A King of Tyre

erywhere. It seemed as if the ecclesiastical hives of half the cities of Ph?nicia had swarmed along the coast, and lit again on the rock of Ty

alus and his devotees had evidently done effective work, not only in disseminating their own venomous spirit, but in organizing their various guilds for action in emergency. The royal attendants noticed that a band of priests moved just ah

ce through which one is made conscious of a presence that is neither seen nor heard. He was impressed with the fact that the room already contained an occupant. The instinct of danger, reinforced by an acquired habit of vigilance, led him to place his back against the wall, and his hand upon his dagger hilt. Uncertain of the loyalty of even the private servants

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d the curtains that shiel

I, King

ans this? Are you ma

laid his hand upon the king's arm as he said, "Let us first make su

he oil. With drawn weapons the two men searched every nook

e; but I feared lest some of the devils might give you foul play here: so I crept in, no matter how. You know the plot? No? It was f

ncontrollable rage. "You-you ar

ard. At first he thought only of the indignity offered his throne. Then, brave as he was, there came a tremor of dread, as the horrid rites of the sacrifice filled his imagination. That cruelty which he had refused to sanction, whe

it necessary. Rapidly the king put together in his memory many recent occurrences. His keen judgm

man. Then, starting from his horrible reverie, he strode across the apar

Tyre shall be both priest and victim! My own hand shall strike the blow; not theirs.

the door. His f

no. "Egbalus has filled the city with bands of Galli. They

them to the dock, and take to the sea," c

all been scuttled, and mine is stolen away. The very captains in the harbor have been bedevilled by the priests. Brave fellows though they

e if it endangers yours. Go! Appear as my enemy! Save yourself! I will know that your

y thousand Sidonians burned their houses over their heads and per

ll we emulate them. See, this flame to this

lamp from its hanging, and broug

but for cool heads. The sacrifice cannot be for som

he king, burying hi

d in silence, broken

will inspire all they fall upon with such acquiescence that every one would gladly take the place of the sacrifice. As I came in here, only a moment before you, a herald was running

did c

f Ahimelek, where, under misapprehension of its full

high priest's interpretation of your assent? Apparently yi

wn Captain Hanno, disguised as a market vender, was let out the gr