Remeses, at the head of his officers, ascended the steps and presented
to the priest his mother's offering, which he placed over the head of
the god. He then laid a sword, brought for the purpose, at the feet of
the statue; but, as he afterwards explained to me, and as I
understood, not as an offering to a mythical Mars, but to the Infinite
God of armies, whom the statue symbolized; yet I could see that the
greater part of his officers paid their homage and made their
offerings to the mere material statue. Such is the twofold idea
attached, either by one or another class of devotees, dear mother, to
all worship in Egypt. They do one thing and mean another; of course I
speak of the priests, princes, and philosophers. As for the people,
they mean what they do when they offer a libation or an invocation to
a statue.
When the chief captains had presented their offerings, and the
high-priest had either decorated the god with them, or laid them upon
the altar of brass, then came the Nubian slaves, laden with the gifts
of the soldiers. There were sixty of these offering-bearers, and in
procession they ascended the terrace, each with a painted earthen vase
upon his shoulder. One after another they deposited them around the
over-burdened altar and descended to the plain, not daring to lift
their eyes to the god, so near to whose presence they came. It was my
privilege to stand always by the side of Remeses, who desired me to
witness the scene.
The vases contained every imaginable article that, at the moment, a
common soldier might have about his person. There were rings of
silver, of copper, of wood, of glass; dried figs, tamarinds, dates,
and raisins; garlics, leeks, onions, bits of inscribed papyrus,
palm-leaves, flowers innumerable, scarabæi of burnt clay, pebbles, and
metal; seeds of the melon and radish, and incense-gum; little clay
images of Mars, of various weapons, and of Osiris. There were also
myrrh, resin, and small pots of ointment; pieces of iron, fragments of
weapons, locks of hair, shreds of linen, and bits of ostrich feathers;
beans, sandal-clasps, charms, amulets, and even tiny bottles of wine.
Indeed, to enumerate what met my eyes in the vases, which the common
soldiers in their piety voted to the god, praying for a successful
campaign, would fill the page on which I write, and give you the name
of nearly every thing to be found in Egypt.
When all these offerings had been received by the high-priest, and
while the prince and his officers stood some paces to one side, he
stood before the altar: and one article from each vase being brought
to him, he laid it upon the altar, and then, in a solemn manner,
invoked the god, asking him to accept the offerings of this great
army, and of its prince and captains, and to grant them victories over
their foes, and a return to their queen crowned with conquest and
glory.
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