"Our year is more than two thirds of it consecrated to the gods; that
is, supposing a day given to each, the most of the year is religious.
We are a people given to piety, so far as we understand. All our works
are consecrated by prayer or sacrifice; and whether we go to war, or
engage in merchandise, build a palace or a tomb, prayer and oblation
precede all. Are you ready to go to the city and pyramids as soon as
we break our fast? My mother has invited us to breakfast with her."
I expressed my readiness, and we left to seek the presence of the
queen. As we entered, she was superintending a piece of embroidery of
the richest colors, which three maidens were at work upon at one end
of the apartment. They remained a few minutes after our entrance,
glancing at us timidly, yet curiously and archly. When their royal
mistress had received us, she made a slight gesture with her hand, and
the dark-eyed girls, disappearing behind a screen, left the apartment.
I had time to see that they were very young, of an olive, brunette
complexion, with braided and tastefully arranged dark-brown hair,
their slender persons habited in neat vestures of mingled colors,
fitting the form, but open in front, displaying a soft, fine linen
robe, with loose, fringed sleeves. They had ear-rings, and numerous
finger-rings, and gilt, red, gazelle-leather sandals, laced with gay
ribbons across the small, naked foot. These, as the queen informed me,
belonged to families of officers of the palace. One of them, the
tallest, and who was most striking in her appearance, had eyes of
wonderful beauty, the effect of the expression of which was deepened
by painting the lids with a delicate shade of cohol. She was the
daughter of the royal scribe, Venephis, and her own name is Venephe;
and here, my dear mother, since you asked me in your last letter why I
am so silent upon the subject of Egyptian ladies, I will devote a
little space to them. But you know that my heart so wholly belongs to
the lovely Princess Thamonda, the daughter of the Prince of Chaldea,
that it is entirely insensible to any impressions which the high-born
Egyptian maids might otherwise make upon it. I will, however, learn
more of them by seeking their society, my dear mother, and
henceforward will give them all the attention they merit in my
letters.
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