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exercise。 He walked swiftly along； thinking of King Agenor and Queen Telephassa； and his brothers； and the friendly Thasus； all of whom he had left behind him； at one point of his pilgrimage or another； and never expected to see them any more。 Full of these remembrances； he came within sight of a lofty mountain； which the people thereabouts told him was called Parnassus。 On the slope of Mount Parnassus was the famous Delphi； whither Cadmus was going。
This Delphi was supposed to be the very midmost spot of the whole world。 The place of the oracle was a certain cavity in the mountain side； over which； when Cadmus came thither； he found a rude bower of branches。 It reminded him of those which he had helped to build for Phoenix and Cilix； and afterwards for Thasus。 In later times； when multitudes of people came from great distances to put questions to the oracle； a spacious temple of marble was erected over the spot。 But in the days of Cadmus； as I have told you； there was only this rustic bower； with its abundance of green foliage； and a tuft of shrubbery； that ran wild over the mysterious hole in the hillside。
When Cadmus had thrust a passage through the tangled boughs； and made his way into the bower； he did not at first discern the half…hidden cavity。 But soon he felt a cold stream of air rushing out of it； with so much force that it shook the ringlets on his cheek。 Pulling away the shrubbery which clustered over the hole； he bent forward； and spoke in a distinct but reverential tone； as if addressing some unseen personage inside of the mountain。
〃Sacred oracle of Delphi；〃 said he； 〃whither shall I go next in quest of my dear sister Europa？〃
There was at first a deep silence； and then a rushing sound； or a noise like a long sigh； proceeding out of the interior of the earth。 This cavity； you must know； was looked upon as a sort of fountain of truth； which sometimes gushed out in audible words； although； for the most part； these words were such a riddle that they might just as well have staid at the bottom of the hole。 But Cadmus was more fortunate than many others who went to Delphi in search of truth。 By and by； the rushing noise began to sound like articulate language。 It repeated； over and over again； the following sentence； which； after all； was so like the vague whistle of a blast of air； that Cadmus really did not quite know whether it meant anything or not：
〃Seek her no more！ Seek her no more！ Seek her no more！〃
〃What； then； shall I do？〃 asked Cadmus。
For； ever since he was a child； you know； it had been the great object of his life to find his sister。 From the very hour that he left following the butterfly in the meadow； near his father's palace； he had done his best to follow Europa； over land and sea。 And now； if he must give up the search； he seemed to have no more business in the world。
But again the sighing gust of air grew into something like a hoarse voice。
〃Follow the cow！〃 it said。 〃Follow the cow！ Follow the cow！〃
And when these words had been repeated until Cadmus was tired of hearing them （especially as he could not imagine what cow it was； or why he was to follow her）； the gusty hole gave vent to another sentence。
〃Where the stray cow lies down； there is your home。〃
These words were pronounced but a single time； and died away into a whisper before Cadmus was fully satisfied that he had caught the meaning。 He put other questions； but received no answer； only the gust of wind sighed continually out of the cavity； and blew the withered leaves rustling along the ground before it。
〃Did there really come any words out of the hole？〃 thought Cadmus； 〃or have I been dreaming all this while？〃
He turned away from the oracle； and thought himself no wiser than when he came thither。 Caring little what might happen to him； he took the first path that offered itself； and went along at a sluggish pace； for； having no object in view； nor any reason to go one way more than another； it would certainly have been foolish to make haste。 Whenever he met anybody； the old question was at his tongue's end。
〃Have you seen a beautiful maiden； dressed like a king's daughter； and mounted on a snow…white bull； that gallops as swiftly as the wind？〃
But； remembering what the oracle had said； he only half uttered the words； and then mumbled the rest indistinctly； and from his confusion； people must have imagined that this handsome young man had lost his wits。
I know not how far Cadmus had gone； nor could he himself have told you； when at no great distance before him； he beheld a brindled cow。 She was lying down by the wayside； and quietly chewing her cud； nor did she take any notice of the young man until he had approached pretty nigh。 Then； getting leisurely upon her feet； and giving her head a gentle toss； she began to move along at a moderate pace； often pausing just long enough to crop a mouthful of grass。 Cadmus loitered behind； whistling idly to himself； and scarcely noticing the cow； until the thought occurred to him； whether this could possibly be the animal which； according to the oracle's response； was to serve him for a guide。 But he smiled at himself for fancying such a thing。 He could not seriously think that this was the cow； because she went along so quietly； behaving just like any other cow。 Evidently she neither knew nor cared so much as a wisp of hay about Cadmus； and was only thinking how to get her living along the wayside； where the herbage was green and fresh。 Perhaps she was going home to be milked。
〃Cow； cow； cow！〃 cried Cadmus。 〃Hey； Brindle； hey！ Stop； my good cow！〃
He wanted to come up with the cow； so as to examine her； and see if she would appear to know him； or whether there were any peculiarities to distinguish her from a thousand other cows； whose only business is to fill the milk…pail； and sometimes kick it over。 But still the brindled cow trudged on； whisking her tail to keep the flies away； and taking as little notice of Cadmus as she well could。 If he walked slowly； so did the cow； and seized the opportunity to graze。 If he quickened his pace； the cow went just so much the faster； and once； when Cadmus tried to catch her by running； she threw out her heels； stuck her tail straight on end； and set off at a gallop； looking as queerly as cows generally do； while putting themselves to their speed。
When Cadmus saw that it was impossible to come up with her； he walked on moderately； as before。 The cow； too； went leisurely on； without looking behind。 Wherever the grass was greenest； there she nibbled a mouthful or two。 Where a brook glistened brightly across the path； there the cow drank； and breathed a comfortable sigh； and drank again。 and trudged onward at the pace that best suited herself and Cadmus。
〃I do believe；〃 thought Cadmus； 〃that this may be the cow that was foretold me。 If it be the one； I suppose she will lie down somewhere hereabouts。〃
Whether it were the oracular cow or some other one； it did not seem reasonable that she should travel a great way farther。 So； whenever they reached a particularly pleasant spot on a breezy hillside； or in a sheltered vale； or flowery meadow； on the shore of a calm lake； or along the bank of a clear stream； Cadmus looked eagerly around to see if the situation would suit him for a home。 But still； whether he liked the place or no； the brindled cow never offered to lie down。 On she went at the quiet pace of a cow going homeward to the barn yard； and； every moment； Cadmus expected to see a milkmaid approaching with a pail； or a herdsman running to head the stray animal； and turn her back towards the pasture。 But no milkmaid came； no herdsman drove her back； and Cadmus followed the stray Brindle till he was almost ready to drop down with fatigue。
〃O brindled cow；〃 cried he； in a tone of despair； 〃do you never mean to stop？〃
He had now grown too intent on following her to think of lagging behind； however long the way； and whatever might be his fatigue。 Indeed； it seemed as if there were something about the animal that bewitched people。 Several persons who happened to see the brindled cow； and Cadmus following behind； began to trudge after her； precisely as he did。 Cadmus was glad of somebody to converse with；