Religious disputations -- Fiction; Short stories, Australian
"Before philosophy came into being men spoke in fables, and their minds,
not being able to grasp as yet the significance of abstract ideas, dealt
exclusively with things and actions. They were curious of the destiny of
man after death, and they felt the need for some answer, so they
imagined the hero, the Babylonian semi-divinity, Gilgamesh, setting out
on a ship fashioned by human hands to bring them back the answer which
they needed. For us it was the first voyage of man's mind into the
unknown, the first adventure beyond the realm of actualities, and as
such it demands our reverence. We do not, however, believe either in
Gilgamesh, Ia-bani, or the ship which crossed the river of death. The
story is a mere fable, and the actions described in it are only the
unconscious vehicles of a half-recognised truth, or rather of the germ
of a new spirit. There is only one form of truth, and one form of
seriousness."
He drank a little wine.
"Let us walk in the garden," said Merodach.
* * * * *
Merodach, after a moment's consideration, found that the conclusions of
Bagoas with reference to the epic of Gilgamesh were reasonable, so he
conversed with the High-priest amiably as they walked by the river. The
Princess Candace interrupted the conversation.
"Yesterday was my birthday, and you have given me no present, now let me
ask one," she said.
"Ask then," said Merodach, smiling.
"Give me this garden to be my garden, and build me a palace where Adam
had his cabin of boughs; a little palace of blue porcelain, which I may
visit in the spring, and in the hot months of the year, and set at all
the entrances into the valley great winged cherubim, that the wandering
tribes may see that it is a royal palace, and fear to enter."
"So be it," said the King; and the Princess went off to inspect the site
of the new palace.
"She is discreet, and charming, wise beyond her years," said Merodach.
"We shall consider the son of Na'amah, my cousin, at Nippur. How is he
called?"
"His name is Adamaharon," answered Bagoas, smiling; "and he is even now
on his way to visit me at Uruk, where he has never been. He may turn
aside to hunt. It is his ambition at present to kill a lion, for which
he has a permit from the King's huntsman."
"He shall hunt with me," said the King; "but the Princess is still a
little young for marriage."
She, unconscious of her fate, drew close to the cabin of Adam. That part
of the valley had been deserted by the King's servants, and she was
alone. She saw the glitter of a spear which lay in the doorway, and then
the eyes of a young man watching her.
"I came for an apple," she said, turning toward the tree in the branches
of which the great snake hung; "but Adam must have eaten them all."
"There is one at the top of the tree," said the boy. "Look! right at the
top."
"It is too high. Perhaps you could knock it down with your spear?"
"That would bruise it. I shall climb up and get it for you."
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