We now turned aside to see men grinding to powder an old image of
Apis, of solid gold of Ophir. The image had been in the hands of the
Ethiopians, and being recaptured, was sent here to be ground to dust;
for it was regarded as accursed until this were done. This process is
effected by the free use of _natron_, and is an art known only to the
Egyptians. The dust is then washed in consecrated water. In taste, I
am told, it is exceeding bitter and nauseous. Thus gold, as a drink,
would not be coveted by men.
We next came to a flight of stairs which led to a paved hall
surrounded by columns, and thence a door led into a small garden,
where three majestic palms towered high above the columns that
inclosed it; while a fountain ceaselessly let fall its refreshing
rain, in a vast shallow vase, wherein gold and silver fishes glanced
in the light.
It was now near the close of day, and I began to thank him for his
courtesy, when he said--
"Do not leave now, O prince. This is my apartment, and the one
opposite is that of the aged priest, my benefactor. Enter, and let me
have water for thy feet and hands, and place before thee some
refreshment; for it is a long walk back to the palace where thou art
sojourning."
Willing to learn all I could of the remarkable Hebrew people, who seem
to be a nation of princes as well as of bondmen, I accepted his
invitation, and entered a cool porch, from which opened a handsome but
simply furnished apartment, where he lodged. I seated myself upon a
stone bench, when, at a signal made by him, two black slaves
approached with ewers of water, one for the hands, and the other with
a silver basin for my feet. Each of them had thrown over his shoulder
a napkin of the finest linen. But upon the vessels, the vestures, the
slaves, and the napkins, I saw the crescent, which showed that they
were all the property of the temple.
At length fruit, and wheaten bread, and fish, were laid before me. The
Hebrew stood while I partook, declining to eat with me, saying that
his nation never broke bread with any but their own people; adding,
"and the Egyptians regard it as infamy to sit down with us."
"I have no such prejudices," I said, with a smile. When I had eaten,
and laved my fingers in a crystal vase, which the priest placed before
me, and the Nubians had retired, I said, "My meeting with you has been
a source of great pleasure to me. I am deeply interested in your
nation. As a Syrian we are not far from a kindred origin, and as a
foreigner I have none of the feelings which, as masters, the Egyptians
entertain towards a Hebrew. I have witnessed the working of the
deep-seated prejudice in a variety of ways, and cannot but wonder at
it. From all I can learn of your history, you have never been at war
with them, nor wronged them."
"We are unfortunate, unarmed, and weak; and the greater ever oppress
the helpless," he answered.
"Do you feel no resentment?"
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