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THE TOMB OF PAHERI AT EL KAB.
at the comb calls out to the youth who brings
him a sheaf—
dr dn-ek nd 11009 nuk se-khem-d set
" If you bring me 11009, I am the man to strip
them all." The youth answers—
as-tu em dr asha-re, pa aa as en dhutiu
" Quick, do not chatter, you old quaclc of a
labourer!" x
Beyond the flax is the corn. The reapers
are at work, holding the corn in their left
hands, while they cut it high up with the
right. The sickles are red, of wood, the teeth
white, of flint (?). One of the reapers puts his
sickle under his arm, and refreshes himself
with a draught of water. They are singing—
Men en usheb, zet-sen ' hru pen nefer per em ta' ' ta
mehyt pertd,'' ' ta pet he?- art en db-en} ' bak-en
inert db-en.'
" In answering chant they say, ' This is a good
day, come out on to the land,' ' the north wind
has come out,' ' the sky is doing according to
our heart,' ' let us work and bind firm (?) our
heart.' "
There are two kinds of corn—one tall with
beards (barley?), the second shorter and not
bearded; and the stalks of the reaped portion
seem to be shown also.
A woman and a child are gleaning behind
the reapers, the former with a heavy load on
her back ; another is cleverly carrying a basket
and two vessels with provisions. One of them
exclaims—
dmem nd uat tet, mek d-en em mesheru ; em dr na en
kehesu en sef, ker em pa heru
" Give me a hand (or a handful ?); behold we
shall come in the evening, do not repeat the
meanness (?) of yesterday, cease it (?) to-day."
The comfort of the reapers is not forgotten :
a light and artistically constructed shelter is
1 Literally, " you old fellow, refuse of labourers," but
there is a play upon the words as "hasten," and as "refuse."
seen on the right, beneath which are placed
jars of wine or water; these have rounded
bases, and some are supported on ring-stands
of pottery, others on wooden frames. Several
jars are outside, and an attendant holding a
napkin and a large palm-leaf fan stands by,
endeavouring to cool them with a current of
air, ready for the nomarch's arrival.
In the top row we see the short-stalked
ears of corn taken in immense baskets to the
threshing-floor. The baskets consist of net-
work stretched on a frame, and are borne
on a pole between two men. An overseer
holding a twig in his hand calls out to the
carriers—
ds-ten, mek retui-ten, pa mu du, peh-ef na en qendu
" Hasten ye, quicken your feet: the water is
coming, and (will soon) reach the baskets."
The inundation is coming before the harvest
operations are complete.
The carriers say—
du pa Shu shemu, te-tu en pa Shu sunt at em remu
" The sun is hot, may the sun be given fish in
payment for the corn." (The inundation would
bring the fish.)
A man carrying back the pole of an empty
basket, exclaims—
en ursh pa nebd her remen-d retui? su db-d
" Haven't I stuck to the pole all day like a
man? That is what I like!" (Lit. "Does
not the pole stay-all-day on my shoulder very
firmly? That is my wish.")
The corn on the threshing-floor forms a
circular heap, high at the circumference and
with a depression in the middle, in which the
oxen are treading it out; a boy with a branch
of a tree or broom of twigs sweeps in the
strayed stalks. The oxen are five in number,
not muzzled,2 and are driven by a man with a
whip, singing—
2 Cf. Deuteronomy, ch. xxv., v. 4.
THE TOMB OF PAHERI AT EL KAB.
at the comb calls out to the youth who brings
him a sheaf—
dr dn-ek nd 11009 nuk se-khem-d set
" If you bring me 11009, I am the man to strip
them all." The youth answers—
as-tu em dr asha-re, pa aa as en dhutiu
" Quick, do not chatter, you old quaclc of a
labourer!" x
Beyond the flax is the corn. The reapers
are at work, holding the corn in their left
hands, while they cut it high up with the
right. The sickles are red, of wood, the teeth
white, of flint (?). One of the reapers puts his
sickle under his arm, and refreshes himself
with a draught of water. They are singing—
Men en usheb, zet-sen ' hru pen nefer per em ta' ' ta
mehyt pertd,'' ' ta pet he?- art en db-en} ' bak-en
inert db-en.'
" In answering chant they say, ' This is a good
day, come out on to the land,' ' the north wind
has come out,' ' the sky is doing according to
our heart,' ' let us work and bind firm (?) our
heart.' "
There are two kinds of corn—one tall with
beards (barley?), the second shorter and not
bearded; and the stalks of the reaped portion
seem to be shown also.
A woman and a child are gleaning behind
the reapers, the former with a heavy load on
her back ; another is cleverly carrying a basket
and two vessels with provisions. One of them
exclaims—
dmem nd uat tet, mek d-en em mesheru ; em dr na en
kehesu en sef, ker em pa heru
" Give me a hand (or a handful ?); behold we
shall come in the evening, do not repeat the
meanness (?) of yesterday, cease it (?) to-day."
The comfort of the reapers is not forgotten :
a light and artistically constructed shelter is
1 Literally, " you old fellow, refuse of labourers," but
there is a play upon the words as "hasten," and as "refuse."
seen on the right, beneath which are placed
jars of wine or water; these have rounded
bases, and some are supported on ring-stands
of pottery, others on wooden frames. Several
jars are outside, and an attendant holding a
napkin and a large palm-leaf fan stands by,
endeavouring to cool them with a current of
air, ready for the nomarch's arrival.
In the top row we see the short-stalked
ears of corn taken in immense baskets to the
threshing-floor. The baskets consist of net-
work stretched on a frame, and are borne
on a pole between two men. An overseer
holding a twig in his hand calls out to the
carriers—
ds-ten, mek retui-ten, pa mu du, peh-ef na en qendu
" Hasten ye, quicken your feet: the water is
coming, and (will soon) reach the baskets."
The inundation is coming before the harvest
operations are complete.
The carriers say—
du pa Shu shemu, te-tu en pa Shu sunt at em remu
" The sun is hot, may the sun be given fish in
payment for the corn." (The inundation would
bring the fish.)
A man carrying back the pole of an empty
basket, exclaims—
en ursh pa nebd her remen-d retui? su db-d
" Haven't I stuck to the pole all day like a
man? That is what I like!" (Lit. "Does
not the pole stay-all-day on my shoulder very
firmly? That is my wish.")
The corn on the threshing-floor forms a
circular heap, high at the circumference and
with a depression in the middle, in which the
oxen are treading it out; a boy with a branch
of a tree or broom of twigs sweeps in the
strayed stalks. The oxen are five in number,
not muzzled,2 and are driven by a man with a
whip, singing—
2 Cf. Deuteronomy, ch. xxv., v. 4.