"Then you believe that there were giants in the earth in the days
before the flood?" I said, doubtingly.
"These pyramids attest the fact," he replied, with an impressive
gesture of his right hand towards the opposite one. "Noah himself,
says tradition, and his sons, Chephres, Chufu, and Amun or
Men-Cherines, were gigantic, and are worshipped as gods, as you know,
not only here and in Syria and Ethiopia, but in the Orient, and beyond
the seas, under various names. In the third pyramid Amun was entombed.
In the second is Chephres, or Chefret, who, when an aged king, was
brought from the place where he died, and placed in a sarcophagus
above the chamber where lay the king who found sepulture there before
the flood. Within the pyramid on which we are, rest the sacred bones
of the Prince-god Noah, who, at the age of nine hundred and fifty
years, came hither to be buried by the side of his eldest son
Chephres. 'Such a mourning of the nations, all of whom sprung from his
loins, the earth never knew, and will never witness more,' say the
sacred scrolls of the temples. All kings, and queens, and princes, and
lords, and nobles, of every realm followed the embalmed body of their
father and deity; and King Menes, his grandson, went up from Egypt
with all the hosts of the land to meet the funeral procession, and to
receive the divine body. Cheops is but another name for Noah. Here
also is entombed Menes."
Such, my dear mother, is the priestly tradition of the pyramids. We,
of Tyre, have a myth that the Father of the Flood is buried in
Damascus; but though Egyptians love to concentrate all history around
their own land, and make Egypt the cradle of the human race, yet as
this tradition seems to be better founded than ours, and as they can
point to the grand tombs of these kings of the flood, I am ready to
concede to her the honor which she claims of being the place of
sepulture of the giants who survived the deluge. And what fitter
tombs, than these eternal mountains of granite, could the progenitors
of the race repose in! Fit sepulchres are these in their grandeur of
proportions, for men whose stature was gigantic, and whose lives
extended through a thousand years!
But I must return to the prospect from the summit of this mausoleum of
giants. The sun was near the horizon, and sent his level and mingled
rose, golden, and purple beams aslant across the valley. The air was
perfectly clear, and our view unimpeded in all directions.
To the south, along the verdant plain of the Nile, the pyramids shone
in the sun as if sheathed with plates of gold. Palms, temples,
obelisks in pairs, and pylones were mingled with them in the richest
confusion; while as far as the eye could penetrate they receded into
the desert, till their size was diminished by distance to shining
mounds.
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