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
Theirs was the Vinland of the Norsemen and their empire extended over a
large part of ancient Persia. They were old in civilization, before
Nineveh and Babylon. Theirs was the land of Phrasus, where the Argonauts
sailed after the siege of Troy. At that time, they had outlying colonies
along the Siberian and extreme northwestern coast of America. The
Aleutian group of islands was then an unbroken chain, with a climate as
mild as any portion of the temperate zone.
Kerœcia, a pure-blooded Aryan, was the crown princess of the reigning
house of Ian, and it was after her abduction that the famous
fortification named by the Greeks, “Gates of Caucasus,” was built in the
Darien Pass of the Caucasus Mountains leading out from Tiflis.
From the beginning of history, patriotism and beauty have been
accredited these people. Mithridates and Schamyl are the heroes of later
times. There is a tragic pathos in the self-immolation this remnant of
half a million souls voluntarily underwent when they were conquered by
Russia. After this event, they emigrated in a body and became Turkish
exiles.
“Speak freely, as thou wouldst to a father,” said Akaza to Kerœcia,
privately, the next morning, while the whole company were on their way
to Bridal Veil Falls. “If our offer to arbitrate between thy people and
Eko Tanga is displeasing to thee, consider all things unsaid.”
“It is a question my followers must decide for themselves. They need
have no fear. I will never leave them. They stole me away when a child
but I love them as my own.”
“Rumor has it that thy visit was compulsory—that the Monbas brought thee
here intending to fortify the place and then refuse to receive Eko
Tanga.”
“This is not true. I came to perform the rite of renewal and
purification, and shall tell the representatives from my father that I
do not desire my so-called freedom. He should long ago have given the
Monbas all that he has promised them in hope of having me returned to
him.”
“Then thou art not retained against thy wish?” asked Yermah, who in
company with Orondo joined them in time to hear the last remark.
“No, truly. The Monbas are as dependent as children and in no
circumstances will I fail in my duty to them.”
“Wilt thou visit Tlamco while Eko Tanga is here?”
It would have been hard to determine which of the men felt the greatest
interest in her answer. Yermah, Akaza and Orondo were each a study at
this moment.
“My followers shall answer thy question. If consistent with their
wishes, it will greatly please me to go.”
“Then we shall be honored with thy presence soon,” said Orondo. “A
feeling of delicacy represses an expression of opinion. But I have
knowledge that they will feel more secure if thou wilt accept our
protection.”
“And the same feeling would prompt me to ask their permission,” she
answered with a smile.
“So be it. To serve loyally is the office we desire.”
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