"Abednego!"
Azariah, with a degree of paleness spread over his youthful countenance,
left his seat, and joined his comrades.
"Apgomer!"
Apgomer was startled. The contented youth looked for no such result.
Delighted with the triumph of the Hebrews, and the punishment of his
cousins' vanity, he considered himself well rewarded. But, remembering
himself, he quickly left his seat, and, with a pleasant smile upon his
countenance, he took his place by the side of Azariah.
The parchment was rolled up and delivered over to the king.
The king arose, and thus addressed the five:
"Young men! Your honor cometh not from the king. It is the result of your
own industry and perseverance. By the favorable interposition of the
gods, ye have arrived at a perfection in knowledge never exhibited before
on any occasion in the presence of the king. Four of your number are from
another country. The hills of Judah are yet fresh in your memories, and
Jerusalem is far from being forgotten.
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