THE CROWNING OF AMENMESES Now, notwithstanding all the woes that fell on Egypt and a certain secret sorrow of my own, began the happiest of the days which the gods have given me.

We went to Mennefer or Memphis, the white-walled city where I was born, the city that I loved.

Now no longer did I dwell in a little house near to the enclosure of the temple of Ptah, which is vaster and more splendid than all those of Thebes or Tanis.

My home was in the beautiful palace of Seti, which he had inherited from his mother, the Great Royal Wife.

It stood, and indeed still stands, on a piled-up mound without the walls near to the temple of the goddess Neit, who always has her habitation to the north of the wall, why I do not know, because even her priests cannot tell me.