Summary

Grant Balfour The Mother of St. Nicholas: A Story of Duty and Peril

The boy was perplexed:—"What dost thou mean, father?"
"I mean, my son, that the lion is to find its prey in the form of a defenceless virtuous woman!"
The boy was amazed and his eyes were piercing. "My father," said he tremulously, "is it the lady Tharsos spoke of?"
"Yes, Carnion."
"Oh father, how cruel!" exclaimed the boy in great distress. "Will nobody fight for her and save her?"
"If any man be found bold enough to face the most formidable brute that ever sprang into the arena—that, and that only may save her," answered Titanus.
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Grant Balfour The Mother of St. Nicholas: A Story of Duty and Peril

Carnion, though not then a Christian, yet was fulfilling the beautiful words—"Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep." As Pathema walked away with bowed head and faltering steps, the lad stepped to the edge of the balcony, and waiving his silken handkerchief, called out—"Thy God bless thee!" And the sufferer heard the boy's sweet, strengthening voice, and struggled on.
Misunderstood and unregarded by the heartless multitude, yet Pathema's discipline and victory were the work of God, and they, even the greatest of them, were but the willing, guilty instruments.
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Grant Balfour The Mother of St. Nicholas: A Story of Duty and Peril

To them, the arena must be as nothing to a field of battle when the clash of sword and spear is past."
"Oh, it must be racking, revolting!" exclaimed the other, pained at the mental vision of mangled heaps of slain; "and our beloved ones hate the sight."
"They also dislike what they see before them," said Myrtis. "They love skill, but they have no love for wanton play with human life."
"I wish all Rome hated such idle butchery," remarked Coryna earnestly, but rather loudly.
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