The Prince of India, vol 1 | Page 4

wish. Remember I am to be set ashore at midnight at
a place which I will show you."
The directions though few were clear. Having given them, the
passenger signed the negro to fan him, and stretched himself upon the
pallet; and thenceforth there was no longer a question who was in
control. It became the more interesting, however, to know the object of
the landing at midnight on the shore of a lonesome unnamed bay.
CHAPTER II
THE MIDNIGHT LANDING
The skipper predicted like a prophet. The ship was in the bay, and it
was midnight or nearly so; for certain stars had climbed into certain
quarters of the sky, and after their fashion were striking the hour.
The passenger was pleased.
"You have done well," he said to the mariner. "Be silent now, and get
close in shore. There are no breakers. Have the small boat ready, and
do not let the anchors go."
The calm still prevailed, and the swells of the sea were scarce
perceptible. Under the gentlest impulse of the oars the little vessel
drifted broadside on until the keel touched the sands. At the same
instant the small boat appeared. The skipper reported to the passenger.
Going to each of the slaves, the latter signed them to descend. The
negro swung himself down like a monkey, and received the baggage,
which, besides the bundles already mentioned, consisted of some tools,
notably a pick, a shovel, and a stout crowbar. An empty water-skin was
also sent down, followed by a basket suggestive of food. Then the
passenger, with a foot over the side of the vessel, gave his final
directions.

"You will run now," he said to the skipper, who, to his credit, had thus
far asked no questions, "down to the city, and lie there to-morrow, and
to-morrow night. Attract little notice as possible. It is not necessary to
pass the gate. Put out in time to be here at sunrise. I will be waiting for
you. Day after to-morrow at sunrise--remember."
"But if you should not be here?" asked the sailor, thinking of extreme
probabilities.
"Then wait for me," was the answer.
The passenger, in turn, descended to the boat, and was caught in the
arms of the black, and seated carefully as he had been a child. In brief
time the party was ashore, and the boat returning to the ship; a little
later, the ship withdrew to where the night effectually curtained the
deep.
The stay on the shore was long enough to apportion the baggage
amongst the slaves. The master then led the way. Crossing the road
running from Sidon along the coast to the up-country, they came to the
foothills of the mountain, all without habitation.
Later they came upon signs of ancient life in splendor--broken columns,
and here and there Corinthian capitals in marble discolored and sunk
deeply in sand and mould. The patches of white on them had a ghastly
glimmer in the starlight. They were approaching the site of an old city,
a suburb probably of Palae-Tyre when she was one of the spectacles of
the world, sitting by the sea to rule it regally far and wide.
On further a small stream, one of those emptying into the bay, had
ploughed a ravine for itself across the route the party was pursuing.
Descending to the water, a halt was made to drink, and fill the
water-skin, which the negro took on his shoulder.
On further there was another ancient site strewn with fragments
indicative of a cemetery. Hewn stones were frequent, and mixed with
them were occasional entablatures and vases from which the ages had
not yet entirely worn the fine chiselling. At length an immense

uncovered sarcophagus barred the way. The master stopped by it to
study the heavens; when he found the north star, he gave the signal to
his followers, and moved under the trail of the steadfast beacon.
They came to a rising ground more definitely marked by sarcophagi
hewn from the solid rock, and covered by lids of such weight and
solidity that a number of them had never been disturbed. Doubtless the
dead within were lying as they had been left--but when, and by whom?
What disclosures there will be when at last the end is trumpeted in!
On further, but still connected with the once magnificent funeral site,
they encountered a wall many feet thick, and shortway beyond it, on
the mountain's side, there were two arches of a bridge of which all else
had been broken down; and these two had never spanned anything
more substantial than the air. Strange structure for such a locality!
Obviously the highway which once ran over it had begun in the city the
better to communicate with the cemetery through which the party