body,
until one of his advisers modestly reminded him that his treasure was
not boundless, and asked him what he would have left when he had given
away all he owned.

"My hopes!" answered Alexander proudly, for he expected to conquer not
only Persia and Asia Minor, but all the known world.

While his army slowly made its way along the coast and across the
Hellespont, Alexander, attended by only a few followers, sailed straight
for Troy, the ancient Asiatic city.

He landed on the desert plain where the proud city had once stood,
visited all the scenes of the mighty conflict, and offered sacrifices on
the tomb of Achilles, while his friend He-phaes'ti-on did the same on
that of Patroclus.

When this pious pilgrimage to the tomb of his ancestor was over,
Alexander hastened to join the army, for he longed to do like the
ancient Greeks, and win a glorious victory.

His wishes were soon granted, for before long he met the Persian army
near the Gra-ni'cus River, where a terrible battle was fought. Alexander
himself joined in the fighting, and would certainly have been killed had
not his friend Clytus, the son of his old nurse, rushed to his rescue
and saved his life.

In spite of the size of the Persian army, which was much larger than his
own, Alexander won a complete victory at the Granicus. Then, marching
southward, he took the cities of Sardis and Ephesus without striking
another blow. These towns were very rich, and offered of their own free
will to pay him the same tribute that they had given to the Persians.

Alexander, however, would not take it, but bade them use the money to
rebuild the Temple of Diana, which had been burned to the ground on the
night he was born. As the sacred image of the goddess had been saved,
the E-phe'sians gladly built a second magnificent shrine, which was
visited many years later by Paul, the disciple of Christ.

From Sardis and Ephesus, Alexander marched on into the province of
Ca'ri-a. Here the queen of the country warmly welcomed him, adopted him
as her son, and even proposed to give him her best cooks, so that they
might prepare his food for him on the march.

Alexander thanked her heartily for this kind offer, but declined it,
saying that his tutor Aristotle had given him the very best recipe for
making him relish his meals.

The queen, whose appetite was fanciful, eagerly asked what it was; and
Alexander smilingly answered, "A march before daybreak as the sauce for
my din