第 5 节
作者:猜火车      更新:2021-10-16 18:41      字数:9322
  reed pen; such as the ancients often used。 I must not
  forget to mention that in some remote age this
  wonderful fragment had been broken in two; and
  rejoined by means of cement and eight long rivets。
  Also there were numerous inscriptions on the inner
  side; but these were of the most erratic character;
  and had clearly been made by different hands and in
  many different ages; and of them; together with the
  writings on the parchments; I shall have to speak
  presently。
  〃Is there anything more?〃 asked Leo; in a kind of
  excited whisper。
  I groped about; and produced something hard; done up
  in a little linen bag。 Out of the bag we took first a
  very beautiful miniature done upon ivory; and;
  secondly; a small chocolate colored composition
  scarabaeus; marked thus:
  'graphic omitted'
  symbols which; we have since ascertained; mean 〃Suten
  se Ra^;〃 which is; being translated; the 〃Royal Son of
  Ra^ or the Sun。〃 The miniature was a picture of Leo's
  Greek mother; a lovely; dark…eyed creature。 On the
  back of it was written in poor Vincey's handwriting;
  〃My beloved wife。〃
  〃That is all;〃 I said。
  〃Very well;〃 answered Leo; putting down the miniature;
  at which he had been gazing affectionately; 〃and now
  let us read the letter;〃 and without further ado he
  broke the seal; and read aloud as follows:
  〃MY SON LEOWhen you open this; if you ever live to
  do so; you will have attained to manhood; and I shall
  have been long enough dead to be absolutely forgotten
  by nearly all who knew me。 Yet in reading it remember
  that I have been; and for anything you know may still
  be; and that in it; through this link of pen and
  paper; I stretch out my hand to you across the gulf of
  death; and my voice speaks to you from the unutterable
  silence of the grave。 Though I am dead; and no memory
  of me remains in your mind; yet am I with you in this
  hour that you read。 Since your birth to this day I
  have scarcely seen your face。 Forgive me this。 Your
  life supplanted the life of one whom I loved better
  than women are often loved; and the bitterness of it
  endureth yet。 Had I lived I should in time have
  conquered this foolish feeling; but I am not destined
  to live。 My sufferings; physical and mental; are more
  than I can bear; and when such small arrangements as I
  have to make for your future well…being are completed
  it is my intention to put a period to them。 May God
  forgive me if I do wrong。 At the best I could not live
  more than another year。〃
  〃So he killed himself;〃 I exclaimed。 〃I thought so。〃
  〃And now;〃 Leo went on; without replying; 〃enough of
  myself。 What has to be said belongs to you who live;
  not to me; who am dead; and almost as much forgotten
  as though I had never been。 Holly; my friend (to whom;
  if he will accept the trust; it is my intention to
  confide you); will have told you something of the
  extraordinary antiquity of your race。 In the contents
  of this casket you will find sufficient to prove it。
  The strange legend that you will find inscribed by
  your remote ancestress upon the potsherd was
  communicated to me by my father on his deathbed; and
  took a strong hold upon…my imagination。 When I was
  only nineteen years of age I determined; as; to his
  misfortune; did one of ancestors about the time of
  Elizabeth; to investigate its truth。 Into all that
  befell me I cannot enter now。
  But this I saw with my own eyes。 On the coast of
  Africa; in a hitherto unexplored region; some distance
  to the north of where the Zambesi falls into the sea;
  there is a headland; at the extremity of which a peak
  towers up; shaped like the head of a negro; similar to
  that of which the writing speaks。 I landed there; and
  learned from a wandering native; who had been cast out
  by his people because of some crime which he had
  committed; that far inland are great mountains; shaped
  like cups; and caves surrounded by measureless swamps。
  I learned also that the people there speak a dialect
  of Arabic; and are ruled over by a _i_ beautiful white
  woman _i_ who is seldom seen by them; but who is
  reported to have power over all things living and
  dead。 Two days after I had ascertained this the man
  died of fever contracted in crossing the swamps; and I
  was forced; by want of provisions and by symptoms of
  an illness which afterwards prostrated me; to take to
  my dhow again。
  〃Of the adventures that befell me after this I need
  not now speak。 I was wrecked upon the coast of
  Madagascar; and rescued some months afterwards by an
  English ship that brought me to Aden; whence I started
  for England; intending to prosecute my search us soon
  as I had made sufficient preparations。 On my way I
  stopped in Greece; and there; for ' _i_ Omnia vincit
  amor _i_ ;' I met your beloved mother; and married
  her; and there you were born and she died。 Then it was
  that my last illness seized me; and I returned hither
  to die。 But still I hoped against hope; and set myself
  to work to learn Arabic; with the intention; should I
  ever get better; of returning to the coast of Africa;
  and solving the mystery of which the tradition has
  lived so many centuries in our family。 But I have not
  got better; and; so far as I am concerned; the story
  is at an end。
  〃For you; however; my son; it is not at an end; and to
  you I hand on these the results; of my labor; together
  with the hereditary proofs of its origin。 It is my
  intention to provide that they shall not be put into
  your hands until you have reached an age when you will
  be able to judge for yourself whether or not you will
  choose to investigate what; if it is true; must be the
  greatest mystery in the world; or to put it by as an
  idle fable; originating in the first place in a
  woman's disordered brain。
  〃I do not believe that it is a fable; I believe that
  if it can only be rediscovered there is a spot where
  the vital forces of the world visibly exist。 Life
  exists; why therefore should not the means of
  preserving it indefinitely exist also? But I have no
  wish to prejudice your mind about the matter。 Read and
  judge for yourself。 If you are inclined to undertake
  the search; I have so provided that you will not lack
  for means。 If; on the other hand; you are satisfied
  that the whole thing is a chimera; then; I adjure you;
  destroy the potsherd and the writings; and let a cause
  of troubling be removed from our race forever。 Perhaps
  that will be wisest。 The unknown is generally taken to
  be terrible; not as the proverb would infer; from the
  inherent superstition of man; but became it so often
  is terrible。 He who would tamper with the vast and
  secret forces that animate the world may well fall a
  victim to them。 And if the end were attained; if at
  last you emerged from the trial ever beautiful and
  ever young; defying time and evil; and lifted above
  the natural decay of flesh and intellect; who shall
  say that the awesome change would prove a happy one?
  Choose; my son; and may the Power who rules all
  things; and who says 'thus far shalt thou go; and thus
  much shalt thou learn'; direct the choice to your own
  happiness and the happiness of the world; which; in
  the event of your success; you would one day certainly
  rule by the pure force of accumulated experience。
  Farewell!〃
  Thus the letter; which was unsigned and undated;
  abruptly ended。
  〃What do you make of that; Uncle Holly?〃 said Leo;
  with a sort of gasp; as he replaced it on the table。
  〃We have been looking for a mystery; and we certainly
  seem to have found one。〃
  〃What do I make of it? Why; that your poor dear father
  was off his head; of course;〃 I answered; testily。 〃I
  guessed as much that night; twenty years ago; when he
  came into my room。 You see he evidently hurried his
  own end; poor man。 It is absolute balderdash。〃
  〃That's it; sir!〃 said Job; solemnly。 Job was a most
  matter…of…fact specimen of a matter…of…fact class。
  〃Well; let's see what the potsherd has to say; at any
  rate;〃 said Leo; taking up the translation in his
  father's writing; and commencing to read:
  'I; Amenartas; of the Royal House of the Pharaohs of
  Egypt; wife of Kallikrates (the Beautiful in
  Strength); a Priest of Isis whom the gods cherish and
  the demons obey; being about to die; to my little son
  Tisisthenes (the Mighty Avenger)。 I fled with thy
  father from Egypt in the days of Nectanebes; causing
  him through love to break the vows that he had vowed。
  We fled southward; across the waters; and we wandered
  for twice twelve moons on the coast of Libya (Africa)
  that looks towards the rising sun; where by a river is
  a great rock carven like the head of an Ethiopian。
  Four days on the water from the mouth of a mighty
  river were we cast away; and some were drowned and
  some died of sickness。 But us wild men took through
  wastes and marshes; where the sea…fowl hid the sky;
  bearing us ten days' journey till we came to a hollow
  mountain; where a great city had been and fallen; and
  where there are caves of which no man hath seen the
  end; and they brought us to the Queen of the people
  who place pots upon the heads of strangers; who is a
  magician having a know