Athothis : a satire on modern medicine / by Thomas C. Minor.

Memphis, with its broad colonnades on either hand adorned with statuary and flowers, while in the dim dis- tance loomed the wondrous pyramids. " At last you have discovered something modern that is pleasing!" murmured Paulus Androcydes, exultingly, as he observed the smile of pleasure on the Egyptian's face. " I am very, very happy !" exclaimed Athothis. " I am overwhelmed with joy. Memphis was my home dur- ing many transmigrations, and this stage effect is so artistic and realistic that my spiritual imagination may easily deceive me. I shall give myself up to the full en- joyment of this operatic performance. Shades of Isis! Behold the lovely daughter of Egypt who* is now singing ! At last, after the lapse of ages, I have found my true affinity within the mortal frame of this actress." " What!" said Paulus Androcydes, in a tone of disgust and astonishment; " a prince of the first dynasty in love with a modern singer ? This woman is no Egyptian ; she merely plays the part of Amneris. She is madly in love with Radmes, who will presently forsake her for Aida, a captive African slave." " She is a king's daughter," replied Athothis, in a tremulous voice. " She loves him not! I read her mind clearly. She is dreaming as she sings of the glories of Egypt. Weary and heart-sick, tired out with endless toil before the footlights, she seeks rest in imagination, and her mind soars with her voice heavenward. She feels my unseen presence ; and, listen ! she is singing— " ' Has not another vision, One more sweet, more enchanting, Found favor in your heart ?' " No, mortal! Radmes is not my rival; for presently