This was my reception-room, or _mándara_, as it is termed. A beautiful
cornice surrounds the whole room. The furniture is of the most
tasteful and luxurious description, and of forms and uses unknown to
our severer Syrians. There are tables of Arabian wood, inlaid with
ivory; sofas of ebony and other rare materials, covered with silken
cushions; a chair ornamented with the skin of a leopard; another, of
still more graceful outline, embroidered with silk and threads of
gold; another, the frame of which recedes gradually, terminating at
its summit in a graceful curve, and supported by resting upon the back
of a swan with feathers of ivory. A chair for repose is covered with
gilded leather, and arched by a rich canopy of painted flowers, birds,
and fancy devices. The legs of all these chairs were in imitation of
some wild beast, while the arms represented in ivory or ebony the
beaks of birds,--that of the ibis, sacred as it is, being the
favorite. There are couches, too, which are nothing more nor less than
crouching lions gilded, upon the backs of which the sleeper reposes on
gorgeous housings stuffed with the softest down. The shapes of the
furniture exhaust all forms. There are, in some of my rooms, chairs
shaped like harps, others like leaves of the fig-tree, others like
birds. Tables of ebony are supported on the heads of naked Nubian
slaves two feet high, carved in ebony, while the bronze lamps are
uplifted upon the palm of a dancing girl cast in bronze, who seems to
hold the light for you while you read or write. Carpets and
foot-stools, covered with embroidery, are not wanting; and I have
three round tables--one of metal, one of ivory, one of ebony--polished
like mirrors of steel. These are covered with ornaments of the most
exquisite finish and beauty; and before my window where I write is a
sort of bureau ornamented with hieroglyphics, carved in intaglio,
inlaid with sycamore, tamarisk, and palm woods, and enriched with
bosses of solid gold.
In this apartment I received Remeses. Placing a seat by the window, I
sat near him. For a moment he surveyed me with a close but courteous
scrutiny, such as strangers irresistibly cast upon each other after a
first meeting.
"I hope you are at home here, noble Sesostris," he said. "This is one
of my palaces, but I have more than I can make use of, such is the
bounty and affection of my mother."
"I have every comfort and luxury--more than I desire," I answered. "I
was not prepared to find in Egypt such splendor and magnificence. The
half, my noble prince, has not been told the world."
"And yet you have seen but a small portion of this kingdom," he said,
with a smile of pardonable pride. "Although On is the city of palaces
and temples, for there is a temple to each of the three hundred and
sixty gods of our calendar year, yet Memphis is the true seat of our
empire. We rule Egypt from Memphis: we worship the gods from On."
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