THE GOOD SHIP ARGO
AM tired of going to school," said Jason. "I am a
man now, and I shall go and claim my kingdom from my
uncle." His father had been a king, but had given up
his kingdom to his half-brother. "Keep it until my son
if of age," he said. "When he is old enough to reign,
yield him the throne as now I yield it to you." The
brother promised, but never meant to keep his word.
Jason had been put to Chiron's school. Chiron was a
centaur; that is, he had a man's head and chest and
arms, joined to the body and four legs of a horse. He
was an excellent teach and had many famous pupils.
Jason dressed for his journey, put on a pair of
handsome sandals that had belonged to his father, said
farewell to teacher, and fellow-pupils, and set out to
gain his kingdom.
On the way e came to a wide river running very swiftly.
On the bank stood a feeble, poor old woman, who was
wringing her hands and saying, "Oh, I must get over!
Who will help me over?"
Jason was not very willing but he had been taught at
school to always be kind to the poor and old, in fact
to everybody who needed help. So he knelt down and
 "Climb on my back, good mother, and I will
carry you over if I can."
She got on his broad young shoulders, and he plunged
into the stream. Its bed was very rocky and uneven,
and the rushing current was very powerful, but he
fought his way through, and put down the old woman on
the other side. She thanked him kindly, but he was
vexed to see that one of his feet was bare because he
had lost a sandal in the river.
The old woman said, "Never mind, my kind young friend.
Some things are better lost than found. My blessing
goes with you, and it may bring you good fortune."
He went on and reached the city where his uncle held
his court. People looked at the lad with wonder, as he
limped along the streets with one foot shod and the
other bare. Some began to call after him, "One sandal!
One sandal! See the man with one sandal!" The cry
rang through the city, and the king heard it in his
An oracle had once told him to beware of a man with one
sandal. He sent a servant to bring this stranger
"Who are you?" the king asked, "and what are you doing
in my kingdom?"
"If you are Pelias," answered the youth, "I am your
nephew. My name is Jason; this is my kingdom, and I
have come to claim my rights."
The king replied, "If you are a king you must do
 kingly deeds. If you will go and bring me the Golden
Fleece, you will prove yourself a hero, and the kingdom
shall be yours."
Jason was pleased with the thought. "I shall need a
ship and men," he said. His uncle replied, "The best
shipbuilder in the world lives here. His name is
Argus. I will give you money for the vessel; you can
easily find men."
Jason went to the oracle of the speaking oak at Dodona,
and it told him to hire Argus to build the vessel. He
cut off a bought of the oak and took it to Argus.
"Here," he said, "is the first timber of a ship I wish
you to build for me. It must be long and strong, with
room for fifty rowers. This branch you must put into
the prow, that it may always see where we are going and
warn us of danger."
No such large vessel had ever yet been built but Argus
went to work upon her, and, while he was busy, Jason
sent out heralds to all the cities of Greece, telling
of his large ship, and inviting brave young men to join
him in the search for the Golden Fleece.
Many were willing to go. They went to the city where
Jason was, and waited until the new ship was finished.
She was called "Argo," after her builder. When she was
ready they all laid hold upon her and pushed and
pulled, trying to launch her. But she did not move;
she was too heavy.
They were almost in despair when Jason thought of the
oak branch. "Child of Dodona," he cried, "you see how
helpless we are. Tell us what to do!"
 The branch answered, "Take your place at the oars, and
let Orpheus play upon his harp."
Orpheus was a famous musician, of whom we shall
presently learn more.
The Argonauts, as they were called, went on board and
took their oars; fifty rowers sitting in a boat under
forest trees far from the water. Orpheus lifted his
harp and struck the strings. The ship gave a little
leap and started for the sea. Out of the woods and
down the shore she went, Orpheus playing all the way,
until the bow struck the water, the spray dashed over
the oak branch, and the big ship was afloat.