appearances　have　been　given　　I　beg　pardon　　will　be　given　　by
  the　learned　of　future　ages；　to　the　Ashimah　of　the　Syrians。　Put　on
  your　spectacles；　and　tell　me　what　it　is。　What　is　it？
  〃Bless　me！　it　is　an　ape！〃
  True　　a　baboon；　but　by　no　means　the　less　a　deity。　His　name　is　a
  derivation　of　the　Greek　Simia　　what　great　fools　are　antiquarians！
  But　see！　　see！　　yonder　scampers　a　ragged　little　urchin。　Where　is
  he　going？　What　is　he　bawling　about？　What　does　he　say？　Oh！　he　says　the
  king　is　coming　in　triumph；　that　he　is　dressed　in　state；　that　he　has
  just　finished　putting　to　death；　with　his　own　hand；　a　thousand　chained
  Israelitish　prisoners！　For　this　exploit　the　ragamuffin　is　lauding　him
  to　the　skies。　Hark！　here　comes　a　troop　of　a　similar　description。　They
  have　made　a　Latin　hymn　upon　the　valor　of　the　king；　and　are　singing　it
  as　they　go：
  Mille；　mille；　mille；
  Mille；　mille；　mille；
  Decollavimus；　unus　homo！
  Mille；　mille；　mille；　mille；　decollavimus！
  Mille；　mille；　mille；
  Vivat　qui　mille　mille　occidit！
  Tantum　vini　habet　nemo
  Quantum　sanguinis　effudit！｛*1｝
  Which　may　be　thus　paraphrased：
  A　thousand；　a　thousand；　a　thousand；
  A　thousand；　a　thousand；　a　thousand；
  We；　with　one　warrior；　have　slain！
  A　thousand；　a　thousand；　a　thousand；　a　thousand。
  Sing　a　thousand　over　again！
  Soho！　　let　us　sing
  Long　life　to　our　king；
  Who　knocked　over　a　thousand　so　fine！
  Soho！　　let　us　roar；
  He　has　given　us　more
  Red　gallons　of　gore
  Than　all　Syria　can　furnish　of　wine！
  〃Do　you　hear　that　flourish　of　trumpets？〃
  Yes：　the　king　is　coming！　See！　the　people　are　aghast　with　admiration；
  and　lift　up　their　eyes　to　the　heavens　in　reverence。　He　comes；　　he
  is　coming；　　there　he　is！
  〃Who？　　where？　　the　king？　　do　not　behold　him　　cannot　say　that
  I　perceive　him。〃
  Then　you　must　be　blind。
  〃Very　possible。　Still　I　see　nothing　but　a　tumultuous　mob　of　idiots
  and　madmen；　who　are　busy　in　prostrating　themselves　before　a　gigantic
  cameleopard；　and　endeavoring　to　obtain　a　kiss　of　the　animal's　hoofs。
  See！　the　beast　has　very　justly　kicked　one　of　the　rabble　over　　and
  another　　and　another　　and　another。　Indeed；　I　cannot　help　admiring
  the　animal　for　the　excellent　use　he　is　making　of　his　feet。〃
  Rabble；　indeed！　　why　these　are　the　noble　and　free　citizens　of
  Epidaphne！　Beasts；　did　you　say？　　take　care　that　you　are　not
  overheard。　Do　you　not　perceive　that　the　animal　has　the　visage　of　a
  man？　Why；　my　dear　sir；　that　cameleopard　is　no　other　than　Antiochus
  Epiphanes；　Antiochus　the　Illustrious；　King　of　Syria；　and　the　most
  potent　of　all　the　autocrats　of　the　East！　It　is　true；　that　he　is
  entitled；　at　times；　Antiochus　Epimanes　　Antiochus　the　madman　　but
  that　is　because　all　people　have　not　the　capacity　to　appreciate　his
  merits。　It　is　also　certain　that　he　is　at　present　ensconced　in　the
  hide　of　a　beast；　and　is　doing　his　best　to　play　the　part　of　a
  cameleopard；　but　this　is　done　for　the　better　sustaining　his　dignity
  as　king。　Besides；　the　monarch　is　of　gigantic　stature；　and　the　dress
  is　therefore　neither　unbecoming　nor　over　large。　We　may；　however；
  presume　he　would　not　have　adopted　it　but　for　some　occasion　of
  especial　state。　Such；　you　will　allow；　is　the　massacre　of　a　thousand
  Jews。　With　how　superior　a　dignity　the　monarch　perambulates　on　all
  fours！　His　tail；　you　perceive；　is　held　aloft　by　his　two　principal
  concubines；　Elline　and　Argelais；　and　his　whole　appearance　would　be
  infinitely　prepossessing；　were　it　not　for　the　protuberance　of　his
  eyes；　which　will　certainly　start　out　of　his　head；　and　the　queer　color
  of　his　face；　which　has　become　nondescript　from　the　quantity　of　wine
  he　has　swallowed。　Let　us　follow　him　to　the　hippodrome；　whither　he　is
  proceeding；　and　listen　to　the　song　of　triumph　which　he　is　commencing：
  Who　is　king　but　Epiphanes？
  Say　　do　you　know？
  Who　is　king　but　Epiphanes？
  Bravo！　　bravo！
  There　is　none　but　Epiphanes；
  No　　there　is　none：
  So　tear　down　the　temples；
  And　put　out　the　sun！
  Well　and　strenuously　sung！　The　populace　are　hailing　him　'Prince　of
  Poets；'　as　well　as　'Glory　of　the　East；'　'Delight　of　the　Universe；'
  and　'Most　Remarkable　of　Cameleopards。'　They　have　encored　his
  effusion；　and　do　you　hear？　　he　is　singing　it　over　again。　When　he
  arrives　at　the　hippodrome；　he　will　be　crowned　with　the　poetic　wreath；
  in　anticipation　of　his　victory　at　the　approaching　Olympics。
  〃But；　good　Jupiter！　what　is　the　matter　in　the　crowd　behind　us？〃
  Behind　us；　did　you　say？　　oh！　ah！　　I　perceive。　My　friend；　it　is
  well　that　you　spoke　in　time。　Let　us　get　into　a　place　of　safety　as
  soon　as　possible。　Here！　　let　us　conceal　ourselves　in　the　arch　of
  this　aqueduct；　and　I　will　inform　you　presently　of　the　origin　of　the
  commotion。　It　has　turned　out　as　I　have　been　anticipating。　The
  singular　appearance　of　the　cameleopard　and　the　head　of　a　man；　has；　it
  seems；　given　offence　to　the　notions　of　propriety　entertained；　in
  general；　by　the　wild　animals　domesticated　in　the　city。　A　mutiny　has
  been　the　result；　and；　as　is　usual　upon　such　occasions；　all　human
  efforts　will　be　of　no　avail　in　quelling　the　mob。　Several　of　the
  Syrians　have　already　been　devoured；　but　the　general　voice　of　the
  four…footed　patriots　seems　to　be　for　eating　up　the　cameleopard。　'The
  Prince　of　Poets；'　therefore；　is　upon　his　hinder　legs；　running　for　his
  life。　His　courtiers　have　left　him　in　the　lurch；　and　his　concubines
  have　followed　so　excellent　an　example。　'Delight　of　the　Universe；'
  thou　art　in　a　sad　predicament！　'Glory　of　the　East；'　thou　art　in
  danger　of　mastication！　Therefore　never　regard　so　piteously　thy　tail；
  it　will　undoubtedly　be　draggled　in　the　mud；　and　for　this　there　is　no
  help。　Look　not　behind　thee；　then；　at　its　unavoidable　degradation；　but
  take　courage；　ply　thy　legs　with　vigor；　and　scud　for　the　hippodrome！
  Remember　that　thou　art　Antiochus　Epiphanes。　Antiochus　the
  Illustrious！　　also　'Prince　of　Poets；'　'Glory　of　the　East；'　'Delight
  of　the　Universe；'　and　'Most　Remarkable　of　Cameleopards！'　Heavens！
  what　a　power　of　speed　thou　art　displaying！　What　a　capacity　for
  leg…bail　thou　art　developing！　Run；　Prince！　　Bravo；　Epiphanes！　Well
  done；　Cameleopard！　　Glorious　Antiochus！　　He　runs！　　he　leaps！
  he　flies！　Like　an　arrow　from　a　catapult　he　approaches　the　hippodrome！
  He　leaps！　　he　shrieks！　　he　is　there！　This　is　well；　for　hadst
  thou；　'Glory　of　the　East；'　been　half　a　second　longer　in　reaching　the
  gates　of　the　Amphitheatre；　there　is　not　a　bear's　cub　in　Epidaphne
  that　would　not　have　had　a　nibble　at　thy　carcase。　Let　us　be　off　　let
  us　take　our　departure！　　for　we　shall　find　our　delicate　modern　ears
  unable　to　endure　the　vast　uproar　which　is　about　to　commence　in
  celebration　of　the　king's　escape！　Listen！　it　has　already　commenced。
  See！　　the　whole　town　is　topsy…turvy。
  〃Surely　this　is　the　most　populous　city　of　the　East！　What　a　wilderness
  of　people！　what　a　jumble　of　all　ranks　and　ages！　what　a　multiplicity
  of　sects　and　nations！　what　a　variety　of　costumes！　what　a　Babel　of
  languages！　what　a　screaming　of　beasts！　what　a　tinkling　of
  instruments！　what　a　parcel　of　philosophers！〃
  Come　let　us　be　off。
  〃Stay　a　moment！　I　see　a　vast　hubbub　in　the　hippodrome；　what　is　the
  meaning　of　it；　I　beseech　you？〃
  That？　　oh；　nothing！　The　noble　and　free　citizens　of　Epidaphne　being；
  as　they　declare；　well　satisfied　of　the　faith；　valor；　wisdom；　and
  divinity　of　their　king；　and　having；　moreover；　been　eye…witnesses　of
  his　late　superhuman　agility；　do　think　it　no　more　than　their　duty　to
  invest　his　brows　（in　addition　to　the　poetic　crown）　with　the　wreath　of
  victory　in　the　footrace　　a　wreath　which　it　is　evident　he　must
  obtain　at　the　celebration　of　the　next　Olympiad；　and　which；　therefore；
  they　now　give　him　in　advance。
  ~~~　End　of　Text　~~~
  Footnotes　　　Four　Beasts
  ｛*1｝　Flavius　Vospicus　says；　that　the　hymn　here　introduced　was　sung　by
  the　rabble　upon　the　occasion　of　Aurelian；　in　the　Sarmatic　war；　having
  slain；　with　his　own　hand；　nine　hundred　and　fifty　of　the　enemy。
  THE　MURDERS　IN　THE　RUE　MORGUE
  What　song　the　Syrens　sang；　or　what　name　Achilles　assumed　when　he　hid
  himself　among　women；　although　puzzling　questions；　are　not　beyond
  _all_　conjecture。
  _Sir　Thomas　Browne。_
  The　mental　features　discoursed　of　as　the　analytical；　are；　in
  themselves；　but　little　susceptible　of　analysis。　We　appreciate　them
  only　in　their　effects。　We　know　of　them；　among　other　things；　that　they
  are　always　to　their　possessor；　when　inordinately　possessed；　a　source
  of　the　liveliest　enjoyment。　As　the　strong　man　exults　in　his　physical
  ability；　delighting　in　such　exercises　as　call　his　muscles　into
  action；　so　glories　the　analyst　in　that　moral　activity　which
  _disentangles。_　He　derives　pleasure　from　even　the　most　trivial
  occupations　bringing　his　talent　into　play。　He　is　fond　of　enigmas；　of
  conundrums；　of　hieroglyphics；　exhibiting　in　his　solutions　of　each　a
  degree　of　_acumen_　which　appears　to　the　ordinary　apprehension
  pr鎡ernatural。　His　results；　brought　about　by　the　very　soul　and
  essence　of　method；　have；　in　truth；　the　whole　air　of　intuition。
  The　faculty　of　re…solution　is　possibly　much　invigorated　by
  mathematical　study；　and　espe