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
In the Egyptian and Jewish religions, three vestal virgins guard the
ark, typical of the Immaculate conception—in that the ark contains an
aerolite, or Heaven-born stone. In Greek mythology, the three graces
guard the sacred urn. The name Suravia signified the sun-way, or river
of light; Alcyesta, the ark, chest, or urn floating on the celestial
river; while Mineola, personated the divine soul-mind liberated in the
ark.
The flint-headed arrow is a phallic symbol of thought, and when the
Monbas shot arrows over water it was to destroy their unseen enemies;
the lake, to them, representing mind. The passage of the sun out of the
watery sign in the Spring equinox was the festival Kerœcia and her
people were celebrating.
CHAPTER SIX
THE AGREEMENT TO ARBITRATE THEIR SEVERAL DIFFERENCES
It was Jupiter’s Day (Thursday), and Akaza wore a scarlet robe of silk,
with embroidered bands, having the twelve signs of the zodiac worked out
in neutral tones of brown and green. On his head was a scarlet
liberty-cap with the sign of Jupiter on the forehead and his long hair
and beard had been curled into nine parts, typical of the nine phases of
initiation which he had passed. He wore a sapphire ring on the middle
finger of his right hand, and his breastplate was of emeralds, set in
silver.
With a single tamane and a guide, Akaza followed the course of the
Merced River and reveled in the luxuriant vegetation which changes in
character and development according to locality.
Near the falls were dense growths of alder, willow and spruce, and in
the upper valley were sugar-pine and yellow and bastard cedar in
abundance.
The Balm of Gilead, poplar and black oak haunted the swampy places where
snowy pond-lilies rode in imperious fashion over the moisture. There was
a wilderness of sparkling mosses thriving in the spray of waterfall and
cascade.
Back in cool, shady greeneries, were an infinite variety of ferns,
ranging from tall bracken to feathery maidenhair clinging to the eerie
crevices high up on the sky line.
Maple, laurel, and manzanita with dainty bell-shaped blossoms colored
like a baby’s palm, had as companion another member of the buck-thorn
family, the white lilac. And these seemed intent upon concealing the
basis of the different falls. Here, also, was the madrono, “the
harlequin of the woods,” in buff and red bark, in a chronic state of
dishabille. But who would find fault with the toilet process which
changes the older, darker bark for the delicate cream-colored covering
which lies underneath?
A noisy, chattering bluejay, the scandal-monger of the bird family,
protested vigorously against the incursion of this venerable old man.
Vociferous and argumentative, the feathered opponent grew tired of
useless opposition, and, as a practical joke, concealed itself in the
clump of leaves and screamed like a hawk near where a flock of small
birds were enjoying themselves in their own fashion.
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