OF THE AWAKING OF HARMACHIS; OF THE CEREMONY OF HIS CROWNING AS PHARAOH OF THE UPPER AND THE LOWER LAND; AND OF THE OFFERINGS MADE TO PHARAOH Once again I woke--to find myself stretched at length upon the stone flooring of the Holy Place of Isis that is at Abouthis.

By me stood the old Priest of the Mysteries, and in his hand was a lamp.

He bent over me, and gazed earnestly upon my face.
"It is day--the day of thy new birth, and thou hast lived to see it, Harmachis!" he said at length.

"I give thanks.

Arise, royal Harmachis--nay, tell me naught of that which has befallen thee.