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THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
A Paramount Picture The Ten Commandments.
MOSES REBUKES HIS SISTER MIRIAM.
Di EIN
COMMANDMENTS
AGNOV ET
._ /BY
HENRY MACMAHON
FROM
JEANIE MACPHERSON’S STORY
PRODUCED BY CECIL B. DE MILLE
As the Celebrated Paramount Picture
*“THE TEN COMMANDMENTS”
ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM
THE PHOTOPLAY
NEW YORK
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PUBLISHERS
Made in tne United States of America
Copyrrianat, 1924. ny
GROSSET & DUNLAP
FOREWORD
THosrE who have attended the picture pres-
entation or followed the remarkable vogue of
Mr. Cecil B. De Mille’s photodramatic spectacle
of ‘‘The Ten Commandments,’’ will find their
pleasure redoubled by reading this book. Many
others, in anticipation of viewing the produc-
tion, will get here the full length of plot and
character detail and background to heighten
their enjoyment.
The work novelized by Mr. MacMahon is
offered as a complete romance, equally enter-
taining to all classes, nationalities or creeds.
The story beginnings start somewhat earlier
than Miss Maepherson’s continuity, but are in
harmony with it. The kindness of the scenar-
ist and producer in giving access to their basic
researches and historical and technical ma-
terial is greatly appreciated.
It has been truly said that the Bible is the
world’s greatest treasure house of dramatic
and romantic themes. Here the co-laborers
first wrought and evolved the tremendous
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power that makes the modern theme of ‘‘The
Ten Commandments”’ so vital and enthralling.
A story as powerful and unusual as ‘‘The
Ten Commandments’’ interests every home
and every civilized being, for inherent in it is
the foundation of our life, the mainspring of
our being.
So this is a book you will not willingly
lay down. Moses and Miriam and Dathan—
Martha and Mary and John and Dan and Sally
—speak to you with tremendous force, because
a Power greater than mere mortal agency
works in them and through them or despite
them!
THe PUBLISHERS.
CHAPTER
CONTENTS
PAGE
PROLOGUE: THE LAND OF GOSHEN . 1
THE HEBREW PRINCE . ; ‘ : iG
Sixty YEARS AFTER—. . SRL f
A PETITION TO THE KING . Be oes yh taaee ts"
THE NINE PLAGUES . : Stat RU tbe
A TRAGEDY BEFORE THE SPHINX ‘ 41
TWILIGHT OF THE OLD Gops . . 49
THE ESCAPE . oH | PA a i AR RANE Ge
DELIVERANCE OF THE SEA . : SUE OE
GHHOVAH) SPEAKSH OP ila UMe anita mtg iin Ged
Tay COABAT Ate Cn) ; UM ee een Ate 1
Tae Bou Gop7s) VoTARES Vi i 95
DISASTER s : " : Le hee Os
Is Ir tHE BuNnK? : Pee ots UN ES}
Mary L&IGcH . : : : : el) AE
Mary Finps A Home . . ae
MartTHA’S RAGE AND DAN’S Cone 135
INTERLUDE: East oF SUEZ pian pone a Keb
THe Suick Contractor . . . 14d
END) OF SALUY’s: QuEsT ina 155
DIscovERY! . i : ‘ i TOO LOY,
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XXII
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CONTENTS
AT THE CHURCH, AND AFTER
WHEN THE APSE FELL— .
STRAIT Is THE GATE, NARROW THE
Way
JOHN AND DAN
Dan GoEs TO SAuuy! .
THe WAGES OF SIN
Mary! ,
Toe Law INEXORABLE
LIGHT OF THE WORLD .
PAGD
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PERSONS IN THE STORY
IN THE ORDER OF THEIR APPEARANCE
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AND THE PLAYERS WHO ENACT THESE ROLES
IN THE PICTURE
MosEsS (ie., he who was “drawn out’)
AARON, his brother and chief of the Levite
priests
RAMESES IT, King of Kinew ent Diaraah
of Egypt
Miriam, the younger sister of akon wad
Aaron ;
AN EGyYprian Teepe
DaTHAN the Discontented :
Son oF PHARAOH, ap First Born aa
“apple of his eye”
THE WIFE oF PHARAOH
Tue Bronze Man, Attendant of Hine me
oi Kings .
JOSHUA, a young man facuaraed ta com-
mand ‘
Dan McTavisy, who ates ne fret ae
piece his “Golden Calf” :
JoHN McTavisH (“Being a carpenter is
about all I’m good for’) ,
MarTtHa MoTavisH, exemplar of
Covenanter piety ;
Mary L&EIeH, a waif from the Stree
SALLY LuNG, an almond-eyed half-Celestial
from Pondicherry .
ReEppING, a city Building Tieeertor in
league with Dan
THE Docror
THE Outcast (“Lord, if Thou A Thou
canst make me clean!’’)
Mrs.
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James Neill
Charles De Roche
Estelle Taylor
Clarence Burton
Lawson Butt
Terrence Moore
Julia Faye
Noble Johnson
Gino Corrado
Rod La Rocque
Richard Dix
Edythe Chapman
Leatrice Joy
Nita Naldi
Robert Edeson
Charles Ogle
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THE
TEN COMMANDMENTS
CHAPTER I
PROLOGUE: THE LAND OF GOSHEN
East of the ancient delta of the Nile there
dwelt—more than three thousand years ago—
a pastoral people whose flocks and herds and
low habitations dotted the countryside. These
white shepherd folk carried a tradition of
wanderings from the banks of the Euphrates
across Irak, Syria, Palestine, the desert of
Sinai, and here at last they were domiciled
under the sway of a dusky potentate, fellow
subjects with the bronze-hued Egyptians.
In ancient times the desert and the highlands
frequently made impact with the centers of
River culture. Wild storms of fighting nomads
swooped down upon delta empires, obliterating
the native rule and setting up military over-
lordships of the fertile areas.
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2 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
But the forebears of the people of our story
had come as guests. In their privileged posi-
tion the descendants had multiplied and grown
rich. The Land of Goshen could no longer
hold them; they had filtered into the towns,
some had acquired fortunes as merchants and
warehousemen, and others were high in the
King’s service.
The intruders—once guests—were literally
children of Israel; their common forefather,
Jacob, who was renamed Israel (Champion of
God) because the Angel of the Most High had
wrestled with him in the way. In the old age
of Jacob, his son Joseph had won favor of the
military Shepherd who sat on the throne of
Kigypt.
Joseph has been truly called the world’s first
banker. In his capacity of Prime Minister he
introduced the expedient of warehousing wheat
against seasons of drouth, and his resourceful
foresight saved millions of lives. Thus, in later
years, through the wisdom of Joseph, the Is-
raelites had a distinct claim on the gratitude
of their hosts.
Visualize then if you can the series of
changes that led up to the Great Rift, and that
THE LAND OF GOSHEN 8
to our mighty theme, the giving of the Com-
mandments. After the lapse of over four hun-
dred years, what a different picture is pre-
sented !
For the few cattle herders, harbored in the
marches of Egypt, had grown into a mighty
racial minority of 600,000 souls. Their pa-
trons, the Shepherd Kings, were overthrown by
revolution. Jealousy and distrust were engen-
dered. Both were fanned by the spirit of ra-
cial and religious hate. The Israelites bowed
not down to Amen-Ra and Apis and Osiris.
They could not be assimilated to the Kgyptian
barbaric civilization, civil or religious. And
they were growing, growing, growing as to
wealth and numbers, in face of the intense
nationalism and the waves of bigotry that
would suppress the alien and the unbe-
liever.
Came evil times on the Land of Goshen.
The speckled herds grazing the marches
were tended by graybeards, old women and
children whilst the able-bodied men and women
were commandeered for State work. On vari-
ous pretexts the fortunes of traders and arti-
sans in the cities were confiscated, The last
4 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
scion of Joseph was thrown out of the bureau-
cracy. The Pharaohs (as the Kings of Egypt
were known) were pushing ahead a vast build-
ing program on which their slave labor was
drafted.
By an irony of fate the Israelites were forced
to build two of Pharaoh’s vast Treasure Cities
in their own Land. Pithom and Raamses—
what monuments of blows and blood and tears
and confiscation and killing toil those glories
of Pharaoh became!
Beautiful they were in the grand style of
far-flung wall and majestic column and sculp-
tured relief; terrifying through the tall colossi
of god-like Pharaohs guarding their portals;
overwhelmingly splendid in the approach down
the Avenue of Sphinxes, great couchant figures
half-lion and half-man, which, repeated twenty-
four times, seemed to propound four times and ~
twenty the Riddle of Death!
Eivery brick of the palaces was shaped and
sun-dried and laid by an Israelite peon. Every
monument of sculpture was dragged there and
erected by their hands. At the brick-making
and masonry, or aboard the horrible Sphinx
wagon creaking under a five-ton load, stood
an Overseer wielding a mighty whip. The lash
THE LAND OF GOSHEN 5
came down on the bare backs of the loin-girt
workers.
Cuffs and kicks were administered by the
armed guards to the unfortunates the whip
didn’t reach. The spirit of grim tragedy was
all about, for a darker fate met those who from
mutiny or weakened physique did not fulfill
the tasks. Often the offender was beaten to
death in the sight of his loved ones. .
The policy of repression was indeed one of
calculated cruelty. It was hoped by the
Pharaoh and his counselors that the spirit of
the aliens would be broken until they merged
into the indistinguishable helotry. ...
Strange to say, the tough-fibered ex-herders,
inured to a life of privation and toil, withstood
the rigors of slavery. The weak died or were
weeded out. The strong continued to multiply.
Instead of sinking into a common helotage with
the Nubians, Libyans and other slaves, the chil-
dren of God’s ‘‘first champion’? managed to re-
tain their racial integrity.
Pharaoh cast about for other means of re-
ducing them.
Infanticide was resorted to.
When the midwives (to their honor) lied to
the King and confessed themselves unable to
6 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
kill the babes at the door of the womb, the
King and his counselors sent out a general
order to all his people re the aliens of Goshen:
‘‘Hivery son that is born ye shall cast in the
river, and every daughter ye shall save alive!’’
Unhappy Land of Goshen! That was to be
the end of Israelites as Israelites. Within a
score of years at most the new generation of
potential breeders and fighters would be choked
off, and Egypt need not be harried by the night-
mare thought of the alien dwellers within her
gates possibly joining with her enemies against
her. And the daughters ultimately would bear
to their masters Kgyptian sons, strengthening
the blood of the older race!
Unhappy Land of Goshen! There was wail-
ing and desolation for the tragedies of work
camp and domestic hearth, but there was also
keen circumvention of a people doggedly fight-
ing being exterminated. A great many mothers
succeeded in hiding and saving their boy babies,
and such an incident forms the first event in
the life of the Commandment-giver.
CHAPTER II
THE HEBREW PRINCE
‘‘Loox, Ament, see that toy boat floating up
yonder !’’
‘‘Daughter of Ra, I pray thee, I see not!’’
‘‘Stupid! Cannot thy sharp old eyes make
out the tiny thing bobbing up and down? So,
turn thy head; follow the line of my arm, now
thou canst see it. Hark! Did I hear a faint
wail, or was it fantasy? Quick! Run to the
Point ere it passes, and with a pole pull it in
whatever it may be.”’
The speaker was a bronze beauty of twenty-
five, a married but childless daughter of
Pharaoh, taking her afternoon dip in a Nile
cove. The place was well screened from water
craft by a thick clump of flags, whilst along
the Nile’s bank the handmaidens of the Prin-
cess leisurely paced keeping guard; and only
the old servant Ament accompanied her mis-
tress into the water to assist in the ablutions.
Among the thinner reeds towards the Point,
the Princess had distinguished the gently bob-
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bing little boat. She was delighted a few min-
utes later to see old Ament returning with the
captured craft, which she was holding straight
in front of her like the butler with his tray.
The queer ark (as they called it) was, save
for vent holes, entirely enclosed. It was cun-
ningly constructed of bullrushes, made water-
proof by pitch and slime. Laughing excitedly,
the Princess unclasped the hasp and lifted the
cover. What she saw—
‘‘Oo-ee! It’s a baby,’’ said the Princess, in
soft tones. ‘‘Look, Ament, what a sturdy little
rascal, a beautiful little Horus, and I’m its
Isis! But he’s hungry and c-c-cold—’’
She took up the infant and cuddled it. ‘‘But
look, Nurse, it’s been crying, and the big tears
are still rolling down.’’ She carefully dried
them. The infant gazed up at her, cooed and
smiled. T’ears were in the Princess’ eyes now,
and she said: ‘‘Doubtless this is one of the
Hebrews’ children, and Ra-Amen has sent it to
me to save it!”’
‘‘There’s a young Hebrew girl here,’’ sug-
gested Ament, ‘‘who seemed to have been
watching the ark.’? She brought forward a
little maiden who made obeisance to the Egyp-
tian princess and said:
THE HEBREW PRINCE 9
‘‘Shall I go and call to thee a nurse of the
Hebrew women who shall raise the child for
thee?’’ ?
‘‘Go,’’ said the Princess. She turned to her
confidante, who had been holding the child, and
sald:
‘*He shall be called Moses (i.e., ‘drawn out’),
and he shall be my son. Mayhap one day he
will sit on the throne! Thanks be to Amen-Ra
for this exceeding precious gift!’
In this tender comedy that preluded Israel’s
terrific drama, the little maid was Moses’ sis-
ter, and the ‘‘nurse of the Hebrew women’’
was none other than their mother whom the
Princess paid day’s wages to fulfill the loved
task.
Sore at heart—withal happy that her son,
now a scion of royalty, was saved from a darker
fate—the mother, after the infancy and wean-
ing, gave back the child to the daughter of
Pharaoh.
Young Moses grew up a princeling learned
in all the ways and arts of the Egyptian court,
a fearless swordsman, an accomplished archer,
an acolyte observant behind the scenes of
priestly craft and mages’ tricks.
10 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
Successive Divine Pharaohs passed away and
were entombed in mummified immortality. His
loved foster-mother died without reaping her
ambition. He never openly could claim his own
parental blood-kin. But the whisper about the
‘‘Hebrew Prince’’ was ever in the air; the lead-
ers among the Israelites talked to him secretly.
At their reguest he went out to the work places
of the people, and learned with his own eyes
that his nation was enslaved more cruelly than
the very beasts of the field.
To his hot, youthful spirit the spectacle was
maddening. With difficulty the Prince re-
strained himself from attacking wicked Over-
seers and hacking them to pieces—a course of
conduct that would have brought about a whole-
sale butchery. But, returning one day from one
of these scenes of flagellation, he saw by the
roadside an Kgyptian beating unmercifully an
undernourished Hebrew laborer.
‘‘Stop!’’ cried the Prince, intervening be-
tween the pair. With his staff (for he was
walking incognito) he diverted what might have
been the death stroke.
The brutish master faced him with uplifted
weapon. ‘‘Who are you that dare to intervene
twixt me and my slave?’’ he eried.
THE HEBREW PRINCE ary
‘‘Tam—’’ Suddenly the newcomer bethought
him the secret mustn’t be told. ‘‘Never mind
what I am!’’ he replied, quickly glancing about
to see that there were no witnesses of the en-
counter, ‘‘but if you touch him again, I’ll kill
youl’?
The Hgyptian struck the victim a contemp-
tuous side blow, then was upon the stranger like
afury. Seeing red, the Prince drew forth his
dagger and felled him. The thrust was true-
aimed to the heart. With but a groan or two
the brutish slave-driver expired, even as the
beaten victim was kissing the hem of Moses’
robe and thanking his deliverer. ‘‘Go your
way,’’ said the Prince to the wretched man,
‘‘and let none hear of what befell. ... I will
attend to this.’’
After the slave had departed, the younger
man scooped a hole in a sand dune, pushed
the Egyptian’s carcass into it, and covered it
up. He then obliterated the traces of blood
from his clothing and from the scene of the
encounter. Appalled at the shedding of blood,
he nevertheless knew that he had struck to save
a life, his own mayhap, the other’s certainly.
And returning homeward he racked his wits
to devise some scheme of creating a party at
12 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
Court that should influence the Pharaoh to tem-
per the Israelite oppression.
Alas, the hierarchical clique, bent on destroy-
ing his kindred, was all powerful... .
Oddly enough, ’twas the attempted role of
peacemaker among his people that was the im-
mediate cause of driving Moses out of Egypt.
The second day thereafter, he again went
forth incognito and spied two Hebrews fight-
ing in a field. Approaching he said to the at-
tacker, ‘‘Wherefore smitest thou thy fellow?”’
The man turned on him with angry abuse.
Evidently he recognized the ‘‘ Hebrew prince,”’
and word of the event of day before yesterday
had spread widely, despite the injunction to
secrecy.
‘‘Who made thee a prince and a judge over
us?’’ said the quarreler, sarcastically. He
came nearer, and leered into Moses’ face. ‘‘Do
—you—mean—to—kill—me,’’ he said tensely,
“* even—as—you—killed—the—E gy ptian?’’
Sorrowfully Moses turned away from the
scene of the brothers’ strife.
If even the field workers knew him as the
slave-beater’s killer, surely it must reach the
thousand ears and eyes of the Court and of
Pharaoh.
THE HEBREW PRINCE 13
Presently he received direct information that
Pharaoh knew, and had sent out emissaries to
dispatch him.
There was no time to lose!
Two of the Israelitish leaders contrived an
effective disguise and sent him with a caravan
bound across the Sinaitic peninsula. Privately
he decided to slip away from it betimes and
find a habitation in the land of Midian, through
which they were to pass.
He was young and strong, proven in battle,
inured to the outdoors. Could he not (like his
ancestors) take up the shepherd’s crook, and
in that rough career find living and refuge?
A fortnight later we see the erstwhile prince-
ling seated by a well in Midian, wondering what
the future is to bring forth.
The well in that semi-arid land was the scene
of endless disputes. At eve fighting nomads
would appear with their flocks and hold it
against all comers, even the resident shepherds
of the neighborhood who held proprietary
rights. Woe betide, then, the Iuckless girl
flock-tenders! They too were driven away,
often waiting until the late night watches be-
fore they could get to it to water their parched
rams and ewes.
14 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
Just such an event impended the day Moses
sat by the well.
Seven daughters of the aged local chief and
high priest approached with their flocks, and
again the nomad shepherds would have driven
them away. But this time the stranger at the
well stood up to help them. The stranger was
tall and muscular and well-armed. His master-
ful authority awed the nomads, backed as it
was by his gleaming blade and his evident
prowess. The comely shepherdesses were
quickly served and quickly sped. The fugitive
Prince felt himself well repaid by their lively
gratitude and the favor he had found in the
eyes of the comeliest, Zipporah.
A short time later Moses was summoned to
the home of Jethro or Reuel their father. He
was an honored guest at the breaking of bread.
‘“‘Tarry with us a while,’’ said the pious
Sheik. ‘‘Thou art a man of spirit, and we have
need of thee.’’
Thus the fugitive from the face of Pharaoh
became Sheik Jethro’s lieutenant in the part-
shepherding, part-warring life of the Desert.
He married the lovely Zipporah and rejoiced
in a son. He mastered all the secret lore of
the ‘‘priest of Midian.’’ Instead of the luxury,
THE HEBREW PRINCE its,
elitter and intrigue of the Court of HEgypt—
false, hollow and rotten since founded on slav-
ery—he was a free ‘‘prince of the desert’’ in
the tending of Jethro’s ficcks.
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CHAPTER IIT
SIXTY YEARS AFTER—
Axout sixty years after these events, two
venerable men brought promise of God’s deliv-
erance to the oppressed slave-dwellers of
Goshen. The strange message was as follows:
**T, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob,
have surely visited you, have surely seen the
affliction of My people which are in Egypt and
have heard their cry by reason of their task-
masters: for I know their sorrows. And I am
come down to deliver them out of the hand of
the Egyptians, and to bring them up out of that
land into a good land and a large, a land flow-
ang with milk and honey... .”’
Imagine the first reaction of incredulity,
wonder. and mockery in Goshen over these
words! For nearly a hundred years successive
generations had been habituated to slavery.
Kiven the worship of the God of Israel was for-
bidden. The cult was secretly practiced
(though neglected by multitudes of the work-
weary who preferred the sensuous excitements
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of the Bull-God Mnevis), and its ministers were
not widely known save to the elders. One of
these spoke up:
‘*We know thee, ancient Aaron, who art of
the tribe of Levi and high priest of our people’s
God. But who is this other, the bald, white-
bearded stranger thou broughtest? And what
sign have ye that Jehovah will put forth his
hand??’’
‘‘He is Moses my brother, the prophet of
Jehovah,’’ replied the sage addressed. ‘‘Knew
ye aught of the Hebrew prince?”’
A murmur of astonishment ran through the
assembly. Few had not heard the oft-repeated
legend of the adoptive Prince, exiled for fight-
ing for his people.
‘‘God out of the burning bush,’’ continued
Aaron, ‘‘commanded him to deliver Israel.
Sixty years in the silences of the desert, he is
slow and halting of speech. God hath ordered
that I shall be the spokesman, saying unto him
of me: ‘liven he shall be to thee instead of a
mouth, and thou shalt be to him instead of
Grodiai:
Awe seized the elders at the sight of the
silent Prophet who handed to Aaron a rod.
The high priest cast it upon the ground. Lo!
SIXTY YEARS AFTER— 19
the lifeless stick was transformed into a live
and wriggling serpent. For the first time
Moses (for it was none other than our gallant
young hero, now grown very old) swayed from
his rigid demeanor. He seized the wriggling
snake by the tail, and it came back to his hand
—a lifeless stick.
‘‘Jahveh! Jahveh!’’ shouted the elders and
people. ‘‘Let us bow down and worship to the
God of the Hebrews and follow this, his
Prophet!’’
It had not been a welcome task to the aged
recluse to come out of the Desert. Himself,
wife and sons had prospered in Midian. All
his ties were there. Though still strong in the
green and patriarchal vigor of eighty, he nat-
urally looked forward to an eve of contentment
and measured action.
But a disturbing Inner Voice prompted to
obey the hest of his long-time-gone young man-
hood and to die (if need be) in the freeing of
his people. Nature commanded what his heart
prompted. God spake to him out of the Burn-
ing Bush. The wind, the lightning, the sky en-
forced the message. And Moses knew that he
was cunning—more cunning than all the Hgyp-
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tian magicians—in controlling and manipulat-
ing the secret forces of Nature. His foresight
of the course of the elements was uncanny. He
performed wonders that caused his Desert in-
timates almost to look upon him as a god.
He could not speak eloquently, but Jehovah
had prepared for this. His elder brother, the
high-priest Aaron (who had lived all this while
in Egypt) was the orator of the tribe; he was
te be the spokesman and the sign-worker.
The call to vengeance on the oppressor and
the salvation of Israel was irresistible, and
Moses answered it. He bade good-by to Mid-
ian and the house of Jethro, taking Zipporah
and his sons with him. In the Wilderness he
met Aaron, sent out to meet him. They wor-
shiped together on the Holy Mount. There
Moses charged Aaron with the full content of
the Divine embassy, instructing him also in the
sions he had acquired in the Desert. They
moved on into Goshen, where their kinsfolk
(save Miriam, a younger sister) were long since
deceased.
Dead, too, were the men who had sought
Moses’ life; dead his aforetime companions of
the Court. ... They were as strangers in a
strange land except for an Elder here and
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there who remembered Aaron as the furtive,
retired High Priest. ... The stage was set
for their high but seemingly impossible Mis-
sion. ... The wonder-workers from Midian
made good of the Elders’ assembly, and whilst
the people prayed, entered the gorgeous por-
tals of the City of Raamses to beard the
Pharaoh.
CHAPTER IV
A PETITION TO THE KING
“Let my people go (saith the Lord God of Israel)
that they may hold a feast unto me in the wilder-
ness !”
Tx Hall in which they found themselves was
of vast proportions and gloomy magnificence.
Its walls were decorated with cunning picture
inlay and fantastic hieroglyph. In the longer
dimension two rows of fluted pillars gave a ma-
jestic vista up to the steps of the Throne and
beyond to a great basalt image of Man-God-
Lion in half body. Against the herculean black
bosom was set the reigning Pharaoh’s dais, en-
tablatured with the dread ensigns of his roy-
alty.
Before the pillars commanding the first flight
of steps two live lions paced restlessly to the
limit of their chains, and when they roared the
farthest confines of the palace heard the sound!
Above the second steps, on each side of the
dais, the huge arms of the stone Colossus ter-
minated in couchant paws. Ilumined by the
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strange diffused light which is said to have
been the secret precursor of our Kdisons, the
Hall now kindled into life with the dazzling
gems and jewels of the courtiers and the
brightly flashing lances and battle-axes of the
soldiery.
‘‘Make way for the Pharaoh!’’
The figure that entered and reposed on the
dais while all abased themselves was majestic
as a god. In its right hand rested the snake-
twined scepter of Egypt, terminating in the
lotus.
The monarch’s elaborate head-piece was
fronted by the ureeus, the carved semblance of
a striking serpent. His necklace was a triple
row of gems, flanked on either shoulder by the
lotus. Below there depended, on his bare stom-
ach, the sacred scarab.
The royal arms were ablaze with jeweled
armlets of gold, and the girdle and knee-length
kirtle were of equal magnificence, whilst golden
greaves and jeweled sandals, of which the points
worked back in high circles, completed the bar-
baric array.
Weak men now and again had sat on the
throne of Egypt, but here was no weakling!
Rameses IT, the last and greatest of the monu-
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ment builders, had made all Egypt and all the
subject races ministers of his vast exploits.
Even now the Israelites were completing for
him the age-long labors on Pithom and
Raamses, whilst his vaulting ambition leaped
forward to new enterprise—temples, palaces,
the mausoleum that should give him immortal-
ity! Power spoke in his mighty half-nude
frame, his bold eyes and his handsome insolent
features—autocratic power without a trace of
chivalry.
What a contrast, to the outer eye, in the peti-
tioners that approached him!
A gleaming-eyed, unshorn old man with pro-
fuse white locks and billowing beard, clad in a
plain desert robe and carrying a desert pil-
grim’s staff. With him a shorter graybeard
as old or older, more ceremonially dressed in
cap and figured garments, upholding an em-
blematic rod surmounted by a triangle.
‘“They be Moses and Aaron, chiefs of the
laboring tribe known as Israel,’’ said the cham-
berlain, ‘‘and crave audience of thee.’’
The shorter man would have abased him-
self, but the old patriarch prevented. Anger
gleamed in Pharaoh’s look as he imperiously
pointed to the ground to command the obei-
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sance. But bowing only, not prostrating them-
selves, the strange visitors came to the foot of
the steps. The first words of Aaron, the
spokesman, so astonished the monarch that the
breach of ceremonial was forgotten.
‘‘TLet my people go, saith the Lord God of
Israel, that they may hold a feast unto me in
the Wilderness !’’
‘‘Who is your Lord God,’’ thundered Ram-
eses, ‘‘that I should obey His voice? I know
not the Lord, neither will I let Israel go!’’
‘““The God of the Hebrews hath met with
us,’’ replied the men reverently. ‘‘Let us go,
we pray thee, three days’ journey into the
desert and sacrifice unto Him, lest He fall upon
us with pestilence or with the sword.’’
The patience of the monarch was exhausted.
What cared he for the Lord Jehovah, a desert
deity—he who was the divine representative
of Amen-Ra? Plainly these impudent stran-
gers were stirring up trouble under religion’s
cloak. Only a little of it, and his building
schemes might be halted.
‘*Behold, the people of the Land of Goshen
now are many,’’ shouted the King, ‘‘and ye
make them rest from their burdens. Where-
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fore do ye, Moses and Aaron, let the Israelites
from their works? Get ye back to your bur-
dens! I the Pharaoh have spoken.’’
He turned his head, and the petitioners were
quickly conducted out of the palace....
The first essay of Moses and Aaron resulted
in more grievous affliction for their people.
Pharaoh, quick to act, decided that a more
rigorous slavery would subdue the hopes of
respite or freedom.
Hitherto the material had been furnished
to the brickmakers and masons. Baled straw
was brought to the workers, and, using the
straw as a binder, they fashioned the bricks out
of the mud of the Nile.
‘‘Hereafter,’’ ran the edict of Pharaoh, ‘‘L
will not give you straw. Go ye, get you straw
where ye can find it—yet naught of your work
shall be diminished !’’
Naturally the foremen of the people of
Goshen (whom the taskmasters had set over
them) were unable to deliver the daily tale,
since the children of Israel spent much of their
time in scouring the fields for straw stubble.
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The foremen were beaten by the overseers, and
their ery came up to Pharaoh.
The King gave them rough answer.
‘‘Ye are an idle people,’’ announced the
Pharaoh scornfully. ‘‘ ’Tis therefore ye say,
Let us go and sacrifice to the Lord. Go there-
fore now and work, for there shall be no straw
given you, yet shall ye deliver the daily tale
of bricks!’’
Now was witnessed the sad spectacle of the
weaklings, the little children, the infirm and
decrepit of both sexes, working all day long in
the fields and often far into the night to gather
the stubble for the laborers’ daily stint. Hearth
fires went out, the toilers snatched cold victual.
The crops grew rank with weeds, and the cattle
were neglected. The mooing of cows, bleating
of sheep and braying of donkeys were added
to the wails of the humanly oppressed. With
whips and blows the cruel overseers sped the
unintermittent toil.
‘‘Ye have made us abhorred in the eyes of
Pharaoh, and in the eyes of his servants!’’
groaned the foremen to the new leaders. ‘‘Ye
_ have put in their hand a sword to slay us. Let
Jehovah judge twixt you and us!”’
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Perhaps the saddest note of all was of per-
sonal affliction.
The brothers’ beautiful younger sister was a
burden-bearer before the Sphinxes.
In cohort with other young Hebrew girls, she
wore a heavy yoke around neck and shoulders.
In hods suspended on each side, they were
obliged to carry staggering loads of bricks. At
other times leathern bags were attached to the
yoke sides, and the female slaves were used as
water-carriers.
There was no let-up from morn till night.
The only variant was some overseer’s harsh-
ness, often ending in yoking the unfortunate
offender with a draught animal to a cart, thus
converting God’s semblance into a veritable
“beast of burden’?! —
Miriam was comely, large-eyed and raven-
haired. The grinding toil had not subdued her
flowering youth nor soured her looks. In
a free land she would have been the cynosure
of the bold who admire the fair, but here in
oppressed Goshen she was trothed to a sensi-
tive and delicate youth who symbolized to her
the pathos of her people.
‘“‘The water bottle!’’ shouted the overseer
from his Sphinx wagon.
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He was a great hairy, half-nude man, wield-
ing a mighty whip, and his thunderous voice
made many quake.
Miriam, the nearest slave, approached. He
detached one of the huge leather bags, and
greedily drank. The girl’s eye was drawn to
her lover, pulling on the Sphinx rope a few
feet away. With outstretched hand and piteous
expression that said more than words, he
begged water. Momentarily she left the over-
seer’s side and gave him to drink.
‘‘Back!’’ shouted that functionary, his own
thirst quenched. ‘‘Pull her back from that dog
of Israel, I say!’’ he yelled.
A guard violently jerked the sister of Moses
and Aaron away. The force of the movement
was such that she was thrown to the ground.
Like a roused tigress the girl recovered her-
self and again sprang toward her lover. The
overseer hopped up and down with rage—one
hand shaking the whip, the other pointing an
agitated finger at the disobedience.
This time the attendant yanked Miriam yet
more roughly.
His jerks and blows stretched her half-
stunned upon the ground. On the overseer’s
face was tyrant vengeance. As she was com-
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ing to, he bent over her with a ferocious ex-
pression.
‘Beware thou of crossing me,’’ he said, ‘‘lest
haply I work thy leman to death, and make thee
yokefellow to the ox!’’?...
Yes, the overseer had his marked pets and
aversions....
The slowly reviving Miriam could not help
shuddering as she looked up at her gorilla-like
Taskmaster... .
CHAPTER V
THE NINE PLAGUES
“Behold, I will smite all thy borders.”
Low as was the state of all Israel, wretched
the plight of his blood kin, and loud the plaint
of the headmen against the new movement, the
Inner Voice made Moses go on.
We must think of him as of an Indomitable
Will to vex, harass and annoy; the chief won-
der-worker of Egypt, versed in both the Egyp-
tian mysteries and the desert lore; above all,
the prophet of the true God!
He had found God in the wilderness. The
Almighty dweller in the smoke and fire of the
Sinai Mount was his right arm and his sure
defense.
The eloquence of Aaron and the divine power
expressed through Moses again brought the
people together, and (though the people had
murmured) reassured them of Jehovah’s prom-
ise. It was now meet that Magic should be
exerted.
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The frowning Pharaoh, wondering that his
rigorous measures had failed to subdue sedi-
tion, consented to a trial of strength twixt the
mages of Egypt and the skill of the brothers.
He thought he foresaw an easy victory, discred-
iting the self-appointed helot leaders.
But the teachings of Jethro (in which Moses
had cunningly instructed Aaron) Game into
play.
With equal facility the mages of Egypt and
the Israelite high priest transformed their di-
vining rods into serpents, back into harmless
sticks, and presto! again into serpents.
But as the serpents of the Nile magicians
wriggled along the ground, lo, the big snake
that Aaron had let loose seized each of them
in turn and swallowed them!
This was a course of procedure not given
in the Kgyptian magical books, nor even within
the ken of the God Memnon’s priests, who
could make the Sun’s ray burn or slay, evoke
voices out of the Air and perform many sim-
ilar wonders.
‘‘Ye are great magicians,’’? said Pharaoh
finally, ‘‘but I will not let Israel go!’’
Their magic had not failed, however, for it
had given the two wonder-workers charmed
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lives. In the primitive view, ’twas little use
trying to killa mage. Most folk believed that
his supernatural powers defied corporeal death!
Now started a series of disasters, devasta-
tions and plagues that harried the beautiful
Land of the Nile as it had not been harried
within human memory or the carven records of
its twenty dynasties.
In the sight of Pharaoh and his servants,
Moses and Aaron turned the waters of Nilus
red. The fish died. The river stank! Potable
water could be had only by well-digging.
The Egyptian sorcerers duplicated the hor-
rendous feat, and so they did with its sequel
plague—the millions of frogs, frogs, frogs that
came hopping, hopping, hopping out of the red-
dened river into the homes, sleeping places and
even ovens and bread-pans of the wailing sub-
jects of the Pharaoh. When the river para-
sitism had disappeared and the frogs had per-
ished, there came a plague of lice o’er the dusty
land, and this was inevitably followed by the
grievous swarms of flies that Moses alone had
predicted.
The sorcerers could note and claim as their
enchantment the gradual growths in the river
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and the march of the frog invasion, but the sud-
denness of the new plagues baffled them com-
pletely. ‘‘This is the finger of God!’’ they
confessed to Pharaoh. Messengers came run-
ning to Pharaoh with the news that whereas
all Egypt was corrupted by flies there were
none in Goshen! The God of Moses had put
this sign of division betwixt His people and
their Egyptian oppressors.
The cowed monarch offered religious tolera-
tion where they abode, but Moses rejected the
half-boon. Israel must go three days’ journey
into the Wilderness to sacrifice.
‘‘Ye shall not go very far away,’’ replied the
monarch, figuring that he would provide an
army for the escort. For the first time he had
yielded partially to the men’s demands. Like
the preceding plagues, the fly pest died out
after the King had sued to the desert Prophet.
Nevertheless, Pharaoh had no real intention of
fulfilling his word, and with respite came re-
newed refusal.
The disease and death of the Kgyptian cattle;
an eruptive ailment that attacked the men,
women and children; the violent hailstorms
that cast down the flax and barley and ruined ©
the fruit trees; the swaths of the seventeen-
THE NINE PLAGUES 37
year-old locust that completed the vegetal dev-
astation; and the Great Darkness falling on
the land of Egypt for three days, during which
all work ceased and the scared folk cowered
and shivered in their homes—these were the
strange visitations that marked the long strug-
gle of the Pharaoh and Moses whilst the former
parleyed and hagegled, promised and refused,
until Moses at last in the other’s extremity
announced the full program of his demands.
We must go forward a little in our story to
anticipate this crisis and clearly set forth what
these terms were:
All Israel must be allowed to depart with
their goods and cattle. Yea, rich Egypt must
fully equip them for their journey! Then—and
then only—the strange visitations of Nature
would be stayed, and happiness would be re-
stored to the harried homeland and its people.
Splitting over the question of taking the
herds and flocks, the monarch and the Prophet
parted. The King knew full well that the Is-
raelites taking with them their possessions
would never return. The State would be de-
prived of the services of a quarter million able-
bodied laborers, not counting the weaklings that
gathered the brick straw.
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His enterprises would wither.
The magnificent mausoleum that was to give
him immortality might never be built!
And the shame to Egypt of letting a subject
nation of 600,000 peons make a free getaway:
the mark of it, the disgrace of it, would be ever
upon him, like a defeat by a foreign power.
The proud Rameses II, shaking off his awe
of the Great Magician, trusting mayhap that
the nine plagues had finished Nature’s toll, up-
raised his palms outwardly and said:
‘‘Get thee from me, thou prophet of the Is-
raelites! lake heed of thyself, and see my
face no more. For in that day thou seest my
face thou shalt die!’
In equal wrath the strange, white-bearded
Wizard from Horeb slowly replied: ‘‘Thou hast
spoken well—I shall see thy face no more!’’
Little thought Pharaoh, then, that there
should be yet two more dread meetings by his
own act!
What Moses had done was but the faint ink-
ling of what he was to do. Already he had
fired the sorely oppressed for the hope and
trial of redemption. All Israel knew him as
the prophet of the true God. Goshen had es-
THE NINE PLAGUES 39
~ eaped the pestilence and darkness, the disease
and death that had stricken the Nile lands.
The wonders of his achievement were on every
tongue. Slaves still, but a close-knit nation
bound by the tie of faith in Jehovah and His
prophet, they were about to inaugurate the
most forward step in history.
For the Covenant twixt God and Israel at
Mt. Sinai is the beginning and the essence of
civilized Law. Greater than magical wonder-
worker, greater than primitive prophet of Na-
ture’s convulsions (though supreme in each),
Moses stands the revealer under God of the
framework of our collective being.
EKiternal Law of the Ages!
The fundamental precepts of right conduct
marked out, and the inexorable penalty, for
the ‘‘wages of Sin is indeed Death’’! Such
was the magnificent contribution of Moses to
human affairs... .
CHAPTER VI
A TRAGEDY BEFORE THE SPHINX
Tue gorgeous Treasure City of Raamses was
nearly done, and the last Sphinx was being
moved by Sphinx wagon to its site before the
Palace. Word had been passed that Pharaoh
would shortly issue from the Gate of Colossi,
the main city gate flanked by four heroic statues
of his ancestors.
The huge colossi, thirty-five feet high above
the wide pediments and of such proportions
that the little finger was big as a man’s arm,
faced the multitudes of toiling slaves.
The children of Israel were doing the work
of horses. ...
Six long ropes were attached to the great
wheeled platform carrying the five-ton load,
and each was manned by fifteen or twenty tug-
gers, whilst scores of others pushed forward
the sides or bent to impel it from behind.
Horribly the wagon creaked in its snail-like
progress over the sand. Mightily the over-
seer on the platform cracked his whip on the
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tense and knotted bare backs, and raucously he
eried:
‘‘Haste, Ye Dogs, haste ye to finish the
work ere He comes!’’ Z-z-zipp! The flail de-
scended on a group of weaklings. ‘‘Throw
them out, I say,’’ yelled the Taskmaster to a
guard. ‘‘Throw them out, and put in those
other fellows.... Ready! Altogether, heave!’’
Slowly the wagon moved forward.
The Taskmaster caught sight of Miriam with
her leather panniers. Wielding the flail had
made him hot and thirsty. He summoned her,
laid a rough hand on her shoulder, and jerked
the nearer bag from her hands. Like an animal
he drank—more like animal than man indeed
he looked and acted, in his kirtle of leopard’s
hide, Beast-Man of huge limbs and _ trunk,
hairy chest, and ferocious features!
Below there was a commotion midway of the
right-hand rope. A man had fallen, overpow-
ered by the intense exertion and heat. A dozen
pairs of hands stretched out to the girl, beg-
ging water to revive him. From the step of
the Sphinx wagon she saw that the prostrate
one was her sweetheart. Forgetting the Task-
master’s wrath, she ran to him.
As she bathed his hot temples and wrists and
TRAGEDY BEFORE SPHINX 43
moistened his parched lips, the man revived.
She hugged him in a protective embrace. The
enfeebled worker managed to rise and to make
a show of resuming his task. The cruel Task-
master had seen the violation of his orders. In
a fury he would have dealt hardly with Miriam.
But the necessity of finishing the job estopped
him. Throwing the water bottle out of the
scene, he rose and started to lash the workers.
T'wo men helped Miriam to her feet. While
the big brute on the cart re-started the drive,
she had quickly slipped out of sight. But the
violent jerk on the ropes caused the enfeebled
lover of the girl to lose his balance. He fell
again, this time in the direct path of the wheels
of the juggernaut.
‘‘Kneel to the King of kings, the Conqueror
of conquerors! Kneel to the mighty Pharaoh
—dogs of Israel!’’
It was the royal Herald shouting from the
steps of the nearest Colossus. The Taskmas-
ter enforced the order. His attendants beat
down the bent backs of the absorbed or un-
willing. The fiail flashed stingingly across the
sullen features of Dathan the Discontented, who
dared once to gaze upwards with a venomous
WOOK ahhe-2
44 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
The Pharaoh came, magnificent, begemmed,
seated in a royal palanquin borne by sixteen
bearers, and preceded by a double file of sol-
diery. The Taskmaster, eager for the royal
favor, bade the Sphinx-moving resume as soon
as the act of obeisance had been made. All
rose to their posts save one—the poor wretch
in the wagon’s path. Stretched flat beneath his
rope, he was unable to get up nor could his
companions pull him away.
The Taskmaster looked towards the Pharaoh
as for a signal. That monarch had seen the
supine figure, but there was no mercy in his
heart.
‘‘Tf a man clog the wheels of the Pharaoh,’’
said Rameses II, ‘‘he shall be ground into the
dust!’’
The overseer’s savage eye lighted as he
urged the wagon on and fulfilled his grudge.
Miriam, the object of his hate, had returned.
Powerless, she saw the huge wheel mangle
her lover to death...
Only after it had passed was she permitted
to come close to the lifeless and mangled
forms G27.
‘‘Lord God of Israel,’? she prayed, uprais-
ing her hand to high Heaven. ‘‘See the afflic-
TRAGEDY BEFORE SPHINX 45
tion of Thy people which are in Egypt, and hear
ATOPY ile oa.
The Pharaoh had a beautiful little son who
was the darling of his eye. The last encounters
of the monarch with the prophets of Israel
should have prepared him for a terrible event-
uality. The Son of Pharaoh was indeed wiser
than he.
As the gaunt prophets entered the full-
panoplied Court and stood at the steps of the
throne before the royal family, the little boy
ran to the side of the throne and cried:
‘“‘Mighty Pharaoh, my Father—this man
(Moses) has tormented us already with
nine plagues! Let us slay him, before a
tenth!’’
Rameses smiled indulgently upon his son.
He was minded (as we have said) to let the
Israelites worship for a little in the wilderness
if that would content them. Yet the haughty
bearing of Moses, who stopped Aaron from
obeisance, provoked him.
Pharaoh rose and imperiously pointed his
hand to the ground in sign of their duty.
*‘T kneel but to One,’’? Moses answered the
monarch, ‘‘the Lord God of Israel, Who hath
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smitten the Egyptians with nine plagues be-
cause thou dost not let His people go!”’
The God of Israel indeed! Pharaoh looked
away to the Altar, where before bright flames
an Egyptian priest was invoking the statues of
Heqt, Pasht and Harmakhis, of Apis, Mnevis
and Anubis. The Captain of the Guard en-
tered the throne room and pledged fealty with
his sword. ‘‘Let more work be laid upon these
idle Israelites!’’ ordered the King as if in an-
swer to the prophet’s pridefulness.
When the Captain departed, Moses mounted
the steps of the throne. His eyes were coals
of fire. His voice had all the portentous qual-
ity of a judgment as he said:
‘“‘Be warned, O Pharaoh, let us Israel de-
part, or God will come into the midst of Egypt,
and all the First Born shall die—from the First
Born of Pharaoh even unto the First Born of
the captive in the dungeon.’’
Pharaoh rose at the astounding message, and
the wife of Pharaoh left her handmaidens and
hastened over to him. She too had heard the
direful words. She clutched the King’s left
wrist and placed her other comely hand upon
his shoulder, as if imploring her consort to stay
his wrath and avert the doom. On Pharaoh’s
‘“LHHdOUd AHL ONIMNOVILV AG NOILVOLIS ASNHL HHL ANON AO HHL
“SJUAIUPUDUWMOTD UAT ay] ‘QANIJNY JUNOUDADA 3Y T,
TRAGEDY BEFORE SPHINX 47
face was defiance. Yet the coal-like eyes of
Moses seemed to burn into the royal pair.
Hiven sans speech his grimly set pose and vis-
age seemed to shout ‘‘Beware!”’
The little boy broke the tense situation by
running in and attacking the Prophet.
He carried a small, elegant, child’s riding
whip with which he lashed furiously. The blows
fell thick and fast on the ample black robe of
the majestical old man, who did not notice them.
The Pharaoh’s face relaxed into the grim-
mest little smile at the fury of his offspring.
He gently put the boy one side, then his face
erew stern again as he asked:
‘““Thinkest thou that the curse of thy God
can destroy the Son of Pharaoh—whose golden
sandals have been beaten from the crowns of
conquered Kings?”’
‘¢Yea, my God is Almighty and must prevail,
even over thee!’’? answered Moses solemnly.
‘Wilt thou be warned and let Israel go?”’
"Twas then (as told in the preceding chap-
ter) that the King and the Prophet mooted the
conditions of the leave-taking until at last the
angered Pharaoh—resolute to deny the com-
plete release that Moses demanded—said he
would kill Moses if the disturber ever showed
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his face at Court again. ‘‘Thou hast spoken
well,’’ said Moses, turning away. ‘‘I shall see
thy face no more!”’
The little lad had watched the altercation.
As the Prophet slowly went down the steps
to rejoin the waiting Aaron, the boy sprang
forward again and whipped the retreating fig-
ure. From the top step he hurled the whip
after the priests of Israel. ...
The divine Pharaoh spoke. ‘‘We are rid
forever of these vain babblers,’’ he announced.
‘‘Let there be dancing and music!’’
Backward the exiting prophets looked upon
a gay and profane scene.
A comely band of gauzily clad musicians
played tinkling and seductive airs. The while,
a lissome young beauty knelt on the great pave
before Pharaoh, then rising with upstretched
arms, whirled ecstatic in passionate dance, the
wide-floating draperies revealing every contour
of her form.
The plaint of Israel—the dread warning—
had been completely obliterated from the hearts
and minds of the dance-enthralled spectators.
. .. Blind to all else, they saw not the terrible
face of Moses.
CHAPTER VII
TWILIGHT OF THE OLD GODS
“And it came to pass that at midnight the Lord
smote all the First Born in the land of Egypt, and
there was a great cry in Egypt—for there was not
a house where there was not one dead!”
Tur Plague of Death!
What awesome images, what wailing and des-
olation, what torture and black despair of the
bereaved, this age-long concept brings up!
A concept of which no faint shadow was ap-
prehended by the modern world till the World
War showed us. Only War (that grisly spec-
ter) can be compared in its devastating mor-
tality to the disease epidemic that anciently
struck swiftly and in an incredibly short time
wiped out the flower of a people. There was
no way, then, of staying these germ-spread (and
often vermin-brought) scourges of humanity.
The death plague which struck Egypt was
escaped by her Israelite slaves. To the Hebrew
the event was a double deliverance.
Lamb’s blood sprinkled that night on the
lintels of every Hebrew dwelling—a rite en-
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foreed by the command of Moses—was the sym-
bol of their immunity. The scourge passed
Goshen by. The hardy helots were untouched
by its ravages....
Instead, all Israel was awake, vibrant and
stirring. The power of God was at work as
expressed through His prophet. He had gone
direct from Pharaoh’s court to the camp of the
leaders and had predicted the end of the
struggle.
The Lord would execute full judgment on
Pharaoh and Kgypt, he told them. The de-
stroying Angel would spare the homes and
the First Born of the Chosen People wherever
the sacrificial lamb was slain and its blood scat-
tered over the door-posts.
They must eat the meat of the Passover (as
he called it), with their robes girded for a
journey, with shoes on their feet, and with
their staves in their hands; and they must eat
it in haste.
Kach family was also enjoined to borrow
from the nearest Egyptians whatever valuables
the latter might lend, particularly jewels of
silver and jewels of gold. The awe of Moses
and the fears of the plague-stricken people
would result in a veritable harvest!
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One is to think now of the country of Goshen
this historic eve as a seething hive, almost
ready to swarm; heads of the households mak-
ing ready the blood-sacrifice—the herdsmen
herding their flocks—the young folks packing
the domestic gear—the children all excitement
and questions as they eagerly helped—the old-
sters levying valuables from the neighbors in
the awesome name of Moses’ cult. The house-
wives stopped baking bread. The leeks, greens
and savories no longer stewed in the pot.
After blood-sprinkling the lintels before every
household, the families sat down to meat and
uncooked herbs—bowing and worshiping as
Moses had commanded, to the God of their
fathers—the God of Abraham, Isaac and
Jacoby
That midnight the Pharaoh sat in the royal
throne room which (save the regal dais) was
empty and deserted. He had wished to be
alone, fighting the inner Furies which assailed
him. Kgypt was sick. The land had not re-
covered from the nine plagues’ visitations.
Pestilence was abroad, so his ministers re-
ported. The Israelites continued refractory.
As the monarch brooded, he was very much
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surprised to hear footsteps, for usually none
dared enter the presence unless when sum-
moned.
Far down the long corridor Rameses recog-
nized the figure of the Bronze Man, an Hthi-
opian who was his favorite attendant. The man
was carrying something—what it was the ob-
scurity of the pillared corridor made it difficult
to distinguish. 'The Pharaoh bent his head
again.
The sound of steps grew louder. The Bronze
Man was followed by the Queen and her at-
tendants. Suppressed sobs were heard, and
commotion—from the Hall of Osiris there came
a wailing as of voices in the distance.
The Bronze Man had cleared the pillars
which partly hid him, and was before the King
of Kings. In his arms he carried a small body.
In a choked voice he said: :
‘‘Mighty Pharaoh, thy Son is dead!’’
Dazed, Rameses received the little body from
the attendant’s arms....
In a near-by corridor the Queen had sunk to
the floor, and with her kneeling attendants was
wailing. ...
Like one transfixed, the Egyptian king held
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the stricken form in his arms while one should
count twenty, then in a strange voice spoke:
‘‘Summon thou Moses!’?
The Prophet was already waiting at the door
of the palace. He answered the summons in-
stantly, for he knew that the hour had come.
Swiftly he passed through the corridor and up
the steps of the throne, then, with outstretched
arm pointing to Pharaoh’s cold and lifeless
burden, told the tragic general calamity of
which the death of Pharaoh’s son was a part.
‘“‘This night the Lord hath smitten all the
First Born in the Land of Egypt, and against
the gods of Egypt hath he executed judg-
ment!’’ He paused and spoke again. ‘‘Now
therefore, O Pharaoh, wilt thou let his people
depart?’’
Shuddering at the enacted doom, his hand
averted and his features agonized, the stricken
man replied:
‘‘Get you forth from among my people, both
ye and the children of Israel, to serve your
Lord. Take your flocks and herds—and_ be-
gone!”’
Moses had triumphed.
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The long sought permission was wrested at
last, and the old Wonder Worker of Horeb
went forth to summon the waiting host.
But what of Pharaoh?
The crazed father could not yet believe his
son was beyond hope.
On the Altar still burned brightly the orange
flames to Anubis the Jackal; Mnevis, the be-
loved Bull God; Harmakhis the hawk-nosed;
Hegt the frog-headed; Pasht the lioness; Apis,
the holy Bull of Memphis.
Bearing his son’s body, Pharaoh carried it
to these age-long protectors of Egypt. Gently
he laid it down at the edge of the Altar, looking
up questioningly at the huge statues. More
brightly the sacrificial flames leaped up! Still
embracing the dead body of his boy and with
the other hand upraised in supplication, he
cried:
‘‘Hearken, ye Gods of Egypt! Show that ye
are stronger than this God of Israel—and call
back life into the body of my Son!”’
Alas! the animal deities heard not nor could
they grant the prayer! Vainly, through the
remaining watches of the night, Pharaoh peti-
tioned their succor.
The rosy hues did not come back to the pal-
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lid cheeks. The lttle frame stiffened in rigor
mortis.
The morning dimness seemed the twilight of
the Old Gods, powerless to restore what the
God of Israel had stricken. Broad day broke
upon their helpless, ugly impassivity, and
Pharaoh’s anger waxed hot against Israel, for
his deified images of metal and stone could
not put life back into the loved form.
At last the King rose, addressing the little
figure on the altar:
‘““My First Born whom I have loved—hear
me! This day shall Israel be ground under
the chariots of EKgypt—thus shalt thou be re-
venged upon their God!”’
Striding across the great hall, Pharaoh
struck the Palace gong three times.
The effect was as of magic.
Headed by their captain, the ever-ready
lancemen of the royal dwelling clattered down
the stairway en masse, their lances first up-
raised, then abased to the King, whilst the cap-
tain of the guard did reverence.
‘¢Sound ye the trumpets!’’ cried Pharaoh in
his blazing wrath. ‘‘Make ready the chariots,
for we shall be avenged a thousand fold upon
these dogs of Israel!’’
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At the Captain’s command, the gleaming
force rushed up the stairway again. There was
much to do, and there was need of haste.
Whilst the trumpet spake, summoning the hosts,
and the Master of the Horse commanded forth
six hundred fighting chariots, the tiring women
girded the terrible King of Kings in his
BLIIOT eee
CHAPTER VIII
THE ESCAPE
“And it came to pass, even the selfsame night, that
all the hosts of the Lord went out from the land of
Egypt.”
Stx hours before the mighty Rameses gave
the command to his army of chariots to pursue,
all Israel was on the march.
All Israel had been ready, and the word of
Moses flew in the quick orders of his lieuten-
ants and the speeding of his swift messengers
to every part of the little province of Goshen.
The objective of the host was the wilderness
on the east, where the Red Sea sends up an
arm to the place now known as Suez.
‘‘Tsrael is free! Israel is free!’’
Miriam cried the tidings from the high ped-
iment of one of the Colossi. Dathan roared
it with full-sounding fury against the oppressor.
Joshua, born to command, magnificently voiced
the soul-thrilling message of Moses.
‘“‘Take ye your goods and your cattle and
all that ye have got from the Egyptians to serve
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the Lord in the wilderness. Haste ye forth
from Raamses unto Succoth, for this night God
hath freed Israel!’’
Very unwarlike the Exodus must have looked
on that balmy Spring night three thousand
years ago.
The rays of the full moon cast a weird light
on the strangest pilgrimage of history.
At its head the majestic Prophet with his
tall gnarled staff, pointing the way to the
moon-lit desert beyond the shadows of the
great Avenue of Sphinxes.
Behind him a multitude whose vastness could
only be guessed but was momentarily increased
by country folk and their herds coming from
many directions. Flocks of sheep and goats;
long double files of camels, the immemorial
ships of the desert; innumerable kine, driven
reluctant from their Goshen pasturages; asses
and mules, the colts trotting beside the mothers
and snatching nutrition at the shortest halt;
the Israelite children and their pets, playful
lambs and kids whose hops, skips and jumps
were very bothersome; here and there, a bob-
_ bing howdah showing where some rich Hebrew
transported his folk behind curtains in camel-
THE ESCAPE 59
back grandeur; the bed-ridden old women in
their wagons; the vast mass of able-bodied men,
women and children trudging along afoot, bur-
dened with loads of gear.
The girl Miriam carried one of the biggest
of these packs. She was good to the little ones
and to the aged, helping start them on their
way before taking up her burden. The glorious
hope of new happiness mended her sorely
stricken spirit, and even the dour Dathan
seemed to share her curiously uplifted mood.
... As for the gathered thousands of the freed
people, they were laughing, crying, running and
jumping in their joy. No exertion seemed too
great, no sacrifice of home-leaving too much,
in the ravishing prospect of liberty from their
bondage.
Dawn found the motley, variegated host
struggling o’er the bare, curved slopes and
sand hills that precede the declivity of the Red
Sea.
Gayly hued and beautiful the pilgrimage was
in the bright lights of the morning, stretching
along many a mile in wavy irregular serpen-
tine; the colorful costumes of the folks and the
warm color tones of the animals set against
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background of yellow desert and intense blue
sky! But the helplessness of it. ... None
knew whither he was going or what might hap.
A host of unwarlike people setting out into
the desert! What folly, what mad tempting of
Fate it appears!
There was need of the Wonder Worker,
Israel’s leader, who alone could give guidance.
The desert Prophet invoked the aid of Je-
hovah.
Before they made their second camp at
Etham on the wilderness’ edge, a dark cloud
to the eastward revealed and set their course.
At night the same cloud flashed fire and gave
them light.
It would have been a quick journey across the
northern neck of Suez to the land of Philistia
which bordered their Promised new home of
Canaan.
But what chance had they—yesterday’s bond
slaves—to withstand the proved prowess of the
Philistines?
Canaan (or Palestine, as we now know it)
would have to be entered far to the southeast
by way of Sinai.
Were it possible that the shoals of the Red
THE ESCAPE 61
Sea might be crossed, avoiding the warlike
tribes farther up?
(Napoleon Bonaparte—the reader should be
reminded—more than thirty centuries later
made that difficult passage, though he nearly
lost his life.)
Moses under God inclined their course until
they found themselves opposite the westerly
arm of the Sea.
The course must have seemed to those who
knew the country stark madness! Behind them,
rocky hills; to the north and south, natural
avenues of attack in the stretch of beaches; be-
fore them, the seemingly impassable Red Sea.
A natural trap! The children of Israel were
cornered. ... Or were they? ...
‘‘And he made ready his chariot, and gath-
ered before the great gates of Raamses six
hundred chariots—and all the chariots of Egypt
—and captains over every one of them.’’
The tocsin sounded Pharaoh’s charge.
For hours the soldiery had been massing for
the expedition, and at last all was ready.
The horses ramped at the bits, the drivers
held them back with taut muscles, the fighters
armed themselves and leaped to the platforms.
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Ag the Pharaoh in his royal chariot at the
front said ‘‘Go!’’ the primitive battle array of
antiquity’s mightiest kingdom hurtled itself out
of the Avenue of Sphinxes and sped over the
eastern sands in pursuit of the fugitive slaves.
Little recked they for spill or collision as
on, on, they plunged in mad haste to make the
objective! Wrecks here and there—even the
erisly spectacle of a jumbled up lot of men and
horses precipitated headlong down a sand cliff
—did not halt the general mass. Speed, speed,
SPEED! was the all-essential—speed to catch
the fugitives before they could seek the refuge
of the Wilderness’ stony spaces. The broad
track of the pursued lay in front. There was
no mistaking the innumerable footprints. They
had but to go on quickly, and the quarry would
be theirs. |
Rameses and all the soldiers bereaved in the
terrible Tenth Plague exulted in their revenge.
Not a man nor a man-child of the runaways
should be spared until the full blood-lust was
satiated!
Panic seized the Israelitish host at the awful
sight of the deadly chariot army bearing down
upon them, The appearance of Pharaoh in
THE ESCAPE 63
arms could mean but one thing—their annihi-
lation! They cried to Heaven in their extrem-
ity, many surrendered to black despair as if
already lost, even the leaders quaked and trem-
bled and bitterly regretted they had listened to
the voice of Moses. Panic would have turned
to indiscriminate flight, but there was nowhere
to flee. The galloping horses of the Egyptians,
thundering down the sands to the camp, would
overtake the speediest runner.
A cry ‘‘Moses! Moses!’’ went up.
That venerable old man, with Miriam and
Aaron, was standing on a point of land jutting
into the water. Eyes shaded by his hand, he
was gazing across one of the long indentations
of the shore, towards Pharaoh’s approaching
host. He was calm, but Aaron was frightened
and Miriam was weeping.
Frantically the people crowded out toward
the little peninsula, wailing, imploring, begging,
praying the Prophet to save them. Thousands
of hands were outstretched to him in agony.
Crying children tugged for protection at their
mothers’ skirts. The mothers’ sheer terror
caused the children’s cries to be unheeded.
A tall dark man of saturnine cast pushed his
way through the wailing throng and bearded
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the Prophet. It was Dathan, and his venom-
ous words were like the serpent’s stab.
‘Because there were no graves in HKgypt,
hast thou taken us away to die in the wilder-
ness? For is not this the word that we did
tell thee in Egypt, Let us alone, to serve the
Egyptians? Truly it had been better for us
to serve the Egyptians than to die here at their
hands!’’
The Prophet surveyed the man ealmly,
silently without deigning an answer. A minute,
thus; then he lifted his face and arms to the
sky as one in communion with his Maker.
Glancing yet again at the oncoming army in
the distance, he turned to the host of the people
and proudly said:
‘“‘Hear ye not, stand still, and see the salva-
tion of the Lord which he will show to you to-
day!’’ He prophesied again:
‘‘Hear and dread shall fall upon them! By
the greatness of thy arm, O Lord, they shall be
as still as a stone—till thy people pass over.’’
Was it vaunting or was it prophecy? Or
knowledge of Nature, and Nature’s God?
Far down the beach, a barrage of yellow-
red flames appeared, blocking the Egyptians’
path. A south wind fanned the flames into
THE ESCAPE 65
fantastic, mounting shapes, and rolled the black-
gray smudge into the horses’ faces. Pharaoh
halted his chariot, and the army of the char-
loteers drew up behind him. Through the
transparent orange-like fires, as the smudge
cloud swayed this way and that, Pharaoh and
his men could see the camp of Israel. But there
was no way of passing the living death, and
Pharaoh perforce stopped the advance, aghast
at the strange barrage: when it did not shortly
abate, he ordered rest and supper....
Yes, it was evening, and the Israelites in
their camp noticed an even stranger thing.
The sky in the east had cleared, and the heavens
towards the Egyptians were blackened. As
night drew on, the pillar of cloud protected the
children of Israel, whilst its flashes gave them
light to see. The two hosts were sundered as
if by mountain walls!
The Hebrews slept peacefully, awaiting the
orders of their commander which would come
just before the gray light of the early dawn.
For Pharaoh and his officers ’twas a restless
and foreboding night, worn by unending argu-
ments about the strange nature of the phenom-
enon and savage threats of what they would
do on the morrow when it had passed... .
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CHAPTER Ix
DELIVERANCE OF THE SEA
Aut that night a strong east wind blew and
gradually lowered the shoals... .
The treacherous Red Sea!
What secrets it could tell if its age-long
waters were articulate! Of man’s might con-
quered and God’s power triumphant; of battle,
sudden death, defeat and victory; of Napoleon
himself almost entoiled in 1798, whereat the
course of modern times might have changed
and even World War might have been averted;
of peaceful yoking of Red and Mediterranean
by Suez Canal, giving Britain the way of the
Seven Seas! More sphinx-like than the
sphinxes, more majestic in its pyramidal power
than the Pyramids of Gizeh confronting it, its
bosom carried the galleys that brought to Med-
iterranean littorals the wealth of Ormus and
of Ind, the gold of Ophir, the frankincense of
Arabia and the other precious things that
pleased the divinities of Egyptian and of Jew:
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68 THK TEN COMMANDMENTS
thus a peaceful beneficent Neptune, were not
its wild heart untamed!
Like the awesome God-indwelling voleano of
Mount Sinai on its jutting peninsula, the Red
Sea’s mercy was mysterious, its violence sud-
den and incalculable.
Man’s might and boast were puny and vain
beside it.
Only the old Prophet of the adjacent Horeb
desert—he who had walked with God and di-
vined divine Nature—knew aught of the riddle
of its winds and waves... .
In that early dawn when the barrage be-
twixt the two hosts was slowly dissipating,
Pharaoh and his captain made reconnoissance.
‘‘See!’? cried the monarch, pointing off in
the distance. ‘‘These dogs of Israel are already
girded and afoot. Gird ye quickly, yoke ye
the horses and the chariots, for ’tis my decree
that the people of Moses be blotted out this
day!’
‘‘It shall be done, O King of Kings!’’ re-
plied the captain with low obeisance. ‘‘Hven
as the corn at the sharp edge of the reaping
sickle, shall they be cut down. Your swift
forces shall overwhelm them before yon east-
ern sun hath fairly lit their path!’’
DELIVERANCE OF THE SEA 69
As soon as the brief preparations were com-
pleted, the Pharaoh, once again his bold im-
petuous vainglorious self, led the van....
Not a man of the twelve hundred warriors and
charioteers doubted that instant victory would
be theirs. . . . Scarcely a battle indeed, but a
carnage that should satiate the vengeful blood
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But Moses’s look was toward the sea, where
the waters had shoaled under the whipping of
the night wind. The fury of Atolus was un-
abated. With each successive blast the waters
raced out like a tidal bore, churning and foam-
ing like veritable cascading walls! Miriam
and Aaron were wonderstruck at the strange
spectacle, the while Dathan and others of little
faith continued to gaze northward at Pharaoh’s
army, giving themselves up as lost.
The Prophet’s eye for a moment swept the
nearer and the distant scene—the host of Israel,
and the host of Egypt—as he cried: ‘‘Set ye
forth!’’ The caravan of a people on the march
was afoot for its journey. The herdsman had
rounded up the cattle, the little ones and the
invalids were in their wagons, the packmen and
packwomen took up their burdens. ...
Set forth—but whither?
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The people were already at the water’s edge,
Pharaoh’s chariots about to thunder on them
from behind, and the long strip of beach to
the southward was devoid of refuge. Around
Moses they gathered as they had the day be-
fore, huddled and frightened.
Moses raised his arms towards Heaven. ‘‘O
Lord God, deliver thou us, even the deliver-
ance of the Sea!?’’
He lowered his eyes to the boiling maelstrom
in front of him, and stretched his right hand
out over it.
Hach side the central shoal the waters had
parted till they seemed like a wall upon the
right hand and a wall upon the left. Between
them, the shallow place was rapidly drying in
the first rays of the sun.
Veritably ‘‘the floods stood upright in a heap,
and the depths were congealed in the heart of
the sea.’’
Moses turned to the fear-struck suppliants.
Poised like a figure of Victory, he pointed with
grand gesture to the path of safety.
‘‘Hear not’’—there was a triumphant note
in his voice, albeit one of deep reverence—
‘‘fear not to pass through the deep waters—
for the Lord fighteth on our side!’’
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CHAPTER XXVII
THE WAGES OF SIN
... THE Chinese maid appeared, a slender,
moon-faced girl of sixteen, arrayed in Celes-
tial silk jacket and trousers. ‘‘Geef Mistaire
McTavish hees hat an’ cane!’’ Sally com-
manded. She had ‘‘shipped’’ troublesome ad-
mirers before. Dan was out in the middle of
the room, his jaw set and his eyes ugly. As
the servant offered the gear, he knocked the
hat one way, the cane the other; then he strode
to the door and bade the astonished girl get
out!
Her trousered legs took it on the run toward
the inner apartment, but Dan caught her by the
shoulder and jerked her around, terrified. She
was facing the door now. ‘‘March!’’ said Dan
threateningly. She gave an imploring look to
her mistress, looked at Dan with redoubled
terror, and dove through the door as if cata-
pulted. Dan shut and fastened it.
‘‘Now, listen,’? he said to Sally, fiercely.
‘*T’ve got to have those pearls!’’
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He crossed the room. But if he thought her
cowed, he was mistaken. Hor Sally had jumped
from her chair, and, as he came, defended her-
self behind a heavy Jap screen she tried to
crash down upon him. He tossed it sidewise,
and was after her. Now a chair, now a table,
was between them. She dodged with catlike
quickness. Once he had her, but she wriggled
out.
Again he caught her, and this time he made
sure by throwing her bodily on to a settee and
pinning her there! Bearing down upon her so
she could not escape, Dan wrested the rope of
pearls from Sally’s neck.
He was on his feet in another moment, stuff-
ing the gems in his vest pocket, then pick-
ing up his hat and stick. He paused at the
door.
‘‘Now get this!’? he addressed the despoiled
and half recumbent Sally. ‘‘I’m going to sell
out this joint—and I’m through with you, for:
ever !’’
She started up, and held out to him the news-
paper she had been studying before his com-
ing.
‘‘You’re not through with me, Dan McTav-
ish,’’ her voice had the quality of a doom,
THK WAGES OF SIN 211
‘‘vou’ll never be through with me, as long as
you live!’’
The startling words arrested him. He
crossed over and looked at the paper.
The headlines were flaring and unmistakable:
BEAUTIFUL WOMAN FROM
MOLOKAI LEPER ISLAND
STILL ELUDES CAPTURE.
Dan glanced at Sally Lung. What on earth
had that to do with them?
Dan returned to the paper.
‘Guarded references made at the United
States Secret Service headquarters to-day,’’ he
read on, ‘‘indicated that the search is still on
for the mysterious young woman who disap-
peared from the Leper Island of Molokai many
months ago.
‘‘Almost worthy of a movie plot is the back-
ground of this particular activity of the Gov-
ernment agents. In fact, no information is
forthcoming except that she is beautiful—and
clever—’’
Slowly Dan sensed a terror, as yet vague,
nameless, indefinite. Sally was moving away.
Her voice, as it floated back, linked the impend-
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ing horror with him: ‘‘Something tells me that
you’re going to pay heavy duty on those bales
of jute—which you sneaked in from Calcutta!’’
Caleutta—Sally—the girl out of the jute—the
beautiful leper! Dan shuddered. Could it pos-
sibly be? It would mean— Why, leprosy was
a living death—supposing he had been in am-
orous contact with it for months! Livid with
horror, he sought her, the paper still in his
hand.
‘‘Are you the Molokai outcast?’’
It was Sally’s moment. Let him writhe in
his agony—let him find out—yes or no! She
gave him a contemptuous look as if to say:
‘‘You will know.’’ She passed between the por-
tiéres, pausing only to say: ‘‘Good-by, Danny !”’
The farewell was a mocking leer.
McTavish looked at his hands. Already they
seemed scarred with the dread disease. Wildly
he thought of the evil case of his family and
himself. Branded! By that French-Chinese
beast! He looked again. Yes, she had fixed
him, was his thought, but she could not get away
with it—the slut, the Miriam, the scatterer of
disease and death! He’d fix her.
The maddened man pulled the pistol from
his hip and fired through the curtains.
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Following the shot came no outcry, hardly
a groan—only a crunching sound as one by one
the portiéres, pulled by an unseen weight, tore
from the rings that held them up. ... As the
last one fell to the floor, the dying Sally was
seen on the floor beyond.
Sally had raised herself a little with dif-
ficulty on one arm. ... With the strange sto-
hdity of the Oriental she addressed her final
thrust. ‘*‘ Danny—dear—l’ll—tell—the—devil
—you—won’t—be—far—behind!’’ The last
words were all but inaudible. Sally fell back
dead.
The murderer peered over her, his gun still
in his hand. Unseen by him, the China maid,
peeking over the transom, had been an agonized
spectator. The slayer, yet untouched by re-
morse, but instantly driven back to thought of
self, planned a way out.
Carefully he laid the pistol within the right
palm of his victim to evidence a suicide, then
stepped over her prostrate form and with
rapid, stealthy gait, let himself out the back
stairs, and so into the street.
Dan sought temporary nirvana in the bottle
after reaching home, though there’s no place
214 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
nor condition in this world where a man may
- hide from his conscience.
The hour was late and the house still.
But the surging images in his brain were a
troop of avenging Furies lashing him with scor-
pion-like stings.
To gloat over the recovered pearls was but
to recall the branding of the leprous taint—
the murder of Sally—his mother’s fate—the
ruin of him, body and soul!
He reached for the liquor and found the con-
tainer empty.
Feverishly he got the keys and opened the
ample sideboard cellaret.
As he crouched low to find the liquor, he saw
John’s gift of Mother’s portrait, shoved in
there alongside the bottles. He took it ‘out
and contemplated the lineaments of Her who
fondly loved him—and died through his vil-
lainy of cement cheating. Sobbingly he spoke
to her:
‘Oh, Mommy—I wish I’d listened to you—
if I could only start all over again!’’
Strange! The Red Commandment limned it-
self in bright letters across her face, even as
the Highth Commandment had formed athwart
the Twin Tablets of his wrecked church.
¢Hd ATAISSOd LI | LSvVad LYHLI Ad | GHONVU
‘SJUIUIPUDUIMOTD UAT aYT *QANJIIT JUNOWDAD YT
THE WAGES OF SIN 215
THOU SHALT NOT KILL!
Slowly the writing vanished.
Dan, maniacal, reached for the first bottle,
smashed off its top against the sideboard door.
He took one—two—three glassfuls of the liquid,
and his mania became a drunken frenzy.
Escape! Why not?
Other lands, other scenes, would harbor him.
To h—ll with the foolish Commandments!
Suppose he had broken them, even the Red
One against murder!
Drunkenly he stood and half spoke, half
chanted. |
‘‘Ship me somewhere
East of Suez—
Where the best is
Like the worst—
Where there ain’t no
Ten Commandments
And aman ¢@an raise
A thirst.’’
Drunkenly his gaze rested on the day’s news-
paper:
BEAUTIFUL WOMAN FROM
MOLOKAI LEPER ISLAND
STILL ELUDES CAPTURE.
—then it strayed to the framed cabinet of his
wife on the mantelpiece... .
GEA PDR RX ooVv CLL
MaRyY!
Kiven through the fumes of alcohol, he was
stunned by a new fear—
The fear of having branded her!
Behind it came other black thoughts of event-
ualities he had often calculated as regarding
her if anything happened to him. John, for
instance. He must go to her—NOW! There
was much to be told and done. Still half mud-
dled, he sought his wife’s bedchamber.
She lay sleeping peacefully on the wall side
of the great bed in the spacious chamber.
Since her vain attempt to wrest the secret of
Faith from the Bible, life for Mary had as-
sumed a more somber hue—yet Dan had not
been communicative about his troubles; ear-
nestly she hoped the warning of the disaster
might lead to new paths. Mary had at least
learned loyalty and sacrifice from John.
Blindly she had groped for his hand in the
dark moment when Dan was alone with the dy-
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218 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
ing mother; groped for it, clasped it, and been
reassured through his granite-like strength and
unfaltering devotion to duty.
Dan entered the bedchamber, switching on
the ight. He looked again at the story about
the Molokai leper refugee, then from it to the
sleeping form.
He moved to the bed. The noise and the light
woke her; she sat up and gazed astonished at
her haggard, distraught husband. ‘‘Why—
what—what’s the matter?’’ she faltered.
‘‘Mary—l’ve just killed that woman!’’ said
Dan hoarsely, edging over to her and showing
the newspaper article, of which she just caught
the headlines. What he was saying, the sequel
of his confession, was so unbelievably horrible
that she recoiled. He misunderstood her, and
the demon of jealousy mastered his drink-
erazed brain.
‘‘Don’t think you’re going from me to John!”’
cried the ruined man. ‘‘You’re not going, I
say, because you won’t dare!
‘*You’re branded, the same as I am!’’—Mary
gasped—‘‘and where I go, my wife goes with
me!’? He would have laid hands on her, but
she, now fully realizing the taint of his touch,
jumped backward as from a viper.
MARY! 219
Backed up against the head-rest—her eyes
and countenance frenzied with fear—she
grasped the bedside telephone receiver and up-
raised it as a weapon. ‘‘If you touch me,”’
cried Mary, ‘‘I’ll kill you!’’ She was like some
beautiful little animal, cruelly cornered and at
bay.
The police had had little difficulty in trailing
the man who committed the pistol murder in
Grant Avenue. Not only the Chinese maid’s
story, but the tell-tale evidences he had left,
pointed to the late Sally’s paramour, Dan
McTavish. A ‘‘bull’? and a uniformed man
went to the Mason Street address. They routed
out the butler, found Dan’s hat and stick in
the entrance hall, and walked up the stairs,
though the man had protested that Mrs. Mc-
Tavish was alone and asleep.
The detective (who was not a bad sort)
knocked before invading her privacy.
The distraught couple came to a dead pause
as they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
‘The police!’’ whispered Dan fearfully. The
knock almost immediately followed.
‘‘QOnick!’? whispered Mary. ‘‘Get in bed be-
hind me!’’
220 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
Loyal wife, her loyalty made her forget all
else save Dan’s being her husband and the
police must not take him. She helped pull him
over, then hid him behind her, under the silk
sheets and coverlets.
‘*Come in!’’ said Mary.
The plain clothes man who led the others
stopped a minute as he opened the door, his
trained eyes looking for some sign of Dan.
‘‘Didn’t I hear you talking to some one?’’ he
asked.
Mary smiled and picked up the telephone in-
strument. ‘‘Good-by, dear!’’ she addressed a
postulated intimate over the phone. ‘‘ We'll
have tea to-morrow.’’
Mary put back the receiver, enacting per-
fectly the réle of milady interrupted in answer-
ing a casual call over the wire. ‘‘That was
all,’’ she said.
With equal cool assurance she denied Dan’s
being about, though the hawkshaws had found
hat and cane on the hall rack. The detective
snooped around. He pulled out from under
the bed Dan’s $25,000 rope of pearls, which
had fallen to the floor during Dan’s and Mary’s
struggle.
Indeed, she had dropped it with a shudder
MARY! 221
when he, in making confession, put it in her
hand—dropped it, the foul thing, as infected
with the taint of Sally.
Now, in her high resolve to save her husband,
she pretended the pearls were hers.
‘*So glad you found them!’’ she told the
officer. ‘‘They had been mislaid, and I was
looking everywhere!’’
The Eye of the Law was baffled in its ferret-
ting. Mary’s quick wit, and the absolutely
natural position of the pillow shams and bed
quilt behind her averted suspicion. Everything
seemed to point to the inference that Dan had
not yet come in. The detective approached her
again and spoke:
‘‘T have a warrant for the arrest of your
husband on a charge of murder!’’ He looked
around again and resolved to make a further
search. ‘‘I must ask you to dress—meanwhile
we’ll wait downstairs.”’
Tensely Mary watched him depart and close
the door on the privacy of her chamber.
Tensely, as conscious of her heart-beats and
of the warm body behind her, she counted the
audible footsteps of the men going down the
stairs. ... When all was quiet she threw off
the shroud of the fugitive.... The partner
222 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
she had shielded came forth, haggard, con-
tripe. 28. :.
‘‘Mary, you’ve been wonderful,’’ he said,
‘fand I’m rotten all through. If I believed in
a God—I’d ask Him to bless you.’’
His hands groped forward, hesitatingly—
the first sign of an affection he had denied her
for many months. He withdrew them again as
the thought of his uncleanness smote him...
There came the look of the hunted into his
eyes at a sound of the movement of the officers
below. Outdoors it was raining hard. The
rain drops struck him through the half-open
window that gave on a fire exit.
That way, escape! ‘There was only one re-
source, desperate as it seemed, that might yet
avail. Only he must get out of this.
‘‘T’ll try for Mexico in the motor boat,’’ said
Dan, hoarsely. He turned at the window ledge
in a last look at the recumbent form which lay
quiet in the reaction of despair.
‘‘Horget me, Mary,’’ he said, in a dreadful
voice, ‘‘and if you can—forgive me!’’ He
stepped out into the storm....
To Mary, who still lay there, there was no
avenue of freedom, only the prospect of living
death. ...She had embraced the leper’s
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‘SJUPIPUDUMOD UAT ay 7 ‘AANJIIY JUNOUVAD I
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MARY! 223
leman, shielded him with her own body—and
in the act of self-sacrifice branded herself... .
It was as Dan had said, she dared not seek a
refuge—not even John. ... John least of all,
whom she loved....
The curse of the filthy pleasure-lovers (was
it not on her hands now?) made her an outcast.
And then Mary visioned the lapping, lapping
waters of the sea, converting her slow living
death into a quick one... . The all-cleansing
sea, Nirvana of her agony, merciful ending of
life’s despair, how it flowed and lapped over her
vileness as she sank down into its embrace.
... A convulsive, short struggle, and then the
eternal sleep! Better that way than face the
hideousness of death-in-life.... There was
but one human being to whom she must say
farewell. ... Poor Mary sought a book of
poems John long ago had given her. Within
it was his nosegay of their old time courting.
. . . Across one of the beautiful sonnets from
the Portuguese she scrawled the word: Good-
by! ... She would leave the book—with his
faded orange blossoms—at his window as she
sped to the tryst with the sea!
She too was soon out into the night... .
CHAPTER XXIX
THE LAW INEXORABLE
Dan MoTavisu’s craft, named the Defiance,
was one of the swiftest craft along the West
Coast, nor was there a more skillful skipper
in deep-sea motoring than Dan. He had figured
it out that a few miles’ journey to an unfre-
quented shore would place him out of the reach
of the officers, thence he might cruise by easy
stages and avoiding the populated beaches to
Mexico. The Defiance always carried a reserve
of fuel, water and provisions for a voyage.
He was now to put his seamanship to a su-
preme test, for the wildness of the night chal-
lenged man in a sort of mocking fury.
‘‘She’s running a pretty heavy sea, Boss,’’
warned the old boathouse keeper, whose bunk
was in the loft. ‘‘You’ve picked some night for
a joy-ride!’’ He did his best to dissuade, but
the other was adamant.
‘‘Heave off!’’ cried Dan, jumping into the
craft and testing the engines. The machinery
of the ‘‘kicker’’ sang with a smooth cadence.
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226 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
It throbbed, a creature of power eager to meet
the hurricane, though already it was be-tossed
by the waves of the usually quiet reach.
The Defiance shot into the angrier waters of
the bay, Dan guiding it from the wheel in the
direction of the Golden Gate. The city lights
from the shore—presently the winking light-
houses—were the only clews in the night’s
blackness till a fierce storm broke and heaven’s
lightnings revealed the awful chasms and leap- |
ing mountains of water across which the De-
fiance was eareering.
As he came into the open sea, the might of
old Ocean whipped boat and mariner as Niag-
ara would whip a cockleshell. It was impossi-
ble to lay a course. Gallantly the engines re-
sponded, but the wild, screaming blast from the
nor’west, sweeping at a seventy-five mile gait,
churned the waters into a hell of fury in which
power was powerless!
The churning hell of them bore resistlessly
against a rockbound coast. Successive light-
ning flashes revealed—now but a short distance
away—outstanding crags and precipices that
would crumple up a Leviathan. The engines
died. Frantically the doomed mariner flung
open the hood and tried to start them. No use!
THE LAW INEXORABLE = 227
Water had come in, vital parts had snapped
under the terrific strains—the creature of
power was silent forever! In another moment
or two its now water-freighted corpse would
be buried—or smashed, to splinters on the
ledges.
For Dan—glancing upward in the first faint
light of that ghastly cyclonic dawn—now saw
directly ahead and but a hundred feet away,
two great crags like those of Sinai on which the
divine text was written, fantastical shapes of
the great stone Tablets of the Law! From
their extremities extended cruel ledges, on one
of which the Defiance was about to strike.
Raising despairing hands, he leaped for life,
but found Death in the maelstrom. To his
startled dying eyes—as the Fury that had shat-
tered him, upraised him—appeared the Ten
Commandments across the face of Nature’s
rude sculpture.
J
Thou shalt have no other GODS...
II
Thou shalt not make... any
graven image.
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Til
Thou shalt not take the name of
thy Lord . <7.
IV
Remember the SABBATH DAY...
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HONOR thy Father... thy
Mother...
VI
THOU SHALT NOT KILL!
VII
Thou shalt not commit ADUL-
FOOD Nes
VIII
THOU SHALT NOT STEAL!
TX
Thou shalt not bear FALSE
WITNESS.
x
THOU SHALT NOT COVET!
THE LAW INEXORABLE 229
Weirdly the waters made sport of him that
had once been Dan McTavish. Cruelly they
smashed up the Defiance, at the splintered
name-board of which the drowning man had
clutched. Corpse and wrecked boat timbers,
the sea at last tossed them both alike on a
watery sandspit in the lee of the fury. More
softly now the waters washed them, more
ghastly the end appeared.
Only Dan’s dead form lying below the great
cliff, one arm flung over a splintered piece of
the boat bearing its name—Defiance—only this
remained of the once insouciant spirit that de-
fied the decrees of God and man! He had
broken them all—all the Commandments—then
they had Sroken him! The eternal law of the
ages had exacted the penalty.
CHAPTER XxX
LIGHT OF THE WORLD
Awnp what of Mary?
We left her in the small watches of the night,
also fleeing to a tryst with the sea—the all-
cleansing sea, in whose death-dealing embrace
she meant to end her misery.
For that tragic bridal were needed neither
dress nor circumstance. Clad but in her shift
—Neptune would clasp her; a short, choking
struggle; then oblivion! She, the leprous out-
east, would no longer burden existence. But
before going she must leave the good-by keep-
sakes for her beloved.
The sturdy John was reading at his work-
shop desk during the wee sma’ hours. Tiny,
the terrier—Mary’s gift—snoozed comfortably
atop the desk, but his doggy naps didn’t inter-
fere with his watch and ward. ‘Tiny felt a
peculiar proprietorship in his master....
Through the rain Mary staggered to the win-
dow.... Fondly she put the good-by book
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232 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
where John would see it, and placed thereupon
the dried orange blossoms, then turned despair-
ingly to seek the river. ...
Within the warm, lighted shop Tiny was
broadly awake and sniffing. His master
watched him curiously. Tiny jumped down
from the desk and trotted to the window. The
hittle dog was all excitement. John got up to
see what roused him. The carpenter could just
distinguish a retreating figure whose outlines
somehow were familiar.
He ran out of the door and overtook her.
In the semi-light he saw it was Mary! Mary
in a night shift and hatless, Mary distrait and
cowering. ‘‘It’s the end of everything for me,
John!’’ she said in a strange voice. ‘‘I’m go-
ing where I can find peace!’’ . . . And would
have left him. ... |
But John seized her hands to stop her. He
put a protective arm over her rain-soaked
shoulder, drawing her into the house. She
shuddered. ‘‘Don’t touch me!’’ she cried.
“‘T’m branded!’’ Though she resisted, he
brought her in and sat her down in a low chair
at the window betwixt the desk and the table.
‘‘Now there,’’ said John—
A Paramount Picture. The Ten Commandments
CORPSE AND WRECKED BOAT—THE SEA TOSSED THEM BOTH
ON A WATERY SAND SPIT.
LIGHT OF THE WORLD — 233
‘*You’re not—not branded with anything ex-
cept FEAR!’
For answer she showed him her hands, point-
ing to what she told him were white patches of
the leprosy. The leper girl from Molokai—
Dan’s infatuation—the murder of Sally—the
communication of the taint to herself by con-
tact with Dan: the story came forth brokenly
out of the distraught brain dominated by the
fixed resolve of suicide.
‘‘Mary, there is only one Man who can help
you!’’ said John, gravely.
‘‘He gave his life to free the world from
Fear. He is a Man you have forgotten!”’
The girl heard his words as if in a haze.
Was there by any chance hope? The good
chap was turning to the New Testament and
finding a chapter from Matthew.
Oh, that! As if the tiresome Book of John
and his poor mother’s oft perusal, offered any
surcease to-day!
Mary laid her head on her arm wearily.
Hope dashed, she must submit to the reading.
‘‘Hor what is a man profited if he shall gain
the whole world and lose his own soul?’’ The
grave, even tones of John woke a tiny echo of
234 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
aspiration, a vague yearning to a Power over
and beyond the finite.
‘¢ And behold, there came to Him a leper, and
worshiped Him.’’
Mary saw the rude barn and the Divine way-
farer, there resting. Saw the shaggy-haired
peasants, and feminized the poor stricken leper
in evil case like her own. “T'was a girl of golden
beauty—all but her hands, which were veiled
in long wrist-cloths. Her face was infinitely
piteous and appealing.
While the peasants drew back and muttered
‘‘Unclean! Unclean!’’ the girl approached and
sank to her knees in front of the Saviour. She
bowed her head, and ventured to touch the hem
of His garment.
‘‘Lord—if Thou wilt, Thou canst make me
clean !’’
Lo, Jesus was laying His hands on hers with
sweet compassion. His voice (as John read)
took on a clarion note—the majestical tones of
a divine beneficence that yielded up life itself
to save the world.
“T WILL. ARISE, BE THOU MADE
CLEAN !”?
To Mary’s inner ear a heavenly choir seemed
singing:
LIGHT OF THE WORLD ~ 235
“‘Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee!
Let the waiter and the blood,
From thy crimson side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save from wrath and make me pure!
Nothing in my hands I bring,
Only to Thy cross I cling.’’
The hymn in her heart lifted her as the girl
arose and stood, as it were, transfigured before
Jesus. She had torn off her wrist-cloths. Ee-
static, beautiful in her cleanness, she showed
the Christ-Man her restored lily-white hands.
... The vision faded. ... John stopped and
laid down the book.
Mary was standing at the window gazing at
her own hands. Suddenly her face was suf-
fused with joy. The day had broken and every
object stood out in the distinct light of full
dawn.
‘‘Look, John,’’ cried Mary. ‘‘In the light,
it’s gone.’? Her once scarred hands were void
of blemish!
‘‘Yes, Mary,’’ replied the man who had al-
ways loved her, ‘‘in the LIGHT—it’s gone!”’
He smiled with a strange radiance.
She was at his feet—his hand on her head,
236 THE TEN COMMANDMENTS
her lovely brown head resting on her arm upon
his knee, while her clear eyes, looking off in
space, seemed to say that the healing of Jesus
east out fear too with disease and opened a
vista of unending happiness. ...
Let us leave them there in their new-found
happiness. For John and Mary knew that the
tie that bound them was stronger than all the
principalities and powers of evil. Their love
was sealed by the Divine mercy. True to the
Law of the Ages defied by Dan with such tragic
penalty (of which they were soon to know),
they were to go down the adventurous ways of
life, hand in hand together.
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lion sea-faring men—a Captain Scraggs, owner of the green
vegetable freighter Maggie, Gibney the mate and McGuff-
ney the engineer.
THE LONG CHANCE
A story fresh from the heart of the West, of San Pasqual,
a sun-baked desert town, of Harley P. Hennage, the best
gambler, the best and worst man of San Pasqual and of
lovely Donna.
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- THE EVERLASTING WHISPER
‘The story of a strong man’s struggle against savage nature and humane
ity, and of a beautiful girl’s regeneration from a spoiled child of wealth into
a courageous strong-willed woman.
DESERT VALLEY
A college professor sets out with his daughter to find gold. They meet
a rancher who loses his heart, and become mvolved in a feud. An intensely
exciting story.
MAN TO MAN
Encircled with enemies, distrusted, Steve defends his rights. How he
won his game and the girl he loved is the story filled wtth breathless
situations.
THE BELLS OF SAN JUAN
Dr. Virginia Page is forced to go with the sheriff on a night journey
into the strongholds of a lawless band. Thrills and excitement sweep the
reader along to the end.
JUDITH OF BLUE LAKE RANCH
Judith Sanford part owner of a cattle ranch realizes she is being robbed
by her foreman. How, with the help of Bud Lee, she checkmates Trevor's
scheme makes fascinating reading.
THE SHORT CUT
Wayne is suspected of killing his brother after a violent quarrel. Finan
cial complications, villains, a horse-race and beautiful Wanda, all go to make
up a thrilling romance.
THE JOYOUS TROUBLE MAKER
A reporter sets up housekeeping close to Beatrice’s Ranch much to her
chagrin. There is “sanother man” who complicates matters, but all turns
out as it should in this tale of romance and adventure.
SIX FEET FOUR
Beatrice Waverly is robbed of $5,000 and suspicion fastens upon Buck
Thornton, but she soon realizes he is not guilty. Intensely exciting, here is a
real story of the Great Far West.
WOLF BREED
No Luck Drennan had grown hard through loss of faith in men he had
trusted. A woman hater and sharp of tongue, he finds a match in Ygerne
whose clever fencing wins the admiration and love of the ‘* Lone Wolf.”
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THE COVERED WAGON
An epic story of the Great West from which the fam-
ous picture was made.
THE WAY OF A MAN
A colorful romance of the pioneer West before the
Civil War.
THE SAGEBRUSHER
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An Eastern girl answers a matrimonial ad. and goes out
West in the hills of Montana to find her mate.
THE WAY OUT
A romance of the feud district of the Cumberland country.
THE BROKEN GATE
A story of broken social conventions and of a woman’s
determination to put the past behind her.
THE WAY TO THE WEST
Daniel Boone, Davy Crockett and Kit Carson figure in
this story of the opening of the West.
HEART’S DESIRE
The story of what happens when the railroad came to a
little settlement in the far West.
THE PURCHASE PRICE
A story of Kentucky during the days after the American
Revolution.
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SEVENTEEN. Illustrated by Arthur William Brown.
No one but the creator of Penrod could have portrayed
the immortal young people of this story. Its humor is irre-
sistible and reminiscent of the time when the reader was
Seventeen.
PENROD. Illustrated by Gordon Grant.
This is a picture of a boy’s heart, full of the lovable, hu-
morous, tragic things which are locked secrets to most older
folks. It is a finished, exquisite work.
PENROD AND SAM. Illustrated by Worth Brehm.
Like ‘‘ Penrod” and “Seventeen,” this book contains
some remarkable phases of real boyhood and some of the best
stories of juvenile prankishness that have ever been written.
THE TURMOIL. Illustrated by C. E. Chambers.
Bibbs Sheridan is a dreamy, imaginative youth, who re-
volts against his father’s plans for him to be a servitor of
big business. The love of a fine girl turns Bibb’s life from
failure to success.
THE GENTLEMAN FROM INDIANA. Frontispiece.
A story of love and politics,—more especially a picture of
@ country editor’s life in Indiana, but the charm of the book
lies in the love interest.
THE FLIRT. Illustrated by Clarence F. Underwood.
The “ Flirt,”’ the younger of two sisters, breaks one girl’s
engagement, drives one man to suicide, causes the murder
of another, leads ane ‘her to lose his fortune, and in the end
marries a stupid «ud unpromising suitor, leaving the really
worthy one to marry her sister.
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SISTERS. Frontispiece by Frank Street.
The California Redwoods furnish the background for this
beautiful story of sisterly devotion and sacrifice,
POOR, DEAR, MARGARET KIRBY.
Frontispiece by George Gibbs.
A collection of delightful stories, including ‘* Bridging the
Years” and ‘‘The Tide-Marsh.’’ This story is now shown in
moving pictures,
JOSSELYN’S WIFE. Frontispiece by C. Allan Gilbert.
The story of a beautiful woman who fought a bitter fight tor
happiness and love.
MARTIE, THE UNCONQUERED.
Illustrated by Charles E. Chambers.
The triumph of a dauntless spirit over adverse conditions.
THE HEART OF RACHAEL,
Frontispiece by Charles E. Chambers.
An interesting story of divorce and the problems that come
with a second marriage.
THE STORY OF JULIA PAGE.
Frontispiece by C. Allan Gilbert.
A sympathetic portrayal of the quest of a normal girl, obscure
and lonely, for the happiness of life.
SATURDAY’S CHILD. Frontispiece by F. Graham Cootes,
Can a girl, born in rather sordid conditions, lift herself through
g@heer determination to the better things for which her soul
hungered ?
MOTHER. Illustrated by F. C. Yohn.
A story of the big mother heart that beats in the background
of every girl’s life, ‘and some dreams which came true.
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