The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient EgyptPrus, Bolesław
History
The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt
Prus, Bolesław
Egypt -- History -- To 332 B.C. -- Fiction
"Whence does he know," thought the prince, meanwhile, "that I asked
the scribes and nomarchs? Aha! Mefres and Mentezufis told him. For
that matter, they know everything."
"Listen," continued Pentuer, "and I will discover to thee, with
permission of these dignitaries, what Egypt was four hundred years ago
in the reign of the most glorious and pious nineteenth Theban dynasty,
and what it is at present.
"When the first pharaoh of that dynasty, Ramen-Pehuti-Ramessu, assumed
power over the country, the income of the treasury in wheat, cattle,
beer, skins, vessels, and various articles rose to a hundred and
thirty thousand talents. If a people had existed who could exchange
gold for all these goods, the pharaoh would have had yearly one
hundred and thirty-three thousand minas of gold.[15] And since one
warrior can carry on his shoulders the weight of twenty-six minas,
about five thousand warriors would have been needed to carry that
treasure."
[15] Mina = one and a half kilograms.
The priests whispered to one another without hiding their wonder. Even
the prince forgot the man tortured to death beneath the pavement.
"To-day," said Pentuer, "the yearly income of his holiness for all
products of his land is worth only ninety-eight thousand talents. For
these it would be possible to obtain as much gold as four thousand
warriors could carry."
"That the income of the state has decreased greatly, I know," said
Rameses, "but what is the cause of this?"
"Be patient, O servant of the gods," replied Pentuer. "It is not the
income of his holiness alone that is subject to decrease. During the
nineteenth dynasty Egypt had under arms one hundred and eighty
thousand warriors. If by the action of the gods every soldier of that
time had been turned into a pebble the size of a grape--"
"That cannot be!" said Rameses.
"The gods can do anything," answered Mefres, the high priest,
severely.
"But better," continued Pentuer, "if each soldier were to place on the
ground one pebble, there would be one hundred and eighty thousand
pebbles; and, look, worthy fathers, these pebbles would occupy so much
space." He pointed to a quadrangle of reddish color in the court. "In
this figure the pebbles deposited by warriors of the time of Rameses
I. would find their places. This figure is nine yards long and about
five wide. This figure is ruddy; it has the color of Egyptian bodies,
for in those days all our warriors were Egyptian exclusively."
The priests began to whisper a second time. The prince frowned, for
that seemed to him a reprimand, since he loved foreign soldiers.
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