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ing the accumulated treasures of Alexandrian research , without a particle of discrimination , peddled in antiquarianism of a false and meretricious kind . "With Theophilus of Csesarea , the pseudo Manetho Greorge Syncellus , whose only merit consists in having preserved for us the fragments we possess of Eratosthenes and
Apollodorus , research sunk into a degraded kind of parrot-like repetition of a few facts , mingled w ith the mysticism of the Neo-Platonists ; and all knowledge of the true method of reading the hieroglyphics being lost , we may , indeed , characterize the period now commencing as the " hopeless age . ''
Travels By A Freemason
TRAVELS BY A EREEMASGKV
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CHAPTER Til . —BRAZIL . Left at Mangaratiba , I commenced a survey of the country , and from the high ground at the back of the town , got a pretty accurate notion of the position of the neighbouring places . Accordingly you may imagine me trudging off with my negro into the country ,
striking through the woods , yet maintaining a due caution with regard to snakes , but the few I saw were perfectly harmless . After exploring in this fashion daring some hours , we reached a somewhat lofty eminence , and here we rested for awhile gazing on the high mountains around , between which could be caught at a distance the glitter of the blue ocean .
" Have you ever been down m this neighbourhood ? asked I of my negro , who was regarding with attention one of the peaks that glittered in the rays of the sun . " Yes , I was once servant to a man who owned a property on the lower side of that hill you see there . " " Was he a kind master ? "
"No , " answered the negro shortly , as if reserving to himself the liberty of telling a story . " What was his fault , then ?" " He was a devil , sir , in human form . He placed all manner of snares and temptations in the way of his negroes , and never could be induced to spare one who committed any error ; his punishments were severer tortures than you could imagine . He would
hang a negro by his feet irom the branch 01 a tree , tie his hands , and light a fire under him . He once put a man into a cage full of venomous snakes , where he yelled for ten minutes in the most heartpiercing manner , then his shrieks grew fainter , and in live minutes more he was dead . However , he got his reward before long , and I don't think his example has been followed . " " Got his reward—how ?" " Killed , sir , in the way he had killed others . "
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
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ing the accumulated treasures of Alexandrian research , without a particle of discrimination , peddled in antiquarianism of a false and meretricious kind . "With Theophilus of Csesarea , the pseudo Manetho Greorge Syncellus , whose only merit consists in having preserved for us the fragments we possess of Eratosthenes and
Apollodorus , research sunk into a degraded kind of parrot-like repetition of a few facts , mingled w ith the mysticism of the Neo-Platonists ; and all knowledge of the true method of reading the hieroglyphics being lost , we may , indeed , characterize the period now commencing as the " hopeless age . ''
Travels By A Freemason
TRAVELS BY A EREEMASGKV
( Continued from page 615 . )
CHAPTER Til . —BRAZIL . Left at Mangaratiba , I commenced a survey of the country , and from the high ground at the back of the town , got a pretty accurate notion of the position of the neighbouring places . Accordingly you may imagine me trudging off with my negro into the country ,
striking through the woods , yet maintaining a due caution with regard to snakes , but the few I saw were perfectly harmless . After exploring in this fashion daring some hours , we reached a somewhat lofty eminence , and here we rested for awhile gazing on the high mountains around , between which could be caught at a distance the glitter of the blue ocean .
" Have you ever been down m this neighbourhood ? asked I of my negro , who was regarding with attention one of the peaks that glittered in the rays of the sun . " Yes , I was once servant to a man who owned a property on the lower side of that hill you see there . " " Was he a kind master ? "
"No , " answered the negro shortly , as if reserving to himself the liberty of telling a story . " What was his fault , then ?" " He was a devil , sir , in human form . He placed all manner of snares and temptations in the way of his negroes , and never could be induced to spare one who committed any error ; his punishments were severer tortures than you could imagine . He would
hang a negro by his feet irom the branch 01 a tree , tie his hands , and light a fire under him . He once put a man into a cage full of venomous snakes , where he yelled for ten minutes in the most heartpiercing manner , then his shrieks grew fainter , and in live minutes more he was dead . However , he got his reward before long , and I don't think his example has been followed . " " Got his reward—how ?" " Killed , sir , in the way he had killed others . "