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〃So he went forth to open the fountain； but there were few
that went with him； for he was a poor man of lowly aspect； and
the path upward was steep and rough。 But his companions saw
that as he climbed among the rocks； little streams of water
gushed from the places where he trod； and pools began to
gather in the dry river…bed。 He went more swiftly than they
could follow him； and at length he passed out of their sight。
A little farther on they came to the rising of the river and
there； beside the overflowing Source； they found their leader
lying dead。〃
〃That was a strange thing；〃 I cried； 〃and very pitiful。
Tell me how it came to pass； and what was the meaning of it。〃
〃I cannot tell the whole of the meaning；〃 replied the old
man； after a little pause； 〃for it was many years ago。 But
this poor man had many enemies in the city； chiefly among the
makers of cisterns； who hated him for his words。 I believe
that they went out after him secretly and slew him。 But his
followers came back to the city； and as they came the river
began to run down very gently after them。 They returned to the
Source day by day； bringing others with them； for they said that
their leader was really alive； though the form of his life had
changed； and that he met them in that high place while they
remembered him and prayed and sang songs of praise。 More and
more the people learned to go with them； and the path grew
plainer and easier to find。 The more the Source was revisited；
the more abundant it became； and the more it filled the river。
All the channels and the basins were supplied with water； and men
made new channels which were also filled。 Some of those who were
diggers of trenches and hewers of cisterns said that it was
their work which had wrought the change。 But the wisest and
best among the people knew that it all came from the Source；
and they taught that if it should ever again be forgotten and
left unvisited the river would fail again and desolation
return。 So every day； from the gardens and orchards and the
streets of the city； men and women and children have gone up
the mountain…path with singing； to rejoice beside the spring
from which the river flows and to remember the one who opened it。
We call it the River Carita。 And the name of the city is no more
Ablis； but Saloma； which is Peace。 And the name of him who died
to find the Source for us is so dear that we speak it only when
we pray。
〃But there are many things yet to learn about our city；
and some that seem dark and cast a shadow on my thoughts。
Therefore； my son； I bid you to be my guest； for there is a
room in my house for the stranger； and to…morrow and on the
following days you shall see how life goes with us； and read；
if you can； the secret of the city。〃
That night I slept well； as one who has heard a pleasant
tale； with the murmur of running water woven through my
dreams； and the next day I went out early into the streets；
for I was curious to see the manner of the visitation of the
Source。
Already the people were coming forth and turning their
steps upward in the mountain…path beside the river。 Some of
them went alone； swiftly and in silence； others were in groups
of two or three； talking as they went； others were in larger
companies； and they sang together very gladly and sweetly。
But there were many people who remained working
in their fields or in their houses； or stayed talking on the
corners of the streets。 Therefore I joined myself to one of
the men who walked alone and asked him why all the people did
not go to the spring； since the life of the city depended upon
it； and whether； perhaps； the way was so long and so hard that
none but the strongest could undertake it。
〃Sir；〃 said he； 〃I perceive that you are a stranger； for
the way is both short and easy； so that the children are those
who most delight in it； and if a man were in great haste he
could go there and return in a little while。 But of those who
remain behind； some are the busy ones who must visit the
fountain at another hour； and some are the careless ones who
take life as it comes and never think where it comes from； and
some are those who do not believe in the Source and will hear
nothing about it。〃
〃How can that be？〃 I said； 〃do they not drink of the
water； and does it not make their fields green？〃
〃It is true；〃 he said； 〃but these men have made wells
close by the river； and they say that these wells fill
themselves； and they have digged channels through their
gardens； and they say that these channels would always have
water in them even though the spring should cease to flow。
Some of them say also that it is an unworthy thing to drink
from a source that another has opened； and that every man
ought to find a new spring for himself； so they spend the hour
of the visitation； and many more； in searching among the
mountains where there is no path。〃
While I wondered over this； we kept on in the way。 There
was already quite a throng of people all going in the same
direction。 And when we came to the Source； which flowed from
an opening in a cliff； almost like a chamber hewn in the rock；
and made a little garden of wild…flowers around it as it fell；
I heard the music of many voices and the beautiful name of him
who had given his life to find the forgotten spring。
Then we came down again； singly and in groups； following
the river。 It seemed already more bright
and full and joyous。 As we passed through the gardens I saw
men turning aside to make new channels through fields which
were not yet cultivated。 And as we entered the city I saw the
wheels of the mills that ground the corn whirling more
swiftly； and the maidens coming with their pitchers to draw
from the brimming basins at the street corners； and the
children laughing because the marble pools were so full that
they could swim in them。 There was plenty of water
everywhere。
For many weeks I stayed in the city of Saloma； going up
the mountain…path in the morning； and returning to the day of
work and the evening of play。 I found friends among the
people of the city； not only among those who walked together
in the visitation of the Source； but also among those who
remained behind； for many of them were kind and generous；
faithful in their work； and very pleasant in their
conversation。
Yet there was something lacking between me and them。 I
came not onto firm ground with them； for all their warmth of
welcome and their pleasant ways。 They were by nature of the
race of those who dwell ever in one place； even in their thoughts
they went not far abroad。 But I have been ever a seeker； and the
world seems to me made to wander in； rather than to abide in one
corner of it and never see what the rest has in store。 Now
this was what the people of Saloma could not understand； and
for this reason I seemed to them always a stranger； an alien；
a guest。 The fixed circle of their life was like an invisible
wall； and with the best will in the world they knew not how to
draw me within it。 And I； for my part； while I understood
well their wish to rest and be at peace； could not quite
understand the way in which it found f