Tutmosis came in
and said,

"Holiness, the priest Samentu wishes to pay thee homage."

"Well, let him come."

"He implores thee, lord, to receive him in a tent in the military camp;
he asserts that the walls of the palace are fond of listening."

Before sunset, the pharaoh went with Tutmosis to his faithful troops
and found among them the royal tent, at which Asiatics were on guard by
command of Tutmosis.

In the evening came Samentu dressed in the garb of a pilgrim, and when
he had greeted his holiness with honor, he whispered,

"It seems to me that I was followed the whole way by some man who has
stopped not far from this tent, O holiness. Perhaps he was sent by the
high priests."

At the pharaoh's command Tutmosis ran out, and found, in fact, a
strange officer.

"Who art thou?" asked he.

"I am Eunana, a centurion in the regiment of Isis. The unfortunate
Eunana. Dost Thou not remember me, worthiness? More than a year ago at
the maneuvers near Pi-Bailos I discovered the sacred scarabs."

"Ah, that is thou!" interrupted Tutmosis. "But thy regiment is not in
Abydos?"

"The water of truth flows from thy lips. We are quartered at a wretched
place near Mena where the priests have commanded us to clear a canal,
as if we were Hebrews or earthdiggers."

"How hast Thou appeared here?"

"I implored my superiors for a rest of some days, and like a deer
thirsting for a spring I, thanks to the swiftness of my feet, have
hurried hither."

"What dost Thou wish, then?"

"I wish to beg favor of his holiness against the shaven heads who give
me no promotion because I am sensitive to the sufferings of warriors."

Tutmosis returned to the tent, ill-humored, and repeated the
conversation to the pharaoh.

"Eunana?" repeated the sovereign. "Yes, I remember him. He caused us
trouble with his beetles, but got fifty blows of a stick through
Herhor. And Thou sayst that he complains of the priests? Bring him
hither."

The pharaoh told Samentu to go into the second division of the tent.

The unfortunate officer soon showed himself. He fell with his face to
the earth, and then kneeling, and sighing, continued,

"I pray every day at his rising and setting to Re Harmachis, and to
Amon, and Re, and Ptah, and to other gods and goddesses, for thy
health, O sovereign of Egypt! That Thou live! That Thou have success,
and that I might see even the splendor of thy heel." [Authentic]

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