Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost raceWait, Frona Eunice
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Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost race
Wait, Frona Eunice
Fantasy fiction; Geographical myths -- Fiction
Beginning at the northern side of East Avenue, and circling in a radius
of three thousand and ninety feet to the same side of West Avenue, was a
set of pillars supporting a low crenellated wall along which was a
sentry-path, used for public observation in the residence part of the
city.
This crescent gave the distance of the lost planet from the center of
Tlamco, Mount Olympus being in the same radiation. It was indicated
again from Las Papas to Lime Point, and also from Lone Mountain to the
artificial sugar-loaf surmounted by the Tower of Refuge, south of Blue
Mountain, and between Las Papas and Strawberry Hill.
The gilded domes on the Temple of the Sun were the five-pointed star in
the center of the crescent, a device which anciently figured as the lost
planet[23]—the present star and crescent of the Turkish Empire.
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
THE MEMENTO FOR GENERATIONS—BUILT BY SERPENT KINGS
“Alcyesta, hast thou the silver casket safe?” asked Ben Hu Barabe, as
soon as they were comfortably afloat.
“Yes.”
“Give it me.”
He leaned forward eager to take it, but she held back, saying:
“Dost thou remember the injunction to loosen the eagles in time of peril
and to follow their lead?”
“Yes. I have freed both birds. Dost thou not hear the cowardly gulls
screeching with fright because of the eagles’ presence?”
“Then thou hadst best confide thy secret.”
“Yermah, wilt thou hear me?”
“If it is to accuse thyself, no!”
“It is to give into thy hands a message from Akaza, and to impart to
thee the manner of its coming.”
“Speak,” returned Yermah, in a whisper.
“Before the awful time of wrath, a pair of golden eagles trained in
falconry were intrusted to me by our beloved high-priestess, who
intended them to be thy companions in the chase. She gave me, also, a
ring set with diamonds, which I carried safely until I met Akaza after
we left our battered balsa. I should never have known how, or when, the
ring and the birds left me, had I not received this from the
hierophant.”
He handed over a tiny, silver locket taken from the casket in Alcyesta’s
hand.
Yermah pressed the spring and revealed a ring, large enough for his
thumb, and having a fine silk tissue evenly fitting its broad band.
“Before removing the contents of this locket, hear me fully,” pleaded
Ben Hu Barabe. “This treasure was made fast in a leather pouch, which
was securely tied to the wing, next the body, of one eagle. Here is the
parchment slipped in beside it.”
Yermah reached out his hand, but Ben Hu Barabe retained it.
“Thou canst not read without more light. Hold a lantern close by,” he
ordered.
When the tamane obeyed, Ben Hu Barabe gave Yermah the writing.
BELOVED:
_The eagle shall lead thee into strange lands. Never again wilt thou
be separated from Yermah. Withhold from him all knowledge of the birds
until such time as thou shalt find him in great danger._
_Then loosen and follow thy guides._
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