"
By this time the maniac stood close by the side of his courtier, but as
yet he had not observed him.
"Nebuchadnezzar, king of Babylon!" cried Daniel, with a loud voice.
The maniac was startled, looked up to the face of the minister for a
moment, and cried, in loud accents, "Belteshazzar! Belteshazzar!" and, as
if greatly terrified, ran. He soon stopped and stood at a distance, with
his wild, flashing eyes steadfastly fixed on the form of the Rab Mag.
Daniel arose, and slowly directed his footsteps towards the spot. He was
glad to find that the king remained stationary. He approached within a
respectful distance of the maniac, uncovered his head, made his humble
obeisance as in days of yore, and cried:
"O king, live forever!"
The king, in silence, continued to gaze on Daniel, with a wild, vacant
stare.
"Jehovah, the God of Israel!" cried Daniel, pointing with his finger to
the skies.
"J-e-h-o-v-a-h!" slowly whispered the king, gazing upward.
The Hebrew now ventured nearer the king, fell upon his knees, and "with
his face toward Jerusalem," sent his urgent, silent petition to the God
of Israel, in behalf of his unfortunate sovereign.
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