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
Around Ben Hu Barabe, the Civil Chief of the Monbas, were a number of
Monbas warriors in full coats of mail and side arms. Setos mingled
freely with them and appeared to espouse their side of the controversy,
while Akaza conversed in subdued tones with Eko Tanga, the tall,
fierce-looking, but well-mannered emissary from the Ians. Yermah had
that freedom and grace of movement born in natural leaders, and there
was an unconscious recognition of this quality wherever he went among
the disputants.
A young Monbas warrior stood near him and leaned intently over the
neatly inscribed parchment rolls bearing the official seal of Atlantis.
The leaves of maguey and agave had been used in the fabrication of this
beautiful paper.
“These measurements and observations were taken shortly after the
shaping of Hotara (Lone Mountain), and before the surrounding tumuli had
been finished,” said Yermah.
He was seated at a round table in the center of the room in an entirely
characteristic pose. One foot was drawn well back and poised on the
toes, while the other was thrust forward but little in advance of the
knee and leg. On his head a single band of filigree gold was relieved by
a carbuncle of rare brilliancy which sparkled warm and glowing in the
medallion center.
The Dorado’s cloth-of-gold cloak, lined with scarlet and black brocade,
was thrown carelessly back from his shoulders, and his thumb, which
grasped the edge of the table to balance his body, as he leaned forward
eagerly, was banded by a curiously wrought signet ring. There was
masculinity and strength in the jewel which was the only ornament on the
virile hand.
“Our ancestors knew these things well,” answered the warrior after a
minute examination.
“The city was young then. But I see no reason why the accuracy of this
work should be questioned. I hope that Ben Hu Barabe may be induced to
see it so.”
“The scale is one one-hundred-millionths, and shows the diameter of all
the planets from Hotara. There has been but little variation in
eccentricity of orbits since,” declared Yermah, now busy with
computations, which he made by using an abacus, as the Chinese have
always done.
Ben Hu Barabe still studied his maps and charts. He was industriously
making deductions from the highly colored picture-writing, though the
cloth on which they were painted was yellow and musty with age. His
calculations were from Las Papas as a center. In present day reckoning
the radius extended from Clarendon Heights along the coast to Pescadero
Point; then to Santa Cruz and Point Reyes. From these observations the
first surveys were made, and it was from these markings that the
treaties had been negotiated between the Monbas and the Atlantians when
the latter colonists first came.
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