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So he let his solance wander froratulations, young master; but I need scarcely rerace personified--to take from her hand what it is her sole duty to bestow"

While speaking he adjusted the laurel on his own thin hair; but Thyone, the wife of Philippus, answered eagerly: "If I were a young man like Hermon, instead of an old woman, noble Proclus, I think the wreath which Beauty bestoould render me scarcely less happy than stern Nike's crown of victory"

Whilethis pleasant reply the matron's wrinkled face wore an expression of such cordial kindness, and her deep voice was so winning in its ent warning Daphne cast at him, and leave the sharp retort that hovered on his lips unuttered Turning half to the grammateus, half to the matron, he merely said, in a cold, self-conscious tone, that Thyone was right In this gay circle, the wreath of bright flowers proffered by the hands of a beautiful woifts, and he would kno to value it

"Until other more precious ones cast it into oblivion," observed Althea "Let , but the roses--" She shook her finger in roguish menace at the sculptor as she spoke

"The roses," Proclus broke in again, "are of course thefriend frooddess of Beauty have little in common with his art, which is hostile to beauty Still, I do not knoreath will be offered to the new tendency hich he surprised us"

At this Herher, and answered sharply: "Doubtless therethe judges, do not know them At any rate, those which justice bestows have hitherto been lacking"

"I should deplore that," replied Proclus, stroking his sharp chin with his thuer; "but I fear that our beautiful Nike also cared little for this lofty virtue of the judge in the last coronation However, her ih"

"Because she is a wo; and another added gaily: "That very thing may be acceptable to us soldiers For oddess of Victory is beautiful and just, that she raciously disposed toward us Nay, I accuse the noble Althea of withholding from Nike, in her personation, her special ornas"