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Updated: June 18, 2025
Miss Stacy caught me reading Ben Hur in school yesterday afternoon when I should have been studying my Canadian history. Jane Andrews lent it to me. I was reading it at dinner hour, and I had just got to the chariot race when school went in.
She pulled out "Ben Hur" and turned its leaves idly. "And this was so good." "Wonderful!" They paused and she went to the window, standing under the cheap lace curtains. It was a moonlight night. The rows of trees that lined the street on either side were leafless; the grass brown and dead.
Both agreed that Joshua must fight, no matter in what position Moses placed him; but Hur himself led him to the warriors, who joyously greeted him. Both the old man and the younger one understood how to infuse confidence. They told them of the well-watered oasis of the Amalekites, which was not far distant, and pointed to the weapons in their hands, with which the Lord Himself had furnished them.
With these words he held out his hand to his companion and, as Hur grasped it, loud voices were heard from the fighting-men, for messengers were climbing the mountain, who, shouting and beckoning, pointed to the vast cloud of dust that preceded the march of the tribes. The Hebrews came nearer and nearer, and many of the young combatants hastened to meet them.
"A hard sentence, but it must suffice," replied the other, his head drooping in sorrow; but Miriam exclaimed: "Nay, Hur, you have a right to ask the cause of my refusal, and because I honor you, I owe you the truth. Another man of our race reigns in my heart. He met me for the first time when I was still a child.
I see that you, too, are ready to depart and should grieve to behold the comfort of your aged hosts destroyed by hasty acts that may yet be needless." "What do you mean?" asked Hur, advancing a step nearer to the other.
The night was still, very still, and the walls of the tent, sooth to say, were poor ward against ears outside listening to birds and beetles flying through the air." She smiled at the conceit, but proceeded: "Some other things bits of shell for the picture I had from " "Whom?" "The son of Hur himself." "Was there no other who contributed?" "No, not one."
Many, with loud imprecations and flashing eyes, picked up bits of rock along the road, and the fury of the multitude at last expressed itself so fiercely and passionately that Hur took counsel with the well-disposed among the elders, and then hurried forward with the fighting-men of Judah to protect Moses, in case of extremity, from the rebels by force of arms.
Miriam shook her head a second time, but Hur went on: "That was the source of my anxiety, though I can still vie with many a younger man in vigor. But, if you can overlook your lover's grey hairs, perhaps you may be induced to weigh the words he now utters. Of the faith and devotion of my soul I will say nothing. No man of my years woos a woman, unless his heart's strong impulse urges him on.
The latter had just parted from the man who with him ruled the sons of Judah as a prince of the tribe Hur, who at the head of the shepherds had won the first victory against the Egyptians, and who now led to the maiden with joyful pride a man and a boy, his son and grandson.
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