A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder James De Mille
A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder James De Mille
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or s<strong>in</strong>g. She brought an <strong>in</strong>strument like a lute, and upon this she<br />
played some melancholy stra<strong>in</strong>s. At length the Kohen came <strong>in</strong>. His<br />
mild, benevolent face never exhibited more gentle and affectionate<br />
sympathy than now. He seated himself, and with eyes half closed, as<br />
usual, talked much; and yet, with a native delicacy which always<br />
dist<strong>in</strong>guished this extraord<strong>in</strong>ary man, he made no allusion to the<br />
awful Mista Kosek. For my own part, I could not speak. I was<br />
absent-m<strong>in</strong>ded, overwhelmed with gloom and despair, and at the same<br />
time full of aversion toward him and all his race. One question,<br />
however, I had to put.<br />
"Who were the victims of the Mista Kosek?"<br />
"They?" said he, with an agreeable smile. "Oh, they were the victims<br />
of the sacrifice."<br />
I sank back <strong>in</strong> my seat, and said no more. The Kohen then took Almah's<br />
lute, played and sang <strong>in</strong> a very sweet voice, and at length, with his<br />
usual consideration, see<strong>in</strong>g that I looked weary, he retired.<br />
CHAPTER XIV<br />
I LEARN MY DOOM<br />
Horror is a feel<strong>in</strong>g that cannot last long; human nature is<br />
<strong>in</strong>capable of support<strong>in</strong>g it. Sadness, whether from bereavement, or<br />
disappo<strong>in</strong>tment, or misfortune of any k<strong>in</strong>d, may l<strong>in</strong>ger on through life.<br />
In my case, however, the milder and more endur<strong>in</strong>g feel<strong>in</strong>g of sadness<br />
had no sufficient cause for existence. The sights which I had seen<br />
<strong>in</strong>spired horror, and horror only. But when the first rush of this<br />
feel<strong>in</strong>g had passed there came a reaction. Calmness followed, and then<br />
all the circumstances of my life here conspired to perpetuate that<br />
calm. For here all on the surface was pleasant and beautiful; all the<br />
people were amiable and courteous and most generous. I had light and<br />
luxury and amusements. Around me there were thousands of faces, all<br />
greet<strong>in</strong>g me with cordial affection, and thousands of hands all ready<br />
to perform my slightest wish. Above all, there was Almah. Everyth<strong>in</strong>g<br />
comb<strong>in</strong>ed to make her most dear to me. My life had been such that I<br />
never before had seen anyone whom I loved; and here Almah was the one<br />
congenial associate <strong>in</strong> a whole world of aliens: she was beautiful