Eumaeus

I love to listen to this strangers story he tells, I am spellbound and feel like I can listen to him speak for my life, its as if he was trained by the gods. It is such a pleasure hosting this old beggar. The most exciting thing happend to me, Telemachus came home! I was so overjoyed, I was hugging and kissing him. I was sobbing out of joy. My prince had returned safely home to his native land once again. He sent me off to the palace to tell his lovely mother, Penelope to tell her that he had returned, but he specifically ordered me not to tell anyone else especially the suitors because they were plotting to kill him! Those suitors are ruining everything here in Ithaca! I hate them! Telemachus went to the palace, and then myself and that old beggar hobbled into town after him. On our way, Melanthius, a goat herder was being so nasty to us, and then the nasty brute ran up behind that poor beggar and kicked his hip! We moved along on our way, and when we got to the palace and the Antinous, the worst suitor, threw a chair at the old beggar. He is such a terrible, terrible man. Penelope was horrified and sent me to go tell the beggar to come to her and she perhaps might give him a cloak and shirt and see if he knows of her beloved husband. She is such a nice lady.