GREEKS AMONG THE IVY: TWILIGHT IN ATHENS
Last week a small group of us Greeks examined another papyrus delivered by a fleet-footed runner of the postal system. In it we found Volume 8, Number 5 of Games Illuminated. The resulting dialogue was recorded for posterity.
ANCIENT HELLENIC OLYMPIAN: How merciful the gods are to have called the immortal Perseus Haughtonos to the Elysian Fields! His eyes are spared the desecration of Athens' temple. To have exiled a preceptor of Athens for misguiding its youth! Jordanos, I weep for you.
YOUNG HELLENIC OLYMPIAN: Worthy and esteemed progenitor, judge not too hastily. It has been many years since the immortal Haughtonos practiced his great art on the green fields of Athens. Opening my heart to you even wider, there are not many of us now sitting at the feet of the Mother of Us All who can recall an even moderately victorious autumn.
A.H.O.: Victory, my valued young friend, goes to the youth of strong limbs. Young men of my day used their limbs to climb the hills and valleys without having recourse to chariots. They did not, as you and your young friends are wont to do, sprawl in darkened chambers in contemplation of a dancing, mouthing box.
Y.H.O.: Hold, hold, esteemed progenitor. The young players of the Games have exceeded in every sport the marks set by venerated Olympians of old, such as you, revered progenitor.
A.H.O.: Marks! Victories! Oh that Zeus with one bold thunderbolt would erase the puny scrolls on which the followers of games inscribe their inane notations! Oh that the gods would restore the pure and dauntless spirit of the lover of games!
Y.H.O.: Yes, revered progenitor. Yes, yes, of course. Allow me to agree and interrupt our discourse. My chariot from the provinces of Anglia needs attention and I must take it to the stables. Hail!
A.H.O.: Hail. I will send today a message to the editor of the Papyrus of Old Athenians for his next issue. High Priest Puseyos shall hear of my views!
Mrs. S. S. HOBBS
NATURE: ETHNOS AND ETHOS
Mr. O'Reilly, in his Seal Haven (SI, Feb. 3), again reveals his penchant for communing with near-extinct animals. His masterful articles reveal a sensitive craftsman and a compassionate soul.
Therefore, may I suggest his next assignment in natural history be in the Aleutian Islands where he can espouse the cause of the Aleut and right a grievous wrong in verbal genocide. He unwittingly hastened to extinction an already almost extinct group of a once proud and happy race by the verbal slip "Aleut Indian."