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Updated: June 10, 2025
To reassure herself entirely she called the slave-woman aside, and asked her whether Phabis was indeed a trust worthy servant of the widow's.
The foreigners destroy, with their laughing levity, much that is good among us. We must endure it; but whoever broke the Biamite's marriage bond, from the earliest times, forfeited his life, and so, the gods be thanked, it has remained. This very last year the fisherman Phabis killed with a hammer the Alexandrian clerk who had stolen into his house, and drowned his faithless wife.
But old Phabis tells me that steps are being seriously taken to procure the title of Martyr for our father Apelles." "My mother is quite convinced that he died for the faith, and she loved him devotedly . . ." "Then it is so!" cried Demetrius, grinding his teeth and thumping his fist down on the table.
Once he dreamed that there was in Alexandria a man even more perfect than himself; Phabis was his name, and he was a shoemaker, dwelling in the White road near the harbor of Kibotos. The anchorite at once went to the capital and found the shoemaker, and when he asked him, 'How do you serve the Lord? How do you conduct your life? Phabis looked at him in astonishment. 'I? well, my Saviour!
The foreigners destroy, with their laughing levity, much that is good among us. We must endure it; but whoever broke the Biamite's marriage bond, from the earliest times, forfeited his life, and so, the gods be thanked, it has remained. This very last year the fisherman Phabis killed with a hammer the Alexandrian clerk who had stolen into his house, and drowned his faithless wife.
They have gone with the protectors of our home, the pride and ornament of this house of the street, of the city the Hermes and Pallas Athene that you you flung into the lime-kiln. Old Phabis told me with tears in his eyes. Alas poor house that is robbed of its past, of its glory, and of its patron deities!"
Once he dreamed that there was in Alexandria a man even more perfect than himself; Phabis was his name, and he was a shoemaker, dwelling in the White road near the harbor of Kibotos. The anchorite at once went to the capital and found the shoemaker, and when he asked him, 'How do you serve the Lord? How do you conduct your life? Phabis looked at him in astonishment. 'I? well, my Saviour!
But old Phabis tells me that steps are being seriously taken to procure the title of Martyr for our father Apelles." "My mother is quite convinced that he died for the faith, and she loved him devotedly..." "Then it is so!" cried Demetrius, grinding his teeth and thumping his fist down on the table.
This favored the lovers, who could sit hand in hand, looking into each other's eyes; and when old Phabis, who had lost sight of them long since, at length discovered them in the park, he could see from his lurking-place as he crept closer, that his young master, after glancing cautiously round, pressed a kiss on the little singer's hair, and then on her eyes and at last on her lips.
To reassure herself entirely she called the slave-woman aside, and asked her whether Phabis was indeed a trust worthy servant of the widow's.
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