Some good friends had rescued his family and helped them to follow him, and when they rejoined him he had begun his wanderings as a singer.

Many a time had life proved miserable enough; still, he had always remained true to his art and to the gods of Olympus.
Olympius had listened to his narrative with many tokens of sympathy and agreement, and when Karnis, with tears in his eyes, brought his story to a close, the philosopher laid his hand on his friend's shoulder and drawing him towards him, exclaimed: "Well done, my brave old comrade! We will both be faithful to the same good cause! You have made sacrifices for it as I have; and we need not despair yet.

If we triumph here our friends in a thousand towns will begin to look up.

The reading of the stars last night, and the auguries drawn from this morning's victims, portend great changes.

What is down to the ground to-day may float high in the air to-morrow.