Fame, in favour of his Majesty. This would
continue until her own end and that of all the Olympians, because the
Emperor Charles himself was an immortal. He had made them both subject to
him. Fortune as well as Fame must obey his sign. But there was another
younger friend of the gods for whom, on account of the shortness of his
life, they had been able to do less, but for whom they also held in
readiness their best and greatest gifts. He, too, would succeed in
rendering them his subjects. While speaking, Fortune pointed with the
cornucopia and Fame with the trumpet to Duke Maurice, and besought their
indulgent lord and master, the Emperor Charles, to be permitted to show
some of their young favourite's possessions, by whose means he, too,
would succeed in retaining them in his service.

Then Pallas Athene appeared with the university city of Leipsic, the
latter laden with all sorts of symbols of knowledge. Next came Plutus,
the god of Wealth, followed by Freiberg miners bearing large specimens of
silver ore in buckets and baskets; and, lastly, Mars, the god of War,
leading by a long chain two camels on which rode captive and fettered
Turks.

During these spectacles, which were followed by other similar ones,
Barbara had been thinking of her own affairs, and gazed more frequently
at her lover and his distinguished guests than at the former.

But the next group interested her more because it seemed to honour the
Emperor's taste for astronomy, of which he had often talked with her.

On a long cart, drawn by powerful stallions, appeared a gigantic
firmament in the shape of a hemisphere, on whose upper surface the sun,
moon, and stars were seen shining in radiant light. The moon passed
through all her changes, the sun and planets moved, and from the dome
echoed songs and lute-playing, which were intended to represent the music
of the spheres. Another chorus was heard from a basket of flowers of
stupendous size. Among the natural and artificial blossoms sat and lay
upon leaves and in the calyxes of the flowers child genii, who flung to
the Emperor beautiful bouquets, and into the laps and at the feet of the
ladies in the tent smaller ones and single flowers.

Barbara, too, did not go with empty hands. The Cupid who had thrown his
to her was the little Maltese Hannibal, who sang with other boys as
"Voices of the Flowers," and later was to take part in the great chorus.

This friendly remembrance of her young fellow-artis