GGJ04-148

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Chapter 148 - The deadly fall of the curious boy.

148,1. I say: “If that is so you still have to tell us about the case of the young boy who fell from a tree and died shortly afterwards, and at the same time about the person who committed suicide by throwing himself into the lake and consequently drowned. However, be brief and just tell us the salient points!”

148,2. Mathael immediately began to talk and said: “I just ask you to have a little patience; since I want to tell you about both cases at the same time and therefore need to gather my thoughts a little!”

148,3. I said: “Do that. I will however put the correct ways and means in your mouth without preliminary preparation!”

148,4. Mathael said: “If that is so, then I do not of course need long to collect myself and I will immediately begin to relate both stories as faithfully and truthfully as I can as they are both still quite fresh in my memory!

148,5. Everyone loudly says: “Now then, high viceroy of all the nations around the Pontus up to the Caspian Sea, we are all especially glad to hear your account; as you are an unsurpassed master of the art of story-telling!”

148,6. Mathael says: “To tell stories well one needs above all some linguistic skill and a great love of the truth. He who speaks the truth always has an advantage over the writers of fairy tales! Nevertheless, what I have to tell you in accordance with the wishes of the Lord, is one of the many happenings which I experienced in my early life from the cradle until my twentieth year. My tongue will relate it to you just as I saw it during my seventeenth year with my father, who was always with me and became very wise because of my visions. The two stories are as follows:

148,7. It was the time of the Jewish Day of Atonement when, as you well know, a goat is slaughtered on the banks of the River Jordan as a sacrifice to atone for all the sins of the Jewish people and is finally cast into the lovely Jordan with all kinds of noise, ritual prayers and even curses. It would be a futile and worthless exercise to waste any more words to describe the scene as these ceremonies are all too familiar to even the most humble Jew.

148,8. You might however be less aware of the fact that, at that particular sacrificial rite, there was an exceedingly large crowd of onlookers including many Greeks, Romans, Egyptians and Persians. In a word, there was no shortage of inquisitive onlookers!

148,9. The fact that the young boys who were there also wanted to see this spectacle is understandable to you, and it is equally understandable that curiosity drove boys with a poor view to climb the trees. It did not take long before finally the accommodating trees were filled and the boys on the branches began to quarrel. They were quite often asked to be quiet, but these well-intentioned reproaches were of little or no avail.

148,10. My father and I were sitting on our camels, which my father had received as a present from a Persian whom he had cured of a serious illness; both were Bactrians with double humps and these are much more comfortable to ride than those with one hump. We therefore had a good view of all the proceedings. Not far from our vantage point there stood a beautiful tall cypress and on the already naturally weak branches three boys sat and they were quarrelling. Each one of them was trying to shift his weight to the strongest branch he could find.

148,11. Now this was quite an old tree that really only had two branches sufficiently strong to trust to support one’s life. The three boys quarrelled over the two strong branches, while the third was forced to be satisfied with one of the thinner ones. The third boy therefore crouched on his branch, which was more like a twig, at a height of some ten metres above the ground.

148,12. This situation persisted for about an hour until, towards midday, quite a strong wind began to blow causing the top of the cypress to sway dangerously while the thick smoke from the extremely hot sacrificial altar was being blown straight into the faces of the three boys and this smoke forced them to cover their eyes to prevent them from shedding streams of pointless tears.

148,13. I watched the boy sitting on the weak branch in this extremely perilous position. When his face was being, so to speak, heavily menaced by the smoke, I suddenly saw two sizeable bats flying around his head. They were as big as two fully grown doves and their beating wings drove even more smoke into the poor boy’s face.

148,14. I drew the attention of my father to the situation and told him that I felt something unpleasant was about to happen. I also told him of the apparitions and said that the two bats did not appear to me to be natural, especially because they sometimes seemed to become bigger and than smaller again.

148,15. My father guided the camel on which he sat towards the tree and called to the boy that he should quickly climb down as he would otherwise have an accident. Whether the boy heard my father’s quite loudly spoken words or not, I can not really tell. My attention was focussed on the scene I have described and my concern was that the boy sitting on that very suspect branch was increasingly rubbing his eyes with both hands as they were plagued by the smoke and that he must have been almost blinded by it.

148,16. When my father saw that his shouted warnings to the boy were futile, he left the dangerous tree, came back to me and asked if the same apparition was still there. I confirmed truthfully that it was and emphasized to him that the boy, if he did not descend immediately, would surely and inevitably have an accident. My father said: ‘Yes, my son, but what can we do?! We do not have a ladder and the boy will not leave the tree when we call him. We are therefore forced to wait and see what the Lord God will permit to happen to this disobedient boy.’

148,17. My father had just spoken these words, when the weak branch broke after flexing too frequently both to and fro and up and down, bent by the continuous movements made by the boy. The boy of course was now unsupported and fell some ten metres with his full weight head first onto a rock lying beneath the tree, smashing his skull, breaking his neck and causing him to die instantly.

148,18. All this caused a commotion among the crowd and they all pressed forward round the fatally injured boy. To no avail however as the boy was already dead?! The Roman guards finally pushed the crowd back and my father, who was well known, was invited to examine the boy, to ascertain whether he was really dead or whether there was a possibility that resuscitation could be tried in an attempt to bring him back to life. My father examined the shattered skull and the broken neck and said: ‘No herbal remedy and no ointment will be of any help! The boy has died not just once but twice and he will never again live in this world!’”

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