Odysseus, King of Ithaca (Mythological character) -- Juvenile literature
So they went on to the palace. And at the door of the court there
lay the dog Argus, whom in the old days Ulysses had reared with
his own hand. But ere the dog grew to his full, Ulysses had sailed
to Troy. And while he was strong, men used him in the chase,
hunting wild goats and roe-deer and hares. But now he lay on a
dunghill, and vermin swarmed upon him. Well he knew his master,
and, although he could not come near to him, he wagged his tail
and drooped his ears.
And Ulysses, when he saw him, wiped away a tear, and said, "Surely
this is strange, Eumaeus, that such a dog of so fine a breed
should lie here upon a dunghill."
And Eumaeus made reply: "He belongeth to a master who died far
away. For, indeed, when Ulysses had him of old, he was the
strongest and swiftest of dogs; but now my dear lord has perished
far away, and the careless women tend him not. For when the master
is away the slaves are careless of their duty. Surely a man, when
he is made a slave, loses half the virtue of a man."
And as he spake the dog Argus died. Twenty years had he waited,
and saw his master at the last. After this the two entered the
hall. And Telemachus, when he saw them, took from the basket bread
and meat, as much as his hands could hold, and bade carry them to
the beggar, and also to tell him that he might go round among the
suitors, asking alms. So he went, stretching out his hand, as
though he were wont to beg; and some gave, having compassion upon
him, and some asked who he was. But of all, Antinous was the most
shameless. For when Ulysses came to him and told him how he had
had much riches and power in former days, and how he had gone to
Egypt, and had been sold a slave into Cyprus, Antinous mocked him,
saying:--
"Get thee from my table, or thou shalt find a worse Egypt and a
harder Cyprus than before."
Then Ulysses said, "Surely thy soul is evil though thy body is
fair; for though thou sittest at another man's feast, yet wilt
thou give me nothing."
Then Antinous caught up the footstool that was under his feet, and
smote Ulysses therewith. But he stood firm as a rock; and in his
heart he thought on revenge. So he went and sat down at the door.
And being there, he said:--
"Hear me, suitors of the Queen! Antinous has smitten me because
that I am poor. May the curse of the hungry light on him therefor,
ere he come to his marriage day!"
Then spake Antinous, "Sit thou still, stranger, and eat thy bread
in silence, lest the young men drag thee from the house, or strip
thy flesh from off thy bones."
So he spake in his insolence; but the others blamed him, saying:
"Antinous, thou didst ill to smite the wanderer; there is a doom
on such deeds, if there be any god in heaven. Verily, the gods oft
times put on the shape of men, and go through cities, spying out
whether there is righteous dealing or unrighteous among them."
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