PHAETHON Retold by Edith Hamilton med with ivory and nd glittered. It was Darkness and night y of light, The palace of the Sun was a fadiant place. It shone with gold and glea sparkled with jewels. Everything without and within flashed and glowed a! always high noon there. Shadowy twilight never dimmed the brightness. were unknown. Few among mortals could have long endured that unchanging brillianc; but few had ever found their way thither. Nevertheless, one day a youth, mortal on his mother's side, dared to approach. Often ne had to pause and clear his dazzled eyes, but the errand which had brought him was so urgent that his purpose held fast and he pressed on, up to the palace, through the burnished doors, and into the throne room where surrounded by a blinding, blazing splendor the sun god sat. There the lad was forced to halt. He could bear no more. Nothing escapes the eyes of the Sun. He saw the boy instantly and he looked at him very kindly. “What brought you here?” he asked, “I have come,” the other answered boldly, “to find out if you are my father or not. My mother said you were, but the boys at school laugh when | tell them | am your son. Thev will not believe me. | told my mother and she said | had better go and ask you.” ‘Smiling, the Sun took off his crown of buming light so that the lad coluld look at him without distress. “Come here, Phaethon,” he said. “You are my son. Clymene told you the truth. | expect you will not doubt my word too? But! will give you a proof. Ask anything you want of me and you shall have it. | call the Styx to be witness to my promise, the river of the oath of the gods.” No doubt Phaethon had often watched the Sun riding through the heavens and had told himself with a feeling, half awe, hal excitement, “It is my father up there.” And then he would wonder what it would be like to be in the chariot, guiding the steeds along that dizzy course, giving light to the world. Now at his father’s words this wild dream had become possible. instantly he cried, “I choose to take your place, Father. Thatis the only thing | want. Just for a day, a single day, let me have your car to drive.” ‘The Sun realized his own folly. Why had he taken that fatal oath and bound himself to give in to anything that happened to enter a boy's rash young head? "Dear lad," this is the only thing | would have refused you. | know | cannot refuse. I have swom by the Styx. I must yield if you persist, But ! do not believe you wil. Listen while | tell you what this is you want. You are Clymene’s son as well as mine. You are mortal and no mortal could drive my chariot. Indeed, no God except myself can do that, The ruler of the gods cannot. Consider the road, Itrises up tron the sea so steeply that the horses can hardly climb it, fresh though they are in the early mornin in mid-heaven it is so high that even I do not lke to look down. Worst of allis the descent, ey precipitous that the sea gods waiting to receive me wonder how! can avoid falling headlong’ Fo guide the horses, too, is.a perpetual struggle. Then fiery spirits grow hotter as the cli . J they scarcely suffer my control, What would they do with you?" 'y climb and “are you fancying that there are al sorts of wonders up there, citie: beautiful things? Nothing of the kind. You will have to pass beasts, fierce boner’ gods full of ‘il The B ic Scorpi f prey, and they are al that you will see. The Bull, the Lion, the Scorpion, the great Grab, costs of Prey. an Crab, each will try to - ry to harm Scanned with CamScaniyou, Be persuaded, Look around you. See all the goods the rich world holds. Choose from them your heart's desire and it shall be yours. If what you wantis to be proved my son, my fears for you are proof enough that | am your father.” But none of all this wise talk meant anything to the boy. A glorious prospect opened before him. He saw himself. proudly standing in that wondrous car, his hands triumphantly guiding those steeds which Jove himself could not master. He did not give a thought to the dangers his father detailed. He felt not a quiver of fear, not a doubt of his own powers. Atlast the Sun gave up trying to dissuade him. It was hopeless, as he saw. Besides, there was no time. The moment for starting was at hand. Already the gates of the east glowed purple, and Dawn had opened her courts full of rosy light. The stars were leaving the sky; even the lingering morning star was dim There was need for haste, but all was ready. The Seasons, the gatekeepers of Olympus, stood waiting to fling the doors wide. The horses had been bridle and yoked to the car. Proudly and joyously Phaethon mounted it and they were off. He had made his choice. Whatever came of it he could not change now. Not that he wanted to in that first exhilarating rush through the air, so swift that the East Wind was outstripped and left far behind. The horses’ flying feet went through the low-banked clouds near the ocean as through a thin sea must and then up and up in the clear air, climbing the height of heaven. For a few ecstatic. moments, Phaethon felt himself the lord of the sky. But suddenly there was a change. The chariot was swinging wildly to and fro; the pace was faster; he had lost control. Not he, but the horses were directing the course. That light weight in the car, those feeble hands clutching the reins, had told them their own driver was not there. They were the masters then. No one else could command'them. They left the road and rushed where they chose, up, down, to the right, to the left. They nearly wrecked th4e chariot against the Scorpion; they brought up short and almost ran into the Crab. By this time the poor charioteer was half fainting with terror, and he let the reins fall That was the signal for still more mad and reckless running. The horses soared p to the very top of the sky and then, plunging headlong down, they set the world on top. The highest mountains were the first to burn, Ida and Helicon, where the Muses dwell, Pamassus and heaven- piercing Olympus. Down their slopes the flame ran to the low-lying valleys and the dark forest lands, until all things everywhere were ablaze. The springs turned into steam; the rivers shrank Itis said that it was then the Nile fled and hid his head, which still is hidden. ___ Inthe car Phaethon, hardly keeping his place there, was wrapped in thick smoke and heat as if from a fiery furnace. He wanted nothing except to have this torment and terror erided. He would have welcomed death. Mother Earth, too, could bear no more, She uttered a great cry which reached up to the gods. Looking down from Olympus they saw that they must act quickly if the world was to be saved. Jove seized his thunderbolt and hurled it at the rash, repentant ee It struck him dead, shattered the chariot, and made the maddened horses rush down into je sea. _,__ Phaethon all on fire fell from the car through the air to the earth, The mysterious rivet Eridanus, which no mortal eyes have ever seen, received him and put out the flames and cooled ee oe The naiads, in pity for him, so bold and so young to die, buried him and carved upon je tomb: Scanned with CamScaniHere Phaethon lies who drove the sun god's car. Greatly he failed, but he had greatly dared . His sisters, the Heliades, the daughter of Helios, the Sun, came to his grave to mourn fe him. There they were tumed into popular trees, on the bank of the Eridanus. Where sorrowing they weep into the stream forever. And each tear as it falls shines in the water A glistening drop of amber. Vocabulary: 4 Styx - one of the rivers in the underworld 2. suffer - bear 3. naiads - nymphs who lived in rivers, streams, and lakes 4. Helios - an early Greek sun god, later identified with Apolio Scanned with CamScani