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The Nemesis: A Tale Of The Days Of Trajan.

at him , and then at the empty goblet , and his wine-stained gown . " Thrice has it happened now , twice before . The first time , let me see , Avas when I became acquainted with Balbus , aye I remember the night .

The furies were in the dice that night , for I threw nothing but the Canns , while Balbus at every throw flung out a Venus . Yes I remember it well . That night I spilt my wine . " A stormy shudder passed through the

unfortunate frame , as he spoke ; Balbus turned slightly pale , while the others appeared surprised in the last degree . Genua ' s sombre tones , the mystery of the dice , and the evident vexation of Balbus , told them that some dark story was laid under the words . Cenna still looking at the goblet

continned" The second time was long after that ni ght . I had squandered much , the dice had gone against me , the dog was ever in the box . I was deeply in debt to Balbus—to Balbus , " he continued , with a bitter sigh , seemingly unaware or forgetful of

anyone present . "Yes , again it was night , the . dice once more rolled from out the box , and I lost , lost heavily , and again to Balbus . I called for wine , for my vitals were on fire , my throat was parched , my tongue like a piece of leather . I raised the

goblet to my lips , and a second time I spilt my wine . A moment after the tidings were brought me that my father had died , died suddenly , and I was not there to close his eyes . " At these words he fell forward upon the table

sobbing convulsively . Murenna and the others Were aghast at his mysterious words , and gazed suspiciously at Balbns . Although lawless debauchees , they had still honour enough left to scorn a player with cogged dice . Balbus saw their

suspicious Avritten on their faces , and with a gesture of supreme contempt he crushed down his own emotions , saying , — " The fool is very far gone , he babbles in his cups . "

He filled another goblet with wine , and poured the rest of the liquid from the phial into it , which he placed before Genua , removing at the same time the empty one . " Come Cenna , are Ave to pledge that bum-?

per " Cenna looked up , and seeing a full goblet before him , rubbed his forehead in perplexity . "Why , it is full . I thought but UOAV it was empty , and that I had spilt it . A bumper with you !

The Nemesis: A Tale Of The Days Of Trajan.

Well , I am glad I did not spill it—the third time it would have brought me death . " His hearers shuddered at the words . It had brought him death . Cenna pushed the goblets away from him .

" No I have had enou ° * h wine , I shall drink no more . I shall go home . No more wine for me . " "Come , Cenna , this one goblet and then to bed . " "Good , one goblet more , and then to bed , "

cried Cenna , once more relapsing * into intoxication . " See , now I Avillgive you a pledge . 'Fortune to honest men , deatb to knaves ' . " He drank off fche goblet , and threw ifc on tha table . For an instant he lay stupified with the

fresh draught , but gradually a dim horror gathered in his eyes , his flushed cheek paled , and raising himself on his elbow he stared at Balbus . Lifting up his stained gown he muttered " The third time —death , " and fell back a corpse . The Bacchanals

gazed at him in affri ght , even the iron nerves of Balbns unbraced for an instant , but it was only for an instant .

" All is over , " he whispered , " let us hurl him into theiTiber . " " Into the Tiber ? " said Murenna , " Aye , would you have ifc told in Rome that he was found dead in our society . Pitch . hini into tbe Tiber . It will appear a suicide or an accident . Come . "

They lifted the body from the couch and bore it to the garden , where the Tiber flowed yellow and deep , and swift . ¦ They flung it in , a splash and ifc went hurling down the tide to laud at the very gates of Rome . Next morning the High Priest

Cassius learned that Cenna Avas dead , drowned in the Tiber . He shook his head gravely . " Cossus and now Cenna . " ( To be continued . )

Masonic Notes And Queries .

MASONIC NOTES AND QUERIES .

IHE GOD 03 ? XSSOrHAXES AUD THE GBEAT A . BOHITECT 01 ? THE rSTVEBSE—A 3 TAXAG 0 EAS—SO CEASES . In answer to the letter of a brother who sends me some remarks respecting the God of three Greek philosophers , Xenophanes , Anaxagoras , and Socrates , I say as follows—first , as to Xenophanes . Nofc

many years ago I came accidentall y upon his two famous lines : — El ' s Seos sv re 8 $ oiai aai avSpairoicri fieyitrros . Oure OEjiias dvqrolirtv o / xoios oure vori . aa . Being much struck with these lines , I looked into the Fragments of Xenophanes , and into the various

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HISTORY OF FREEMASONRY IN CORNWALL. Article 1
MONS. VICTOR HUGO'S ANNUAL FESTIVAL OF POOR LITTLE CHILDREN. Article 4
THE NEMESIS: A TALE OF THE DAYS OF TRAJAN. Article 6
MASONIC NOTES AND QUERIES . Article 9
CORRESPONDENCE. Article 10
MASONIC LIBRARIES. Article 11
MASONIC MEMS. Article 11
METROPOLITAN. Article 12
PROVINCIAL. Article 13
ROYAL ARCH. Article 17
KNIGHTS TEMPLAR. Article 17
SCOTLAND. Article 17
IRELAND. Article 17
ISLE OF MAN. Article 18
Obituary. Article 18
THE WEEK. Article 19
TO CORRESPONDENTS. Article 20
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The Nemesis: A Tale Of The Days Of Trajan.

at him , and then at the empty goblet , and his wine-stained gown . " Thrice has it happened now , twice before . The first time , let me see , Avas when I became acquainted with Balbus , aye I remember the night .

The furies were in the dice that night , for I threw nothing but the Canns , while Balbus at every throw flung out a Venus . Yes I remember it well . That night I spilt my wine . " A stormy shudder passed through the

unfortunate frame , as he spoke ; Balbus turned slightly pale , while the others appeared surprised in the last degree . Genua ' s sombre tones , the mystery of the dice , and the evident vexation of Balbus , told them that some dark story was laid under the words . Cenna still looking at the goblet

continned" The second time was long after that ni ght . I had squandered much , the dice had gone against me , the dog was ever in the box . I was deeply in debt to Balbus—to Balbus , " he continued , with a bitter sigh , seemingly unaware or forgetful of

anyone present . "Yes , again it was night , the . dice once more rolled from out the box , and I lost , lost heavily , and again to Balbus . I called for wine , for my vitals were on fire , my throat was parched , my tongue like a piece of leather . I raised the

goblet to my lips , and a second time I spilt my wine . A moment after the tidings were brought me that my father had died , died suddenly , and I was not there to close his eyes . " At these words he fell forward upon the table

sobbing convulsively . Murenna and the others Were aghast at his mysterious words , and gazed suspiciously at Balbns . Although lawless debauchees , they had still honour enough left to scorn a player with cogged dice . Balbus saw their

suspicious Avritten on their faces , and with a gesture of supreme contempt he crushed down his own emotions , saying , — " The fool is very far gone , he babbles in his cups . "

He filled another goblet with wine , and poured the rest of the liquid from the phial into it , which he placed before Genua , removing at the same time the empty one . " Come Cenna , are Ave to pledge that bum-?

per " Cenna looked up , and seeing a full goblet before him , rubbed his forehead in perplexity . "Why , it is full . I thought but UOAV it was empty , and that I had spilt it . A bumper with you !

The Nemesis: A Tale Of The Days Of Trajan.

Well , I am glad I did not spill it—the third time it would have brought me death . " His hearers shuddered at the words . It had brought him death . Cenna pushed the goblets away from him .

" No I have had enou ° * h wine , I shall drink no more . I shall go home . No more wine for me . " "Come , Cenna , this one goblet and then to bed . " "Good , one goblet more , and then to bed , "

cried Cenna , once more relapsing * into intoxication . " See , now I Avillgive you a pledge . 'Fortune to honest men , deatb to knaves ' . " He drank off fche goblet , and threw ifc on tha table . For an instant he lay stupified with the

fresh draught , but gradually a dim horror gathered in his eyes , his flushed cheek paled , and raising himself on his elbow he stared at Balbus . Lifting up his stained gown he muttered " The third time —death , " and fell back a corpse . The Bacchanals

gazed at him in affri ght , even the iron nerves of Balbns unbraced for an instant , but it was only for an instant .

" All is over , " he whispered , " let us hurl him into theiTiber . " " Into the Tiber ? " said Murenna , " Aye , would you have ifc told in Rome that he was found dead in our society . Pitch . hini into tbe Tiber . It will appear a suicide or an accident . Come . "

They lifted the body from the couch and bore it to the garden , where the Tiber flowed yellow and deep , and swift . ¦ They flung it in , a splash and ifc went hurling down the tide to laud at the very gates of Rome . Next morning the High Priest

Cassius learned that Cenna Avas dead , drowned in the Tiber . He shook his head gravely . " Cossus and now Cenna . " ( To be continued . )

Masonic Notes And Queries .

MASONIC NOTES AND QUERIES .

IHE GOD 03 ? XSSOrHAXES AUD THE GBEAT A . BOHITECT 01 ? THE rSTVEBSE—A 3 TAXAG 0 EAS—SO CEASES . In answer to the letter of a brother who sends me some remarks respecting the God of three Greek philosophers , Xenophanes , Anaxagoras , and Socrates , I say as follows—first , as to Xenophanes . Nofc

many years ago I came accidentall y upon his two famous lines : — El ' s Seos sv re 8 $ oiai aai avSpairoicri fieyitrros . Oure OEjiias dvqrolirtv o / xoios oure vori . aa . Being much struck with these lines , I looked into the Fragments of Xenophanes , and into the various

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