The Lydian was hastening to execute this delightful commission, but Phanes stopped him before he could reach the door, and placing himself proudly between the king and the trembling, thankful Psamtik, said:  “You would be going on a useless errand, noble Lydian.  In defiance of your command, my Sovereign, but in virtue of the full powers you once gave me, I have ordered the grandson of Amasis to be the executioner’s first victim.  You have just heard the sound of a horn; that was the sign that the last heir to the Egyptian throne born on the shores of the Nile has been gathered to his fathers.  I am aware of the fate I have to expect, Cambyses.  I will not plead for a life whose end has been attained.  Croesus, I understand your reproachful looks.  You grieve for the murdered children.  But life is such a web of wretchedness and disappointment, that I agree with your philosopher Solon in thinking those fortunate to whom, as in former days to Kleobis and Biton, the gods decree an early death.

[Croesus, after having shown Solon his treasures, asked him whom he held to be the most fortunate of men, hoping to hear his own name.  The sage first named Tellus, a famous citizen of Athens, and then the brothers Kleobis and Biton.  These were two handsome youths, who had gained the prize for wrestling, and one day, when the draught- animals had not returned from the field, dragged their mother themselves to the distant temple, in presence of the people.  The men of Argos praised the strength of the sons,—­the women praised the mother who possessed these sons.  She, transported with delight at her sons’ deed and the people’s praise, went to the statue of the goddess and besought her to give them the best that could fall to the lot of men.  When her prayer was over and the sacrifice offered, the youths fell asleep, and never woke again.  They were dead.  Herod.  I, 31.  Cicero.  Tuscul.  I. 47.]

“If I have ever been dear to you, Cambyses—­if my counsels have been of any use, permit me as a last favor to say a few more words.  Psamtik knows the causes that rendered us foes to each other.  Ye all, whose esteem is worth so much to me, shall know them too.  This man’s father placed me in his son’s stead at the head of the troops which had been sent to Cyprus.  Where Psamtik had earned humiliation, I won success and glory.  I also became unintentionally acquainted with a secret, which seriously endangered his chances of obtaining the crown; and lastly, I prevented his carrying off a virtuous maiden from the house of her grandmother, an aged woman, beloved and respected by all the Greeks.  These are the sins which he has never been able to forgive; these are the grounds which led him to carry on war to the death with me directly I had quitted his father’s service.  The struggle is decided now.  My innocent children have been murdered at thy command, and I have been pursued like a wild beast.  That has been thy revenge.  But mine!—­I