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Updated: June 2, 2025
"There is one requirement that Joro insists on," Sira said in a low voice. "What's that?" asked Sime, marveling that such transparently pink fingers should handle a sword so well. "He says that I must choose a mate, to insure the stability of the royal house." It seemed to Sime that this announcement gave him a pang out of all proportion. "That should be easy," he managed.
I have come, dear one, to tell you that success is ours at last!" Sira smiled. "I will restrain my joy, my good Joro, until I hear the price." "Always the same!" Joro chuckled. "A price, 'tis true, but not too heavy, since you are, in a manner, fond of him." "I've had vague promises from Wilcox," Sira said, with a wry smile.
Although Princess Sira had promised to keep out of the way, she could not resist the powerful attraction of the executive hall, in which, on this day, the fate of two planets was to be decided. As the crowds of people began to drift toward the hall, she joined them, still dressed in her laboring man's shapeless garments, the broad sun-helmet hiding her face effectively.
Two occasions are recorded where, on sending his gift, he accompanied it with a letter explaining the circumstances of his vow and its fulfilment; and even the letters themselves have come down to us, but in a Greek version. It appears that Sira was a Christian, and that in marrying her Chosroes had contravened the laws of his country, which forbade the king to have a Christian wife.
The reference to the rest of the books in the prologue to Ben Sira indicates that even before 130 B.C. certain other writings had been joined to the canon of the Law. Evidently he was also familiar with the book of Proverbs, including its introductory chapters.
Sira, hurrying home to an inexpensive lodging house, thought: "Three days from to-day! I have done what I could. The hopes of the solar system now rest with Wasil. I am only a helpless spectator." Tarog awaited the conference on the morrow bedecked like a bride. The Martian flag, orange and green, fluttered everywhere.
In my hut there is an old hag. She shall go " Sira did not answer. She was neither disgusted nor amused by the dark torrent that stirred in this decrepit old fisherman. She saw only that he had pulled in his nets and was bowing his long arms to the oars, pulling for shore.
Homms and Sira were rapidly striking up a friendship. A shrewd judge, of character herself, Sira did not hesitate to admit her identity, and without any prying questioning the old woman soon had the whole story. It thrilled her, this review of the life she had once seen as a servant. "I wonder if I will ever see Tarog again!" she sighed wistfully. "You shall!" Sira promised, "if you help me."
The draperies moved, as with an outrush of air caused by the careless handling of an airlock, and the temperature dropped suddenly. Sira was irresolute only a split second. With a cat-like leap she seized a short sword from the wall, made a lunge at the prince.
The later but parallel history of II Maccabees is not the equal of the first, although its religious purpose is more pronounced. Its historical character, style, aim, and point of view are strikingly similar to those of the book of Chronicles. The proverbs of Ben Sira, while not all of the same value, yet abound in noble and practical teachings, very similar to those in the book of Proverbs.
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