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A little lyric in the epos may be found in a side-journey to Bethel, a village which no one ever heard of, at least I never did, till now; but when we did hear, we heard so much and so well that we at once started on a tour of exploration, and found as Halicarnassus quotes the Queen of Sheba there was more of it than we expected.
Of course a hanging kitchen-garden was not to be thought of, and as Halicarnassus was fortunately absent for a few days, I prospected on the farm. A sunny little corner on a southern slope smiled up at me, and seemed to offer itself as a delightful situation for the diminutive garden which mine must be. The soil, too, seemed as fine and mellow as could be desired.
Cities such as Ephesus and Miletus became immensely prosperous, Mausolus of Halicarnassus, the Attalids of Pergamon, possessed wealth that would have been unimaginable to the Greeks of Marathon. The City State, fighting desperately for its existence, inspired by high ideals of patriotism and religion, was a thing of the past.
"No," faintly responds Marius, amid the ruins of Carthage. "Perhaps he will by and by," suggests Halicarnassus, encouragingly. Five minutes more. Arms breaking. Knees trembling. Pebble shaky. Brain dizzy. Everything seems to be sailing down the stream. Tempted to give up, but look at the empty basket, think of the expectant party and the eight cod-fish, and possess my soul in patience.
"Where have you been?" I ask Halicarnassus, coming in late to breakfast. "Only planning the invasion of Canada," says he, coolly, as if it were a mere pre-prandial diversion, all of which was not only rude, but quite gratuitous, since, apart from the fact that we might not be able to get Canada, I am sure we don't want it. I am disappointed. I suppose I had no right to be.
Step cautiously from rock to rock to the middle of the stream, balance on a pebble just large enough to plant both feet on, and just firm enough to make it worth while to run the risk, drop my line into the spot designated, a quiet, black little pool in the rushing river, see no fish, but have faith in Halicarnassus. "Bite?" asks Halicarnassus, eagerly. "Not yet," I answer, sweetly.
"No," said Halicarnassus, sleepily; "perhaps it wasn't a servant." "Well," I said, having looked at it in that light silently for half an hour, and coming to the surface in another place, "if I could dress and carry myself like that, I would not keep tavern." "Oh! eh?" yawning; "who does?" "Mrs. Astor. Of course nobody less rich than Mrs.
They may fret a little at first, and interpose a few puny obstacles, but it will be only a temporary obstruction; whereas, if you parley and hesitate and suggest, they will but gather courage and strength for a formidable resistance. It is the first step that costs. Halicarnassus understood at once from my one small shot that I was in a mood to be let alone, and he let me alone accordingly.
Lucretius, Virgil, and Dionysius of Halicarnassus all knew of a story in which the whole childhood of Zeus had been passed in a cave on Dicte, and Dionysius assigns to the Dictæan Cave that finding of the law by Minos which presents so curious a parallel to the giving of the tables of the law to Moses on Mount Sinai.
Halicarnassus sat down on the lowest stair and remained silent several minutes, expecting a meek explanation, but not getting it, swallowed a bountiful piece of what is called in homely talk, "humble-pie," and said, "I should like to know what's in the wind now." I make it a principle always to resent an insult and to welcome repentance with equal alacrity.
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