CHAPTER LXIV

ON the eighteenth day of Paofi chaos had begun. Communication was

interrupted between Lower and Upper Egypt; commerce had ceased; on the

Nile moved only boats on guard, the roads were occupied by troops

marching toward those cities which contained the most famous temples.

Only the laborers of the priests were at work in the fields. On the

estates of nobles and nomarchs, but especially of the pharaoh, flax was

unpulled, clover uncut; there was no one to gather in grapes. The

common people did nothing but prowl about in bands; they sang, ate,

drank, and threatened either priests or Phoenicians. In the cities all

shops were closed, and the artisans who had lost their occupation

counseled whole days over the reconstruction of Egypt. This offensive

spectacle was no novelty, but it appeared in such threatening

proportions that the tax-gatherers, and even the judges began to hide,

especially as the police treated all offences of common men very

mildly.

One thing more deserved attention: the abundance of food and wine. In

dramshops and cook houses, especially of the Phoenicians, as well in

Memphis as in the provinces, whoso wished might eat and drink what he

pleased at a very low price, or for nothing. It was said that his

holiness was giving his people a feast which would continue a whole

month in every case.

Because of difficult and even interrupted communication the cities were

not aware of what was happening in neighboring places. Only the

pharaoh, or still better the priests, knew the general condition of the

country.

The position was distinguished, first of all, by a break between Upper,

or Theban, and Lower, or Memphian Egypt. In Thebes partisans of the

priesthood were stronger, in Memphis adherents of the pharaoh. In

Thebes people said that Ramses XIII had gone mad, and wished to sell

Egypt to Phoenicians; in Memphis they explained that the priests wished

to poison the pharaoh and bring in Assyrians. The common people, as

well in the north as the south, felt an instinctive attraction toward

the pharaoh. But the force of the people was passive and tottering.

When an agitator of the government spoke, the people were ready to

attack a temple and beat priests, but when a procession appeared they

fell on their faces and were timid while listening to accounts of

disasters which threatened Egypt in that very month of Paofi.

The terrified nobles and nomarchs had assembled at Memphis to implore

the pharaoh for rescue from the rebelling multitude. But since Ramses

enjoined on them patience, and did not attack the rabble, the magnates

began to take counsel with the adherents of the priesthood.

It is true that Herhor was silent, or enjoined patience also; but other

high priests proved to the nobles that Ramses was a maniac, and hinted

at the need of deposing him.

In Memphis itself two parties were facing each other. The godless who

drank, made an uproar, threw mud at temples and even at statues, and

the pious, mainly old men and women who prayed on the streets,

prophesied misfortune aloud and implored all the divinities for rescue.

The godless committed outrages daily; each day among the pious health

returned to some sick man or cripple. But for a wonder neither party,

in spite of roused passions, worked harm on the other, and still

greater wonder neither party resorted to violence, which came from

this, that each was disturbed by direction, and according to plans

framed in higher circles.

The pharaoh, not having collected all his troops and all his proofs

against the priests, did not give the order yet for a final attack on

the temples; the priests seemed waiting for something. It was evident,

however, that they did not feel so weak as in the first moments after

the voting by delegates. Ramses himself became thoughtful when men

reported from every side that people on the lands of the priests did

not mix in disturbances at all, but were working.

"What does this mean?" asked the pharaoh of himself. "Do the shaven

heads think that I dare not touch temples, or have they means of

defense quite unknown to me?"

On the 19th of Paofi a police official informed Ramses that the night

before people had begun to break the walls inclosing the temple of

Horus.

"Did ye command them to do that?" inquired the pharaoh.

"No. They began of their own accord."

"Restrain them mildly restrain them," said Ramses. "In a few days they

may do what they like. But now let them not act with great violence."

Ramses, as a leader and victor at the Soda Lakes, knew that once men

attack in a multitude nothing has power to restrain them; they must

break or be broken. Unless the temples defend themselves the multitude

will take them; but if they defend themselves? In that case the people

will flee and there will be need to send warriors, of whom there were

many it is true, but not so many as would be needed, according to the'

pharaoh's own reckoning. Moreover, Hiram had not returned from Pi-Bast

yet with letters proving the treason of Mefres and Herhor. And what was

more important, the priests who sided with the pharaoh were to assist

the troops only on Paofi 23d. By what means then could he forewarn them

in temples which were so numerous and so distant from one another? And

did not caution itself command him to avoid relations which might

betray them?

For these reasons Ramses did not wish an earlier attack on the temples.

Meanwhile the disturbance increased in spite of the pharaoh. Near the

temple of Isis a number of pious persons were slain who predicted

misfortune to Egypt, or who had recovered their health by a miracle.

Near the temple of Ptah the multitude rushed on a procession, struck

down the priests, and broke the holy boat in which the god was

advancing. Almost at the same time messengers flew in from the cities

of Sochem and Anu with news that people were breaking into the temples,

and that in Cheran they had even broken in and desecrated the most holy

places.

Toward evening a deputation of priests came, almost by stealth, to the

palace of his holiness; the revered prophets fell at his feet, weeping,

crying out to him to defend the gods and their sanctuaries.

This altogether unexpected event filled the heart of Ramses with great

delight and still greater pride. He commanded the delegates to rise,

and answered graciously that his regiments would be always ready to

defend the temples when conducted into them.

"I have no doubt," said he, "that the rioters themselves will withdraw

when they see the dwellings of the gods occupied by the army."

The delegates hesitated.

"It is known to thee, holiness," answered the chief, "that the army may

not enter the enclosure of a temple. We must ask, therefore, what the

high priests have to say."

"Very well, take counsel," answered the sovereign. "I cannot perform

miracles, and I cannot defend temples from a distance."

The saddened delegates left the pharaoh, who after their departure

summoned a confidential council. He was convinced that the priests

would yield to his will, and it did not even occur to him that the

delegation itself was a trick arranged by Herhor to lead him into

error.

When the civil and military officials had assembled in the pharaoh's

chamber Ramses began,

"I thought," said he, proudly, "to occupy the temples of Memphis only

on the 23d, but I consider it better to do so to-morrow."

"Our troops have not assembled yet," objected Tutmosis.

"And we have not Herhor's letters to Assyria," added the chief scribe.

"Never mind!" answered the pharaoh. "Proclaim tomorrow that Herhor and

Mefres are traitors, and we will show the nomarchs and priests the

proofs three days later when Hiram returns from Pi-Bast to us."

"Thy new command, holiness, will change the first one greatly," said

Tutmosis. "We shall not occupy the labyrinth to-morrow. If the temples

in Memphis make bold to resist, we have not even rams to break down the

gates."

"Tutmosis," answered the pharaoh, "I might not explain my commands, but

I wish to convince thee that my heart estimates the course of events

more profoundly. If people attack the temples today they will wish to

break into them to-morrow. Unless we support them they will be

repulsed, and will be discouraged in every case from deeds of daring.

The priests send a delegation today, hence they are weak. Meanwhile the

number of their adherents among the common people may be greater some

days hence. Enthusiasm and fear are like wine in a pitcher; it

decreases in proportion as it is poured out, and only he can drink who

puts his goblet under in season. If the people are ready to attack

today and the enemy is frightened, let us make use of the situation,

for, as I say, luck may leave us in a few days, or may turn against

us."

"And provisions will be exhausted," added the treasurer. "In three days

the people must return to work, for we shall not have the wherewithal

to feed them."

"Oh, seest thou," continued the pharaoh to Tutmosis. "I myself have

commanded the chief of police to restrain the people. But it is

impossible to restrain them, we must make a movement. An experienced

sailor struggles neither with wind nor current, but he lets them bear

him in the direction which they have taken."

At this moment a courier came in with news that the people had fallen

upon foreigners. They had assaulted Greeks, Assyrians, but especially

Phoenicians. They had plundered many shops and slain a number of

persons.

"Here is proof," cried the excited pharaoh, "that we should not turn a

crowd from the road it has taken. Let the troops be near the temples

to-morrow, and let them march in if the people begin to burst into

them, or or if they begin to withdraw under pressure.

"It is true that grapes should be gathered in the month Paofi; but is

there a gardener, who if his fruit were ripe a month earlier, would

leave it on the vines to wither?

"I repeat this: I wished to delay the movement of the people till we

had finished preparations. But if it is impossible to delay, let us

raise our sails and use the wind which is blowing. Ye must arrest

Herhor and Mefres tomorrow and bring them to the palace. In a few days

we will finish with the labyrinth."

The members of the council recognized that the decision of the pharaoh

was proper, and they departed admiring his promptness and wisdom. Even

generals declared that it was better to use the occasion at hand than

to have forces ready when the time had passed in which to use them.

It was night. Another courier rushed in from Memphis with information

that the police had been able to protect foreigners, but that the

people were excited and it was unknown what they might attempt on the

morrow.

Thenceforth courier arrived after courier. Some brought news that a

great mass of men armed with clubs and axes were moving toward Memphis

from every direction. From somewhere else information came that people

in the region of Peme, Sochem, and On, were fleeing to the fields and

crying that the end of the world would come the day following.

Another courier brought a letter from Hiram that he would arrive very

soon. Another announced the stealthy advance of temple regiments to

Memphis, and, what was more important, that from Upper Egypt were

moving strong divisions of people and troops hostile to the

Phoenicians, and even to his holiness.

"Before they arrive," thought the pharaoh, "I shall have the high

priests in my hands and even the regiments of Nitager now some days

late in arriving."

Finally information was brought that troops had seized here and there

on the highways, disguised priests who were trying to reach the palace

of his holiness, no doubt with evil purpose.

"Bring them here," answered Ramses, laughing. "I wish to see men who

dare to form evil plans against the pharaoh."

About midnight the revered queen, Niort's, desired an audience of his

holiness.

The worthy lady was pale and trembling. She commanded the officers to

leave the pharaoh's chamber, and when alone with her son she said,

weeping,

"My son, I bring thee very bad omens."

"I should prefer, queen, to hear accurate information of the strength

and intention of my enemies."

"This evening the statue of the divine Isis in my chapel turned its

face to the wall, and water became blood-red in the sacred cistern."

"That proves," replied the pharaoh, "that there are traitors in the

palace. But they are not very dangerous if they are able only to defile

water and turn statues back forward."

"All our servants," continued the queen, "all the people are convinced

that if thy army enters the temples, great misfortune will fall upon

Egypt."

"A greater misfortune," said the pharaoh, "is the insolence of the

priesthood. Admitted by my ever-living father to the palace, they think

today that they have become its owners. But by the gods, what shall I

become at last in presence of their all-mightiness? And shall I not be

free to claim my rights as a sovereign?"

"At least at least," said the lady after a while, "be gracious. Yes,

Thou must claim thy rights, but do not permit thy soldiers to violate

holy places and do injustice to the priesthood. Remember that the

gracious gods send down delight on Egypt, and the priests in spite of

their errors (who is without them) have rendered incomparable services

to this country. Only think, if Thou shouldest impoverish and dismiss

them, Thou wouldst destroy wisdom which has raised our kingdom above

all others."

The pharaoh took his mother by both hands, kissed her, and replied,

smiling,

"Women must always exaggerate. Thou art speaking to me, mother, as if I

were the chief of wild Hyksos, and not a pharaoh. Do I wish injustice

to the priests? Do I hate their wisdom, even such barren wisdom as that

of investigating the course of the stars which move in the heavens

without our aid, and do not enrich us one uten? Neither their wisdom

nor their piety troubles me, but the wretchedness of Egypt, which

within is growing weak from hunger, and without is afraid of any threat

from Assyria. Meanwhile the priests, in spite of their wisdom, not

merely do not wish to help me in my measures, but they present

resistance in the most dangerous manner.

"Let me, mother, convince them that not they, but I am the master of my

own heritage. I should not be able to take revenge on the submissive,

but I will trample on the necks of the insolent.

"They know this, but still do not trust, and with a lack of real power

they wish to frighten me by declaring some misfortune. That is their

last resource and weapon. When they understand that I do not fear their

terrors they will submit. And then not a stone will fall from their

temples, or one ring be lost from their treasures.

"I know those men! Today they put on a great front, for I am far from

them. But when I stretch out a bronze fist they will fall on their

faces, and all this confusion will end in general prosperity and

contentment."

The queen embraced his feet and went out comforted, imploring him,

however, to respect the gods and spare their servants.

After the departure of his mother he summoned Tutmosis.

"Tomorrow," said the pharaoh, "my troops will occupy the temples. But

tell the commanders of regiments, let them know that it is my will,

that the holy places must be inviolate, and that no one is to raise a

hand on any priest in Egypt."

"Even on Mefres and Herhor?" inquired Tutmosis.

"Even on them. They will be punished enough when they are put out of

their present positions; they will live in learned temples to pray and

investigate wisdom without hindrance."

"It will be as Thou commandest, holiness though."

Ramses raised his finger in sign that he did not wish to hear

arguments. And then, to change the conversation, he said, with a smile,

"Dost Thou remember, Tutmosis, the maneuvers at Pi-Bailos? Two years

have passed. When I was angry then at the insolence and greed of the

priests, couldst Thou think that I should reckon with them so early?

But poor Sarah and my little son. How beautiful he was!"

Two tears rolled down the pharaoh's cheeks.

"Indeed, if I were not a son of the gods, who are magnanimous and

merciful, my enemies would pass through grievous hours to-morrow. How

many humiliations have they put on me! How often have my eyes grown

dark from weeping!"

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