llo himself guides his
chariot with his divine hands."

"And astronomers," the Christian went on, "can calculate for years to
come exactly where his steeds will be at each minute of the time. So no
one can be more completely a slave than he to whom so many mortals pray
that he will, of his own free-will, guide circumstances to suit them.
I, therefore, regard the sun as a star, like any other star; and worship
should be given, not to those rolling spheres moving across the sky in
prescribed paths, but to Him who created them and guides them by fixed
laws. I really pity your Apollo and the whole host of the Olympian gods,
since the world has become possessed by the mad idea that the gods
and daimons may be moved, or even compelled, by forms of prayer and
sacrifices and magic arts, to grant to each worshiper the particular
thing on which he may have set his covetous and changeable fancy."

"And yet," exclaimed Melissa, "you yourself told me that you prayed
for my mother when the leech saw no further hope. Every one hopes for
a miracle from the immortals when his own power has come to an end!
Thousands think so. And in our city the people have never been more
religious than they are now. The singer of the Ialemos at the feast of
Adonis particularly praised us for it."

"Because they have never been more fervently addicted to pleasure, and
therefore have never more deeply dreaded the terrors of hades. The great
and splendid Zeus of the Greeks has been transformed into Serapis here,
on the banks of the Nile, and has become a god of the nether world. Most
of the ceremonies and mysteries to which the people crowd are connected
with death. They hope that the folly over which they waste so many
hours will smooth their way to the fields of the blest, and yet they
themselves close the road by the pleasures they indulge in. But the
fullness of time is now come; the straight road lies open to all
mankind, called as they are to a higher life in a new world, and he who
follows it may await death as gladly as the bride awaits the bridegroom
on her marriage day. Yes, I prayed to my God for your dying mother, the
sweetest and best of women. But what I asked for her was not that her
life might be preserved, or that she might be permitted to linger longer
among us, but that the next world might be opened to her in all its
glory."

At this point the speaker was interrupted by an armed troop which thrust
the crowd aside to make way for th