The measure struck the king
favorably, and Arioch, with a bounding heart, was on his way. The regent,
Evil-Merodach, was first apprised of the fact, which he received with
demonstrations of joy.
The news was quickly learned by hundreds, and the palace rang with shouts
of rejoicing. The regent, with the guard, was soon on the march for the
place where Arioch had left the king. When they reached the spot, the
monarch arose and gently bowed. His son now ran up to his father, fell on
his neck, and they warmly embraced each other. The old royal guard, as
soon as their emotions were partially subsided, approached as near their
sovereign as they could, and, at a given signal from their captain, they
broke forth in one grand shout that made the forest ring. The king was
deeply moved; he endeavored to speak, but was not able.
The procession was on its way. The king with his son and the prime
minister, was drawn in the royal chariot. Shouts of joy echoed on the
high turrets of the royal mansion as the restored monarch entered once
more through its massive portals, to sit on the throne of his empire.
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