The watchman and southron. (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, June 27, 1906, Image 2
Brewster's
Millions
copjriih.. (M4. By GEORGE BARR H'CUTCHEON
by Herbert 5? Stone
Q Company (RICHARD GREAVES)
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It was a terrified crowd that quickly
.?gathered in the main'cabio, but it was
.a. brave one. There were no cries and
tew tears. They expected anything
-and were ready for the worst but they
Would not show the white feather. It
Twas Mrs. Dan who broke the tension.
**T made sure of my pearls," she said.
"*I thought they would be appreciated
at the bottom of the sea."
Brewster came in upon their laugh?
ter. "I like your nerve, people!" he ex?
claimed. "You are all right It won't
be so bad now. The wind has drop?
ped."
Long afterward when they talked
de matter over DeMille claimed mat
the only thing that bothered -him that
night was the effort to decide whether,
the club of which he and Monty were
members^ would put in the main hall?
way two' black bordered cards, each
bearing a name, or only one with both
names. Mr. Valentine regretted that
be had gone on for years paying life
insurance premiums when now his only
relatives were on the boat and would
?die with him. ?
The captain, looking pretty rocky
after his twenty hour vigil, summoned
.' t?s ehief. "Were in a bad hole, Mrr
Brewster," he said when they were
alone, "and no mistake. A broken
abaft and this weather make a pretty
?oor combination."
""Is there ho chance of making a
patt for repairs?*'
*T don't see it, sir. It looks like a
long pull."
"We are way off our course, I sup-1
pose." And Monty's coolness won Cap- j
- tain Perry's admiration.
"I can't tell just how mach ^intil I
?get the sun, but this wind is bad.- 11
suspect we've drifted pretty far."
"Come and get some coffee, captain.
IWfcile the storm lasts the only thing
to do is to cheer up the women and
trust to luck."
Ton are the nerviest mate I ever
?hipped with, Mr. Brewster." And the
captain's hand gripped Monty's in a
Way that meant things. It was a
'tribute he appreciated.
During the day Monty devoted him?
self to his guests, and ac th? first sign
of pensiveness lie was ready with a
lest or a story. Bu.t he did it all with
^a tact that inspired the crowd as a
"Whole with hope, and no one suspected
that he himself was not cheerful. For
Peggy Gray there was a special ten?
derness, and he made up his mind that I
if things should go wrong he would
tell her that he loved her.
"It could do no harm," he thought to
himself, "and I want her to know."
Toward night the worst was over.
The sea had' gone down and the
3iatcb.es were opened for awhile to ad- j
.mit air, though it was still too rough
to venture out. The next morning was
bright and clear. When the company
gathered on deck the havoc created by
the storm was apparent. Two of the
boats had been completely carried j
away, and the launch was rendered ?
xseless. by a large hole id the stern. i
^ i I
I X^-- -i
Peggy displayed the "key tHumphantty. !
^Tou don't mean To sky that we will
drift about until the repairs can be
coade?" asked Mrs. Dau in alarm. j
^We are 300 miles off the course al- j
ready," explained Monty, "and it will
be pretty slow traveling under sail." ,
it was decided to make for the
Canary islands, where repairs could t?
znsde and the voyage resumed. But i
where the wiud had raged a few days
before it had now disappeared alto
.s?ether, and for a week the Flitter toss
?ed about absolutely unable to make
headway. The 1st of August had ar- ,
rived and Monty himself was begin?
ning to he nervous. With the fatal
?lay not -quite two months away things
began to look serious. Over $100.000
would remain after he had settled the
expenses of the cruise, and he was (
helplessly drifting in midocean. Even I
if the necessary repairs could be made j
promptly, it would take the Flitter
fourteen days to sail from the Canaries
to New York. Figure as hard as he
rould. he saw no way out of the unfor?
tunate situation. Two days more
?elapsed and still no sign of a breeze, j
He made sure that Sept. 23 would rind '
him Still drifting and still in possession ?
?of 100.000 superfluous dollars.
At the end of ten days the yacht had j
progres ed but 200 miles, and Monty !
wns beginning to plan the rest of his j
.existence on a capital of $100.000. He j
"h<1?1 ?rivori rm oil i->f +l?r. rm-;. .1
to~his fate when a "tramp steamer w
suddenly sighted. Brewster orden
the man on watch to fly a flag of d;
tress. Then he reported to the capta
and told what he had done. With
bound the captain rushed on deck ai
tore the flag from the sailor's hand.
"That was my order," said Mont
nettled at the captain's manner.
: "You want them to get a line on i
and claim salvage, do you?"
"What do you mean?"
"If they get a line on us in res]>on!
to that flag they will claim the enti:
value of the ship as salvage. Y<
want to spend another $200,000 on th
boat?"
"I didn't understand," said Mon
sheepishly. "But fix it up somiihoi
Can't they tow us? I'll pay for it"
Communication was slow, but afb
an apparently endless amount ol! si;
naling the captain finally announce
that the freight steamer was bounl f<
Southampton and would tow the F13
ter to that point for a price.
"Back to Southampton !" grcane
Monty. "That% means months t>?foi
we get back to New York." *
"He says he can get us to Southam]
ton in ten days," interrupted the ca]
tain.
. "f can do it! I can do it!" he <:rie
to the consternation of his guests, wt
wondered, if his mind was affecte
"If he'll land us in Southampton b
the 27th HI pay him up to $100,000!"
CHAPTER XXIX.
W FTER what seemed an ag:e 1
V\ Monty, the Flitter, in tow c
/ \ : the freighter Glencoe, arrive
? L at Southampton. The ca]
tain of the .freight boat was a thrift
Scotchman, whose ship was travelin
with-? light cargo, and he was,r nc
therefore averse to taking on a to-*
But the thought of salvage had cause
him to ask-a high price for the servie*
and Monty, after a futile attempt a
bargaining, had agreed. The price wa
$50,000, and the young man believe
more than ever that everything wa
ruled by a wise Providence, who ha
not deserted him. His guests wer
heartsick when they heard the figure
but''were as happy as Monty at th
prospect of reaching land again.
The Giencoe made several stops: be
fore Southampton was finally rea^h?i
on the 2Sth of August, but when th
English coast was sighted every on
was too eager to go ashore to be
grudge the extra day. Dan DeMill
asked the entire party, to become hi:
guests for a week's shooting trip ii
Scotland, but Monty vetoed the plai
in the most decided manner.
"We .sail for New York on the 3:ast
est boat," said Monty and hurriec. of
to learn the sailings and book his par
ty. The first boat was to sail on th<
30th, and he could only secure accom?
modations' for twelve of his guests
The rest were obliged to follow a weet
-later.. This; was readily agreed io, and
Bragdon was left to see to the nfces
sa ry repairs on the Flkter and ar
range for her homeward voyage. Mon?
ty gave Bragdon $15,000 for this pur?
pose and extracted a solemn promise
that the entire amount would be used.
"But it won't cost half of this," pro?
tested Bragdon.
"You will have to give these people a
good time during the week, and-well,
you have promised that I shall never
see another penny of it. Some day
you'll know why I do this." And Mon?
ty felt easier when his friend agree! to
abide by his wishes.
He discharged the Flitter's crew,
with five months' pay and the reward
promised on the night of Peggy's res?
cue, which was productive of touching
emotions. Captain Perry and his offi?
cers never forgot the farewell of the
prodigal, nor could they hide the re?
gret that marked their weather besten
faces.
Plans to dispos? of his household
goods and the balance of his casi, in
the short time that would be left after
he arrived in New York occupied Mon?
ty's attention, and most men would
have given up the scheme as hopeless.
But he did not despair. He was ?till
game, and he prepared for the final
plunge with grim determination.
"There should have been a clause in
Jones' conditions about 'weather j>er
mitting.' " he said to himself. "A ship?
wrecked mariner should not be expiat?
ed to spend a million dollars."
The division of the party for the two
sailings was tactfully arranged by
Mrs. DeMille. The Valentines chap?
eroned the "second table," as Subway
Smith called those who were to take
the later boat, and she herself looked
after the first lot. Peggy Gray and
Monty Brewster were in the DeM.ile
party. The three days in England w?re
marked by unparalleled extravagance
on Monty's part. One of the local ho?
tels < was subsidized for a week, al?
though the party only stayed for lunch?
eon, and the Cecil in London was a
gainer by several thousand dollars for
the brief stop there. It was a care?
worn little band that took Monty's spe?
cial train for Southampton and em?
barked two days later. The "rest cu:*e"
that followed was welcome to ai! of
them, and Brewster was especially
glad that his race was almost run.
Swiftly and steadily the liner out
down the leagues that separated her
from Now York. Fair weather and
fair cheer marked her course, and "he
soft, balmy nights wore like seasons of
-u.^.t-,- Tvns cherishintr in
action on the night of the storm. Soi
how it brought a small ray of light
his clouded understanding, and
found joy in keening the flame alive
ligiously if somewhat doubtfully. I
eyes followed her constantly, sear
ing for the encouragement that 1
very blindness of love had hidden fri
him, forever tormenting himself w
fears and hopes and fears again. E
happiness and vivacity puzzled hi
He was often annoyed; he was now a
then seriously mystified.
Four days out from New York, th
three days, then two days, and th
Brewster began to feel the beginni
of the final whirlwind in profliga
clouding him oppressively, ominous
unkindly. Down in his stateroom
drew new estimates, new calculatio
and tried to balance the old ones
that they appeared in the light m<
favorable to his designs.
Going over the statistics carefully,
estimated that the cruise, including t
repairs and the return of the yacht
New York, would cost him $210,000
round figures. One hundred and thirl
three days marked the length of t
voyage when reckoned by time, ar
as near as he could get at it the e
pense had averaged $1,580 a day. A
cording to the contract, he was to pi
for the yacht, exclusive of the cuisi:
and personal service. And he had f oui
it simple enough to spend the remai
ing $1,08(1 There were days, of cour*
when fully $5,000 disappeared, ai
there were otners on which he spe
much less than $1,000, but the averaj
was secure. Taking everything in
consideration. Brewster found that t
fortune had dwindled to a few palt
thousands in addition to the proceed
which would come to him from the sa
of his furniture. On the whole he w;
satisfied.
The landing in New York and tl
separation which followed were not e
tirely merry. Every discomfort wi
. forgotten, and the travelers only kne
that the most wonderful cruise sin?
that of the ark bad come to an en
There was not one who would not ha?
been glad to begin it again the ne:
day.
Immediately after the landing Bre^
ster and Gardner were busy with ti
details of settlement After clearir
up all of the obligations arising froi
the cruise they felt the appropri?t
ness of a season of reflection. It was
difficult moment-a moment when, m
delivered reproofs were in the air. Bt
. Gardner seemed much the more melaj
choly of the two.
Piles of newspapers lay scattere
about ?the_floor of the room in whic
They sat. Every one of them containe
sensational stories of the prodigal'
trip, with pictures, incidents and pr<
dictions. Monty was pained, humil
ated and resentful, but he \vas hones
enough -to admit the justification o
much that was said of him. Ile rea?
bits of, it here and there and then threi;
the papers aside hopelessly. In a fe\
weeks they would tell another stor
and quite as emphatically^
"The worst of it Monty, is that yo
are the next thing to being a poo
man." groaned Gardner. "I've don
my best to economize for you here a
home, as you'll see by these figures
but nothing could possibly balance th
extravagances of this voyage. The?
are simply appalling."
With the condemnation of his friend!
ringing in his troubled brain, with th<
. sneers of acquaintances to distress hif
pride, with the gibes of the comic pa
pers to torture him .remorselessly
Brewster was fast becoming the mosi
miserable man in New York. Friends
of former days gave him the cut di
rect, clubmen ignored him or scorned
him openly, women chilled him witi
the iciness of unspoken reproof, and
all the world was hung with shad?
ows. The doggedness of .despair kept
him up, but the strain that pulled
down on him was so relentless that
the struggle was losing its equality.
He had not expected such a home com?
ing.
Compared with his former self Mon?
ty was now almost a physical wreck,
haggard, . thin and defiant a shadow
of the once debonair young New York?
er, an object of pity and scorn. Asham?
ed and despairing, he had almost lack?
ed the courage to face Mrs. Gray. The
consolation he once gained through her
he now denied himself, and his suffer?
ing, peculiar as it was, was very real.
In absolute recklessness he gave din?
ner after dinner, party after party, all
on a most lavish scale, many of his
guests laughing at him openly while
they enjoyed his hospitality. The real
friends remonstrated, pleaded, did
everything within their power to check
his awful rush to poverty, but without
success. He was not to be stopped.
At last the furniture began to go, then
the plate, then all the priceless bric
a-brac. Piece by piece it disappeared
until the apartments were empty and
he had squandered almost all of the
$40,350 arising from the sales. The
servants were paid off, the apartments
relinquished, and he was beginning to
know what it meant to be "on his
uppers." At the banks he ascertained
that the interest on his moneys
amounted to $19,140.86. A week be?
fore the 23d of September the whole
million was ' gone, including the
amounts won in Lumber and Fuel and
other luckless enterprises. He still
had about $17,000 of his interest
money in the banks, but he had a bil?
lion pangs iu his heart-the interest on
his improvidence.
He found some delight in the discov?
ery that the servants had robbed him
of not less than $3,500 worth of his
belongings, including the Christmas
presents that he in honor could not
have sold. His only encouragement
carne from Grant & Ripley, the law?
yers. Tliey inspired confidence in his
lagging brain by urging him on to the
end, promising brightness thereafter.
Swearengen Jones was as mute as the
mountains in which he lived. There
was no word from him. There was no
assurance that he would approve of
what had hoon done to obliterate Ed?
win Peter Brewster's legacy.
Pan DeMille and his wife implored
taius before his substance was gone
completely. The former offered him
money, employment rest and security
if he would abandon the course he was
pursuing. Up in Fortieth street Peggy
Gray was grieving her heart out, and
he knew it. Two or. three of those
whom he had considered friends re?
fused to recognize him in the street in
this last trying week^ and ^t did not
even interest him "to learn that Miss
Barbara Drew was to become a duch?
ess before the winter was gone. Yet
he found some satisfaction in the re?
port that one Hampton of Chicago had
long since been dropped out of the race.
One day he implored the faithful
Bragdon to steal the Boston terriers.
He could not and would not sell them,
and he dared not give them away.
Bragdon dejectedly appropriated the
dogs, and Brewster announced that
some day he would offer a reward for
their return and "no questions asked."
He took a suit of rooms in a small
hotel and was feverishly planning the
overthrow of the last torturing thou?
sands. , Bragdon lived with him, and
the Little Sons of the Rich stood loy?
ally ready to help him when he ut?
tered the first cry of want. But even
this establishment had to be abandon?
ed at last. The old rooms in Fortieth
street were still open to him, and,
though he quailed at the thought of
making them a refuge, he faced the
ordeal in the spirit of a martyr.
CHAPTER XXX.
JfONTY, yon are breaking my
ML/I heart," was the first and on
jj ly appeal Mrs. Gray ever
A JL made to him. It was two
days"before the 23d, and it did not come
until after the secondhand store men
had driven away from her door with
the bulk of his clothing in their wag?
on. She and Peggy had seen little of
Brewster, and his nervous restlessness
alarmed them. His return was the
talk of the town. Men tried to shun
him, but he persistently wasted some
portion of his fortune on his unwilling
subjects. When he gave $5,000 in cash
to a home for newsboys even his
friends jumped to the conclusion that
he was mad. It was his only gift to
charity, and he excused his motive in
giving at this time by recalling Sedg?
wick's injunction to "give sparingly to
charity." Everything was gone from
his thoughts but the overpowering
eagerness to ?et rid of a few trouble?
some thousands. He felt like an out?
cast a pariah, a hated object that in?
fected every one with whom he came
in contact Sleep was almost impos?
sible; eating was a farce. He gave
elaborate suppers which he did not
touch. Already his best friends were
discussing the advisability of putting
him in a sanitarium, where his mind
might be preserved. Iiis case was
looked upon as peculiar^ the history
of mankind. No writer could find a
parallel; no one could imagine a com?
parison.
Mrs. Gray met him in the hallway
of her home as hp was nervously pock?
eting the $60 he had received in pay?
ment for his clothes. Her face was
like that of a ghost He tried to an?
swer her reproof, but thetwords would
not cooe, and he fled to his room, lock?
ing the door after him. He was at
work there on the transaction that was
Mrs. Gray met him in the hallway.
to record the total disappearance of
Edwin Brewster's million-his final re?
port to Swearengen Jones, executor of
James Sedgwick's will. On the floor
were bundles of packages carefully
wrapped and tied, and on the table
was the long sheet of white paper on
which the report was being drawn.
The packages contained receipts-thou?
sands upon thousands of them-for the
dollars he had spent in less than a
year. They were there for the inspec?
tion of Swearengen Jones, faithfully
and honorably kept as If the old west?
erner would go over in detail the count?
less documents.
He had the accounts balanced up to
the hour. On the long sheet lay the *
record of his ruthlessness^ the epitaph
ol a million^ Tn his pocket was exact?
ly $79.08. This was to last him for
less than forty-eight hours, and then
it would go to join the rest, lt was
his plan ro visit Grant & Ripley on the
afternoon of the 22d and to read the
report to them in anticipation of the
meeting with Jones on the day follow?
ing.
Just before noon, after his encounter i
with Mrs. Gray, he came downstairs
and boldly, for the first time in days,
sought out Peggy. There was the old
smile in his eyes and the old heartiness
in his voice when he came upon her
in the library. She was not reading.
Books, pleasures and all the joys of |
life had fled from her mind, and she I
thought only of the disaster that was !
coming to the boy she had always I
loved. His heart smote him as he
looked into the deep, somber, fright- !
cued pyes, running over with love and :
fear for him.
..Peggy, do you think Tra worth any?
thing more from your mother? Po you
think she will ask mo to live here any
hand in his. Hers was cold, his as
as fire. "You know what you s
away off yonder somewhere, that sh
let me live here if I deserved it.
am a pauper. Peggy, and I'm afr
I'll-I may have to get down to dru
ery again. Will she turn me out? 3
know, I must have somewhere to li
Shall it be the poorhouse? Do you
member saying one day that I'd ?
in the poorhouse?"
She was looking into his eyes, dre:
lng what might be seen in the
But there was no gleam of - insan
there; there was no fever. Instead th?
was the quiet smile of the man who
satisfied with himself and the wot
His voice bore traces of emotion, t
it was the voice of one who has peri?
control of his wits. '
"Is it all-gone. Monty?" she ask
almost in a whisper.
"Here is the residue of my est?t
he said, opening his purse with stea
fingers. "I'm back to where I left of
year ago. The million is gone, and i
wings are clipped." Her face w
white; her heart was in the clutch
ice. How could he be so calm about
when for him she was suffering su
agony? Twice she started to spef
but her voice failed her. She turn
slowly and walked to the windo
keeping her back to the man w
smiled so sadly and yet so heartlessl
"I didn't want the million, Pegg]
he went on. "You think as the r<
do, I know, that I was a fool to act
I did. It would be rank idiocy on r
part to blame you any more than t
others for thinking as you do. A
pea ranees are against me; the proof
overwhelming. A year ago I was ca
ed a man; today they are.stripping i
of every claim to that distinction. T
world says I am a fool, a dolt almost
criminal, but no one believes I am
man. Peggy, will you feel better 1
ward me if I tell you that I am goh
to begin life all over again? It w
be a new Monty Brewster that stn
out again in a few days, or, If you wi
lt shall be the old one-the Monty y<
once knew."
**The old Monty?" she murmur*
softly, dreamily. "It would be go<
co see him-so much better than to s?
the Monty of the last year."
"And in spite of all I have don
Peggy, you will stand by me? Ye
won't desert me like the rest? Yen'
be the same Peggy of the other days!
he cried, his calmness breaking down
"How can you ask? Why shoul
you doubt me?"
For a moment they stood silent eac
)ooking into the heart of the other, eac
seeing the beginning of a new day.
"Child"-his voice trembled dangei
ously-"I-I wonder if you care enoug
for me to-to"- But he could onl
look the question.
"To start all over again with you?
she whispered.
"Yes-to tijust yourself to the protli
gal who has returned. Without yo?
child, all the rest would be as th?
husks. Peggy, I want you-you! Yoi
do love me. I can see it in your eyes; '.
can feel it in your presence."
"How long you have been in realiz
ing it!" she said pensively as sh<
stretched out her arms to him. Foi
many minutes he held her close, find
ing a beautiful peace in the work
agam.
"""How long have you really cared T
he asked in a whisper.
"Always, Monty; all my life."
"And t too, child; all my life. I know
ft now; I've known it for months. O??
what a fool I was to have wasted al)
this love of yours and all this love cf
mine! But I'll not be a profligate-in
love, Peggy. I'll not squander an atom
of it dear, not as long as I live."
"And we will build a greater love,
Monty, as we build the new life togeth?
er. We never can be poor while we
have love as a treasure."
"You won't mind being poor with
me?" he asked.
"I can't be poor with you," she said
simply. .
"And I might have let all this escape
me!" he cried fervently. "Listen, Peg?
gy; we will start together, you as my
wife and my fortune. You shall be all
that is left to me of the past. Will you
marry me the day after tomorrow?
Don't say 'No,' dearest. I want to begin
on that day. At 7 In the morning, dear?
?on't you see how good the start will
be?"^
And he pleaded so ardently and so
earnestly that he won his point even
though It grew out of a whim that she
could not then understand. She was
not to learn until afterward his object
In having the marriage take place on
the morning of Sept. 23, two hours be?
fore the time set for the turning over
of the Sedgwick millions. If all went
well they would be Brewster's millions
before 12 o'clock, and Peggy's life of
poverty would cover no more .?than
three hours of time. She believed'him
worth a lifetime of poverty. So they
would start the new life with but one
possess! on-lo ve.
Peggy rebelled against his desire to
spend the $70 that still remained, but
he was firm in his determination. They
would dine and drive together and see
all of the old life that was left-on $70.
Then on the next day they would start
all over again. There was one rude mo?
ment of dismay when lt occurred to
him that Peggy might be considered
an ''asset" if she became his wife be?
fore 9 o'clock. But he realized at once
that it was only demanded of him thal:
he be penniless and that he possess no
object that had been acquired through
the medium of Edwin Peter Brewster's
money. Surely this wife who was not
to come to him until his last dollar was
gone could not be the product of an old
man's legacy. But so careful was be in
regard to the transaction that he decid?
ed to borrow money of Joe Bragdon to
buy the license and to pay the minis?
ter's fee. Not only would he be penni?
less on the day of settlement but he
would be in debt. So changed was the :
color of the world to him now that even ?
the failure to win Sedgwick's millions ,
could not crush out the new life and
the new joy that had come to him with
the winning of Peggy Gray. 1
rT - --"-cn 1
PRICELESS WRITINGS FOUND.
Christian and Pagan Manuscripts Un?
earthed at Oxyrhyncus.
Cairo, June 15.-Once more Dr.
Grenfell and Dr. Hunt have made
valuable" discoveries in the mounds of
Oxyrhyncus, quite equal in import?
ance to those which so fascinated the
world of scholarship nine years ago.
The Egyptian exploration fund has
done wonders already, especially in \
ance of those so-called "Logia"- '
"the sayings of our Lord"-one of
which at least has a strange and'
unique value. In 1897, out of a mess '
or papyri dug out of the ruins of
Oxyrhyncus, which was one of the
chief early Christian centers in Egypt,'. ;
and is situated some one hundred
and twenty miles south of Cairo, was
extracted a fragment containing eight
sayings of the Lord. What exactly
they constituted has been much de?
bated by scholars since. Harnack
maintains that they come from the
lost Gospel of the Egyptians. Others
suggest that they are excepts from a Jj
primitive Gospel-probably written
in Hebrew in the first instance;
while others again speak of them as
though they formed a part of a sort
of original nucleus of the four can?
onical Gospel. Most of the eight .
"saying" added little or nothing to-j
the Biblical lore of the world, but the 1
one numbered five was of first rate ~
interest and importance-a strange
text in which Christ says, "Raise the
stone and thou shalt find Me, cleave
the^wood and there am I." To these
"sayings" is now added a fresh and
highly interesting contribution. j
Among the newest finds of Dr. Gren?
fell and Hunt is a vellum leaf, forty
five/lines in alli from the manuscript
of a lost Gospel. The subject ac?
cording to the latest decails is a visit
of Jesus, with His discip^s, to the g
Temple of Jerusalem, and an encoun?
ter with a Pharisee^ The Phararisee
rebukes Christ and his followers be?
cause they have omitted the necessary
and proper ceremonial of purification
before entering the Holy Place.
Christ replies with a discourse on the
difference betwen the external and in- 1
ternal purity. i This of course, is not
dissimilar from the Gospels of Mat?
thew and Luke; in the new fragment .
there are several- words not^found in
the new testament, while the writer
displays a considerable familiarity
with Jewish customs, and also with
the topography of the Temple of
Jerusalem. The nature and value of.
the Gospel from which this passage
comes, however, is not known nor
can more be said on the subject until
the fresh Oxyrhyncus papyri are pub?
lished next year. . 'ig
Eut this is not the only valuable ele?
ment in thc new discoveries. There
is a fragment from Pindar"-a novel
form of composition for the Theban
board,, for it consists of odes of suppli?
cation or thanksgiving, addressed to M
a god, and not a paean, such as those-?
with which all are. familar, in honor
of some athletic victor. There is also
a part of a tragedy on the subject
of Hypsiple, supposed to be by Euri?
pides; and, strangely enough, a j>art
of ? new history of Greece ha?; been,
unearthed, which i? is hoped, ^^-^
throw fresh light on the Pehppo?- X
nesian war. ;.
Some of the manuscripts, dating
rom the second or third eentury, but?
thrown away, apparently, in the fifth
century, belonged, it is clear to an /
owner of a library, and amongst
them are fragments of Sappho and. ?t
Bacchylides.
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