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- obtruded. Did deities dine? Then also recurred what Media had declared
about my shrine in Odo. Was this it? Self- sacrilegious demigod that I
was, was I going to gluttonize on the very offerings, laid before me in
my own sacred fane? Give heed to thy ways, oh Taji, lest thou stumble
and be lost.
But hereupon, what saw we, but his cool majesty of Odo tranquilly
proceeding to lunch in the temple?
How now? Was Media too a god? Egad, it must be so. Else, why his image
here in the fane, and the original so entirely at his ease, with legs
full cosily tucked away under the very altar itself. This put to flight
all appalling apprehensions of the necessity of starving to keep up the
assumption of my divinity. So without more ado I helped myself right
and left; taking the best care of Yillah; who over fed her flushed
beauty with juicy fruits, thereby transferring to her cheek the sweet
glow of the guava.
Our hunger appeased, and Media in token thereof celestially laying his
hand upon the appropriate region, we proceeded to quit the inclosure.
But coming to the wall where the breach had been made, lo, and behold,
no breach was to be seen. But down it came tumbling again, and forth we
issued.
This overthrowing of walls, be it known, is an incidental compliment
paid distinguished personages in this part of Mardi. It would seem to
signify, that such gentry can go nowhere without creating an
impression; even upon the most obdurate substances.
But to return to our ambrosial lunch.
Sublimate, as you will, the idea of our ethereality as intellectual
beings; no sensible man can harbor a doubt, but that there is a vast
deal of satisfaction in dining. More: there is a savor of life and
immortality in substantial fare. Like balloons, we are nothing till
filled.
And well knowing this, nature has provided this jolly round board, our
globe, which in an endless sequence of courses and crops, spreads a
perpetual feast. Though, as with most public banquets, there is no
small crowding, and many go away famished from plenty.
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