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foot, and the other foot bare!"

"Do not take it to heart," answered his companion cheerily.



"You never met with better fortune than in losing that sandal.

It satisfies me that you are the very person whom the Speaking



Oak has been talking about."

There was no time, just then, to inquire what the Speaking Oak



had said. But the briskness of her tone encouraged the young

man; and, besides, he had never in his life felt so vigorous



and mighty as since taking this old woman on his back. Instead

of being exhausted, he gathered strength as he went on; and,



struggling up against the torrent, he at last gained the

opposite shore, clambered up the bank, and set down the old



dame and her peacocksafely on the grass. As soon as this was

done, however, he could not help looking rather despondently at



his bare foot, with only a remnant of the golden string of the

sandal clinging round his ankle.



"You will get a handsomer pair of sandals by and by," said the

old woman, with a kindly look out of her beautiful brown eyes.



"Only let King Pelias get a glimpse of that bare foot, and you

shall see him turn as pale as ashes, I promise you. There is



your path. Go along, my good Jason, and my blessing go with

you. And when you sit on your throne remember the old woman



whom you helped over the river."

With these words, she hobbled away, giving him a smile over her



shoulder as she departed.

Whether the light of her beautiful brown eyes threw a glory



round about her, or whatever the cause might be, Jason fancied

that there was something very noble and majestic in her figure,



after all, and that, though her gait seemed to be a rheumatic

hobble, yet she moved with as much grace and dignity as any



queen on earth. Her peacock, which had now fluttered down from

her shoulder, strutted behind her in a prodigious pomp, and



spread out its magnificent tail on purpose for Jason to admire

it.



When the old dame and her peacock were out of sight, Jason set

forward on his journey. After traveling a pretty long distance,



he came to a town situated at the foot of a mountain, and not a

great way from the shore of the sea. On the outside of the town



there was an immense crowd of people, not only men and women,

but children too, all in their best clothes, and evidently



enjoying a holiday. The crowd was thickest towards the

sea-shore; and in that direction, over the people's heads,



Jason saw a wreath of smoke curling upward to the blue sky. He

inquired of one of the multitude what town it was near by, and



why so many persons were here assembled together.

"This is the kingdom of Iolchos," answered the man, "and we are



the subjects of King Pelias. Our monarch has summoned us

together, that we may see him sacrifice a black bull to



Neptune, who, they say, is his majesty's father. Yonder is the

king, where you see the smoke going up from the altar."



While the man spoke he eyed Jason with great curiosity; for his

garb was quite unlike that of the Iolchians, and it looked very



odd to see a youth with a leopard's skin over his shoulders,

and each hand grasping a spear. Jason perceived, too, that the



man stared particularly at his feet, one of which, you

remember, was bare, while the other was decorated with his



father's golden-stringed sandal.

"Look at him! only look at him!" said the man to his next



neighbor. "Do you see? He wears but one sandal!"

Upon this, first one person, and then another, began to stare



at Jason, and everybody seemed to be greatly struck with

something in his aspect; though they turned their eyes much



oftener towards his feet than to any other part of his figure.

Besides, he could hear them whispering to one another.



"One sandal! One sandal!" they kept saying. "The man with one

sandal! Here he is at last! Whence has he come? What does he



mean to do? What will the king say to the one-sandaled man?"

Poor Jason was greatly abashed, and made up his mind that the



people of Iolchos were exceedingly ill-bred, to take such

public notice of an accidentaldeficiency in his dress.



Meanwhile, whether it were that they hustled him forward, or

that Jason, of his own accord, thrust a passage through the



crowd, it so happened that he soon found himself close to the

smoking altar, where King Pelias was sacrificing the black



bull. The murmur and hum of the multitude, in their surprise at




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