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  chiefs. Advancing to the place where the queen sat, he knelt at her feet and implored

  her favor and assistance to enable him to return to his native country. Then

  withdrawing, he seated himself in the manner of suppliants, at the hearth side.

  For a time none spoke. At last an aged statesman, addressing the king, said, "It

  is not fit that a stranger who asks our hospitality should be kept waiting in suppliant

  guise, none welcoming him. Let him therefore be led to a seat among us and supplied

  with food and wine." At these words the king rising gave his hand to Ulysses and led

  him to a seat, displacing thence his own son to make room for the stranger. Food and

  wine were set before him and he ate and refreshed himself.

  The king then dismissed his guests, notifying them that the next day he would

  call them to council to consider what had best be done for the stranger.

  When the guests had departed and Ulysses was left alone with the king and

  queen asked him who he was and whence he came, and (recognizing the clothes

  which he wore as those which her maidens and herself had made) from whom he

  received those garments. He told them of his residence in Calypso's isle and his

  departure thence; of the wreck of his raft, his escape by swimming, and of the relief

  afforded by the princess. The parents heard approvingly, and the king promised to

  furnish a ship in which his guest might return to his own land.

  The next day the assembled chiefs confirmed the promise of the king. A bark

  was prepared and a crew of stout rowers selected, and all betook themselves to the

  palace, where a bounteous repast was provided. After the feast the king proposed

  that the young men should show their guest their proficiency in manly sports, and all

  went forth to the arena for games of running, wrestling, and other exercises. After all

  had done their best, Ulysses being challenged to show what he could do, at first

  declined, but being taunted by one of the youths, seized a quoit of weight far heavier

  than any the Phaeacians had thrown, and sent it farther than the utmost throw of

  theirs. All were astonished, and viewed their guest with greatly increased respect.

  After the games they returned to the hall, and the herald led in Demodocus, the

  blind bard, -

  ". . . Dear to the Muse,

  Who yet appointed him both good and ill,

  Took from him sight, but gave him strains divine."

  He took for his theme the Wooden Horse, by means of which the Greeks found

  entrance into Troy. Apollo inspired him, and he sang so feelingly the terrors and the

  exploits of that eventful time that all were delighted, but Ulysses was moved to tears.

  Observing which, Alcinous, when the song was done, demanded of him why at the

  mention of Troy his sorrows awaked. Had he lost there a father or brother, or any dear

  friend? Ulysses replied by announcing himself by his true name, and at their request,

  recounted the adventures which had befallen him since his departure from Troy. This

  narrative raised the sympathy and admiration of the Phaeacians for their guest to the

  highest pitch. The king proposed that all the chiefs should present him with a gift,

  himself setting the example. They obeyed, and vied with one another in loading the

  illustrious stranger with costly gifts.

  The next day Ulysses set sail in the Phaeacian vessel, and in a short time arrived

  safe at Ithaca, his own island. When the vessel touched the strand he was asleep. The

  mariners, without waking him, carried him on shore, and landed with him the chest

  containing his presents, and then sailed away.

  Neptune was so displeased at the conduct of the Phaeacians in thus rescuing

  Ulysses from his hands that on the return of the vessel to port he transformed it into a

  rock, right opposite the mouth of the harbor.

  Homer's description of the ships of the Phaeacians has been thought to look like

  an anticipation of the wonders of modern steam navigation. Alcinous says to Ulysses, -

  "Say from what city, from what regions tossed,

  And what inhabitants those regions boast?

  So shalt thou quickly reach the realm assigned,

  In wondrous ships, self-moved, instinct with mind;

  No helm secures their course, no pilot guides;

  Like man intelligent they plough the tides,

  Conscious of every coast and every bay

  That lies beneath the sun's all-seeing ray."

  Odyssey, Book VIII.

  Lord Carlisle, in his Diary in the Turkish and Greek Waters, thus speaks of Corfu,

  which he considers to be the ancient Phaeacian island: -

  "The sites explain the Odyssey. The temple of the sea-god could not have been

  more fitly placed, upon a grassy platform of the most elastic turf, on the brow of a crag

  commanding harbor, and channel, and ocean. Just at the entrance of the inner harbor

  there is a picturesque rock with a small convent perched upon it, which by one legend is

  the transformed pinnace of Ulysses."

  "Almost the only river in the island is just at the proper distance from the probable

  site of the city and palace of the king, to justify the princess Nausicaa having had resort

  to her chariot and to luncheon when she went with the maidens of the court to wash their

  garments."

  Fate Of The Suitors.

  Ulysses had now been away from Ithaca for twenty years, and when he awoke

  he did not recognize his native land. Minerva appeared to him in the form of a young

  shepherd, informed him where he was, and told him the state of things at his palace.

  More than a hundred nobles of Ithaca and of the neighboring islands had been for years

  suing for the hand of Penelope, his wife, imagining him dead, and lording it over his

  palace and people, as if they were owners of both. That he might be able to take

  vengeance upon them, it was important that he should not be recognized. Minerva

  accordingly metamorphosed him into an unsightly beggar, and as such he was kindly

  received by Eumaeus, the swine-herd, a faithful servant of his house.

  Telemachus, his son, was absent in quest of his father. He had gone to the

  courts of the other kings, who had returned from the Trojan expedition. While on the

  search, he received counsel from Minerva to return home. He arrived and sought

  Eumaeus to learn something of the state of affairs at the palace before presenting

  himself among the suitors. Finding a stranger with Eumaeus, he treated him

  courteously, though in the garb of a beggar and promised him assistance. Eumaeus

  was sent to the palace to inform Penelope privately of her son's arrival, for caution was

  necessary with regard to the suitors, who, as Telemachus had learned, were plotting to

  intercept and kill him. When Eumaeus was gone, Minerva presented herself to Ulysses,

  and directed him to make himself known to his son. At the same time she touched him,

  removed at once from him the appearance of age and penury, and gave him the aspect

  of vigorous manhood that belonged to him. Telemachus viewed him with astonishment,

  and at first thought he must be more than mortal. But Ulysses announced himself as his

  father, and accounted for the change of appearance, by explaining that it was Minerva's

  doing.

  ". . . Then threw Telemachus

  His arms around his father's neck and wept.

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bsp; Desire intense of lamentation seized

  On both; soft murmurs uttering, each indulged

  His grief."

  The father and son took counsel together how they should get the better of the

  suitors and punish them for their outrages. It was arranged that Telemachus should

  proceed to the palace and mingle with the suitors as formerly; that Ulysses should also

  go as a beggar, a character which in the rude old times had different privileges from

  what we concede to it now. As traveller and storyteller, the beggar was admitted in the

  halls of chieftains, and often treated like a guest; though sometimes, also, no doubt, with

  contumely. Ulysses charged his son not to betray, by any display of unusual interest in

  him, that he knew him to be other than he seemed, and even if he saw him insulted, or

  beaten, not to interpose otherwise than he might do for any stranger. At the palace they

  found the usual scene of feasting and riot going on. The suitors pretended to receive

  Telemachus with joy at his return, though secretly mortified at the failure of their plots to

  take his life. The old beggar was permitted to enter, and provided with a portion from the

  table. A touching incident occurred as Ulysses entered the court-yard of the palace. An

  old dog lay in the yard almost dead with age and seeing a stranger enter, raised his

  head, with ears erect. It was Argus, Ulysses' own dog, that he had in other days often

  led to the chase.

  ". . . Soon as he perceived

  Long-lost Ulysses nigh, down fell his ears

  Clapped close, and with his tail glad sign he gave

  Of gratulation, impotent to rise,

  And to approach his master as of old.

  Ulysses, noting him, wiped off a tear

  Unmarked.

  . . . Then his destiny released

  Old Argus, soon as he had lived to see

  Ulysses in the twentieth year restored."

  As Ulysses sat eating his portion in the hall, the suitors soon began to exhibit

  their insolence to him. When he mildly remonstrated, one of them raised a stool and

  with it gave him a blow. Telemachus had hard work to restrain his indignation at seeing

  his father so treated in his own hall, but remembering his father's injunctions, said no

  more than what became him as master of the house, though young, and protector of his

  guests.

  Penelope had protracted her decision in favor of either of her suitors so long, that

  there seemed to be no further pretence for delay. The continued absence of her

  husband seemed to prove that his return was no longer to be expected. Meanwhile her

  son had grown up, and was able to manage his own affairs. She therefore consented to

  submit the question of her choice to a trial of skill among the suitors. The test selected

  was shooting with the bow. Twelve rings were arranged in a line, and he whose arrow

  was sent through the whole twelve, was to have the queen for his prize. A bow that one

  of his brother heroes had given to Ulysses in former times, was brought from the armory,

  and with its quiver full of arrows was laid in the hall. Telemachus had taken care that all

  other weapons should be removed, under pretence that in the heat of competition, there

  was danger, in some rash moment, of putting them to an improper use.

  All things being prepared for the trial, the first thing to be done was to bend the

  bow in order to attach the string. Telemachus endeavored to do it, but found all his

  efforts fruitless; and modestly confessing that he had attempted a task beyond his

  strength, he yielded the bow to another. He tried it with no better success, and, amidst

  the laughter and jeers of his companions, gave it up. Another tried it and another; they

  rubbed the bow with tallow, but all to no purpose; it would not bend. Then spoke

  Ulysses, humbly suggesting that he should be permitted to try; for, said he, "beggar as I

  am, I was once a soldier, and there is still some strength in these old limbs of mine." The

  suitors hooted with derision, and commanded to turn him out of the hall for his insolence.

  But Telemachus spoke up for him, and merely to gratify the old man, bade him try.

  Ulysses took the bow, and handled it with the hand of a master. With ease he adjusted

  the cord to its notch, then fitting an arrow to the bow he drew the string and sped the

  arrow unerring through the rings.

  Without allowing them time to express their astonishment, he said, "Now for

  another mark!" and aimed direct at the most insolent one of the suitors. The arrow

  pierced through his throat and he fell dead. Telemachus, Eumaeus and another faithful

  follower, well armed, now sprang to the side of Ulysses. The suitors, in amazement,

  looked round for arms, but found none, neither was there any way of escape, for

  Eumaeus had secured the door. Ulysses left them not long in uncertainty; he

  announced himself as the long-lost chief, whose house they had invaded, whose

  substance they had squandered, whose wife and son they had persecuted for ten long

  years; and told them he meant to have ample vengeance. All were slain, and Ulysses

  was left master of his palace and possessor of his kingdom and his wife.

  Tennyson's poem of Ulysses represents the old hero, after his dangers past and

  nothing left but to stay at home and be happy, growing tired of inaction and resolving to

  set forth again in quest of new adventures.

  ". . . Come, my friends,

  'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

  Push off, and sitting well in order smite

  The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds

  To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths

  Of all the western stars, until I die.

  It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;

  It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,

  And see the great Achilles whom we knew;" &c.

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  Chapter XXXI: Adventures Of Aeneas - The Harpies - Dido - Palinurus

  Adventures Of Aeneas.

  We have followed one of the Grecian heroes, Ulysses, in his wanderings, on his

  return home from Troy, and now we propose to share the fortunes of the remnant of

  the conquered people, under their chief Aeneas, in their search for a new home, after

  the ruin of their native city. On that fatal night when the wooden horse disgorged its

  contents of armed men, and the capture and conflagration of the city were the result,

  Aeneas made his escape from the scene of destruction, with his father, and his wife,

  and young son. The father, Anchises, was too old to walk with the speed required,

  and Aeneas took him upon his shoulders. Thus burdened, leading his son and

  followed by his wife, he made the best of his way out of the burning city; but, in the

  confusion, his wife was swept away and lost.

  On arriving at the place of rendezvous, numerous fugitives, of both sexes, were

  found, who put themselves under the guidance of Aeneas. Some months were spent

  in preparation, and at length they embarked. They first landed on the neighboring

  shores of Thrace, and were preparing to build a city, but Aeneas was deterred by a

  prodigy. Preparing to offer sacrifice, he tore some twigs from one of the bushes. To

  his dismay the wounded par dropped blood. When he repeated the act, a voice from

  the ground cried out to him, "Spare me, Aeneas; I am your kinsman, Polydore, h
ere

  murdered with many arrows, from which a bush has grown, nourished with my blood."

  These words recalled to the recollection of Aeneas that Polydore was a young prince

  of Troy, whom his father had sent with ample treasures to the neighboring land of

  Thrace, to be there brought up, at a distance from the horrors of war. The king to

  whom he was sent had murdered him, and seized his treasures. Aeneas and his

  companions, considering the land accursed by the stain of such a crime, hastened

  away.

  They next landed on the island of Delos, which was once a floating island, till

  Jupiter fastened it by adamantine chains to the bottom of the sea. Apollo and Diana

  were born there, and the island was sacred to Apollo. Here Aeneas consulted the

  oracle of Apollo, and received an answer, ambiguous as usual, - "Seek your ancient

  mother; there the race of Aeneas shall dwell, and reduce all other nations to their

  sway." The Trojans heard with joy, and immediately began to ask one another, "Where

  is the spot intended by the oracle?" Anchises remembered that there was a tradition

  that their forefathers came from Crete, and thither they resolved to steer. They arrived

  at Crete, and began to build their city, but sickness broke out among them, and the

  fields that they had planted, failed to yield a crop. In this gloomy aspect of affairs,

  Aeneas was warned in a dream to leave the country, and seek a western land, called

  Hesperia, whence Dardanus, the true founder of the Trojan race, had originally

  migrated. To Hesperia, now called Italy, therefore, they directed their future course,

  and not till after many adventures and the lapse of time sufficient to carry a modern

  navigator several times round the world, did they arrive there.

  Their first landing was at the island of the Harpies. These were disgusting birds,

  with the heads of maidens, with long claws and faces pale with hunger. They were

 

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