<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XIX">CHAPTER XIX<br/> <span class="subhead">ARGUS THE HOUND DIES</span></h2></div>
<p class="in0"><span class="firstword">Athene</span> knew that if Odysseus went to the palace, the princes
would pretend that he was not the king, and would perhaps
even slay him. So she bade him go, not to the palace, but
to the hut of his swineherd Eumaeus, who had remained
loyal to him and to his house.</p>
<p>That no one, not even the swineherd, might recognise
the king, Athene changed him into an old beggar man, with
dirty, tattered garments.</p>
<p>In this miserable guise Odysseus reached the hut of
Eumaeus. Now Eumaeus believed that strangers were sent
by Zeus, so he welcomed the beggar and gave him food.</p>
<p>As he ate, the swineherd sat beside him, bewailing the
absence of his king, who had never returned from the Trojan
War.</p>
<p>‘His name,’ said Eumaeus, ‘even though he is not here,
it shameth me to speak, for he loved me exceedingly, and
cared for me at heart; nay, I call him “worshipful,” albeit
he is far from hence.’</p>
<p>Much, too, did the swineherd tell of Penelope, of
Telemachus, and of how the insolent suitors lived at the
palace and wasted the king’s goods. As Odysseus listened,
he longed to go at once to the palace to avenge his wrongs.</p>
<p>That night the king spent in the hut of his swineherd,
lying before the fire, while over him the swineherd flung a
covering of goatskins. But Eumaeus did not sleep. He
cast over his shoulders a rough mantle, and taking with him
a sharp sword he went out to guard his herd of swine. And<span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">65</span>
the king was glad when he saw how well the swineherd cared
for the flocks of his absent lord.</p>
<p>In the morning, as Eumaeus kindled a fire and prepared
breakfast for the stranger, footsteps were heard without.
Telemachus had returned to Ithaca, having sought for his
father in vain.</p>
<p>Eumaeus hastened to welcome his master’s son and
‘kissed him all over as one escaped from death.’ Then he
set before the prince the best that his hut could provide.</p>
<p>When Telemachus had eaten and had drunk sweet wine
out of a wooden goblet, he bade Eumaeus hasten to the palace
to tell his mother that he had come safely home. So the
swineherd took his sandals, bound them on his feet and set
out for the city. Odysseus and Telemachus were left alone.</p>
<p>Then Athene came to the hut unseen, and changed
Odysseus into his own goodly form, bidding him tell
Telemachus who he was.</p>
<p>At first the prince could not believe that this stranger,
so strong, so fair, was Odysseus. But when at length he
knew that it was indeed his father he embraced him, while
tears of joy fell down his cheeks.</p>
<p>Then Athene bade them determine how the king should
make himself known to Penelope, and how the greedy and
insolent suitors should be punished.</p>
<p>The father and son talked long together and they agreed
that on the morrow Telemachus should go to the palace,
but to none, no, not even to Penelope, was he to tell that
Odysseus had returned.</p>
<p>The arms that hung in the hall of the palace the prince
was to hide in his own room, so that when the time for the
king’s revenge should come the suitors might find neither
sword nor shield with which to defend themselves. Odysseus
was to follow his son to the palace when a few hours had
passed, disguised once more as a beggar.</p>
<p>So, on the morrow, Telemachus set out for the palace.
As he entered the hall the first to see him was his father’s<span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">66</span>
old nurse Eurycleia. She was busy spreading the skins
upon the oaken chairs, but she left her work and ran to
greet the prince, ‘kissing him lovingly on the head and
shoulders.’</p>
<p>Penelope, too, coming from her chamber, saw him, and
cast her arms about her dear son and fell a-weeping, and
kissed his face and both his beautiful eyes. ‘Thou art come,
Telemachus,’ she said, ‘a sweet light in the dark. Methought
I should never see thee again.’</p>
<p>While Telemachus was still telling his lady-mother all
that had befallen him in his search for his father, the beggar,
with Eumaeus by his side, entered the court of the palace.</p>
<p>In the court lay Argus, the great hound that Odysseus
himself had trained ere he went to Troy. Old was he now
and despised, for no longer could he run in the hunt, swift as
the wind. The princes had banished him from the hall,
while by the servants he was spurned.</p>
<p>As the beggar drew near, Argus raised his head, looked at
the stranger, and began to wag his tail to show his joy. For
rags could not hide his master from the faithful hound.</p>
<p>Odysseus turned his head away, that Eumaeus might not
see his tears.</p>
<p>‘Surely a hound so noble as this should not lie thus
neglected in the yard,’ he said to the swineherd.</p>
<p>‘In very truth,’ answered Eumaeus, ‘this is the dog of a
man that has died in a far land. If he were what once he was
in limb and in the feats of the chase, when Odysseus left him
to go to Troy, soon wouldst thou marvel at the sight of his
swiftness and his strength. There was no beast that could
flee from him in the deep places of the wood when he was in
pursuit of prey.’</p>
<p>As the king and the swineherd passed on into the palace,
Argus fell back content to die, for after watching and waiting
for twenty years he had seen his master once again.</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">67</span></p>
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