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It is ludicrous to observe how a Long-beard by which is meant an etymologizing Stoic cautiously weighs every word in goldsmith's scales; but there is nothing that surpasses the genuine philosophers' quarrel a Stoic boxing-match far excels any encounter of athletes.
"But this was the strange thing: as the days went by we who were left worked harder and harder, and yet did we get less and less to eat." "But what of the goats and the corn and the fat roots and the fish- trap?" spoke up Afraid-of-the-Dark, "what of all this? Was there not more food to be gained by man's work?" "It is so," Long-Beard agreed.
He was to become a vegetarian, and Benjamin was to embrace formally the long-beard doctrine, and observe the seventh day for a Sabbath. A woman was engaged to prepare their food and bring it to them, and Benjamin furnished her with a list of forty dishes, "in which there entered neither fish, flesh, nor fowl."
"What became of him?" "He went to live with the Meat-Eaters and to be a singer of songs to the king. He is an old man now, but he sings the same old songs; and, when a man rises up to go forward, he sings that that man is walking backward to live in a tree." Long-Beard dipped into the bear-carcass and sucked with toothless gums at a fist of suet.
Yellow-Head, too, was made hungry by the recital and broiled a piece of bear-meat on the coals. "But why didn't you rise up, all of you, and kill Three-Legs and Pig-Jaw and Big-Fat and the rest and get enough to eat?" Afraid-in- the-Dark demanded. "Because we could not understand," Long-Beard answered.
She would gladly have given Appenzelder also some token of her favour, but she could not have used any of his compositions the most famous of which was a dirge upon this occasion, and the blunt long-beard frankly admitted this, and declared unasked that he desired nothing better than to offer his Majesty, with the Benedictio, the first greeting of Netherland music.
And when we had eaten, all the food stored in the houses we stopped fighting and went back to work to pile up more food." "Then were you all crazy," commented Deer-Runner. "Then were we indeed all crazy," Long-Beard agreed. "It was strange, all of it. There was Split-Nose. He said everything was wrong. He said it was true that we grew strong by adding our strength together.
Cochrane said suddenly, in a pleased tone: "This is a pretty good break if we can keep them from finding out about it back home! We'll have an entirely new program, good for a thirteen-week sequence, on just this!" Babs stared at him. "Main set, this control-room," said Cochrane enthusiastically. "We'll get a long-beard scientist back home with a panel of experts. We'll discuss our problems here!
Old Long-Beard paused in his narrative, licked his greasy fingers, and wiped them on his naked sides where his one piece of ragged bearskin failed to cover him. Crouched around him, on their hams, were three young men, his grandsons, Deer-Runner, Yellow-Head, and Afraid-of-the-Dark. In appearance they were much the same. Skins of wild animals partly covered them.
William Fitzosbert, or Long-beard, the great demagogue of that day, reintroduced among the people who claimed to be of Saxon origin the fashion of long hair. He did this with the view of making them as unlike as possible to the citizens and the Normans. He wore his own beard hanging down to his waist, from whence the name by which he is best known to posterity.
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