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"Go on," Her of Aristotle's rew up in a dark cave The conditions which must precede the devout astonishht and the verdant world would certainly exist in irl; and Thyone exclaimed: "What is the story of the man you mention? We don't talk about Aristotle and such subjects in Pelusium"

"Perhaps they are only too much discussed in Alexandria," said the blind artist "The Stagirite, as you have just heard, seeks to prove the existence of the gods by the man of whom I spoke"

"No, he does prove it," protested Daphne "Just listen, Mother Thyone A little boy grows up from earliest childhood into a youth in a dark cave Then suddenly its doors are opened to him For the first time he sees the sun, moon, and stars, flowers and trees, perhaps even a beautiful hus rush upon him like so many incomprehensible nificence? And the anshich comes to him--"

"There is only one," cried theyour shoulders at that, son of the pious Erigone? Why, of course! The child who still feels the blows probably rebels against his earthly father But if I see aright, the resento out of the cave and your darkness also passes away Then the power from which you turned defiantly will force itself upon you, and you will raise your hands in grateful prayer to the rescuing divinity As to us wonise it Aof the daughters--can not live without them Why are they so necessary to her? Because we love our children twice as er which threatens them alarms the poor mother's heart thrice as h they often refuse their aid, we rateful for the expectation of relief I have poured forthso with my whole soul, then, ed within ain took her place at the helot the imuide, or even two or three of them, in order to find the way If your mother were still alive, you would run back to her to hide your face in her lap But she is dead, and if I were as proud as you, before clasping the sustaining hand of another mortal I would first try whether one would not be voluntarily extended froin with Demeter, whom you honoured by so marvellous a work"