Come! Listen! I shall tell you a tale from days gone by, of Bata’s revenge on his unfaithful wife and the return of ma’at to the land!
And in those days Bata lay senseless on the ground, felled like the tree by which he lay, his heart cast to the ground and Bata to his death. Far far away his brother Anubis awoke in the night and knew that all was not well with his brother! At once he set forth and hastened to the side of Bata his brother, long he searched for the heart of his brother till at last it was found. And when he returned it to its rightful place Bata rose like Osiris to life once more.
Bata, Bata the wronged, Bata the betrayed, spoke then to his brother and told him all that the faithless woman had done. He spoke of her desertion of the man she was made for, he spoke of her incitement of Pharaoh to the killing of her rightful husband, he spoke of her wedding to Pharaoh dishonouring the promises she had made!
And he vowed before the gods, he with his brother Anubis beside him, to take revenge on this faithless woman.
So saying he transformed himself into a bull, the most magnificent bull that was seen in the land. He was fat and strong, and comely to look upon, a bull fit for the very gods themselves. And he bade his brother take him to the city of Pharaoh and thus to his wife, the most unfaithful of women.
Anubis did as his brother asked, and led Bata, Bata the bull, Bata the magnificent, to the city and house where Pharaoh was dwelling. And there he prostrated himself before the throne, at the feet of the ruler of the Two Lands:
Divine Pharaoh, pray accept this gift of mine!
Incarnation of Horus, take this bull as your tribute!
Son of Re, look upon my gift with your favour!
And Bata, Bata the bull, Bata the magnificent was taken into the house of Pharaoh where he was treated like a king himself, with the respect due such a fine specimen of a bull. But the wife of Pharaoh, she of deceit and isfet, was uneasy, fearing some ill-fortune was to come. Down to the stable she went to inspect the bull on her own to see what the source of this uneasiness could be, and then it was that Bata, Bata her husband, Bata the man she was made for, spoke to his unfaithful wife and told her he knew all that she had done.
His wife grew even more fearful and resolved to rid herself of this threat to the life she wished to continue to lead. And that very evening she adorned herself in her finest linen, drenched in the scents of love and seduction, and took wine to the Pharaoh to delight and befuddle his senses. Intoxicated by her beauty and charms he promised her anything she wished, and she took the advantage her deceitful ways had granted her and begged prettily for the liver of the magnificent bull to eat, for surely then she would bear Pharaoh many many fine sons. Dismayed, Pharaoh sought to no avail to change the mind of the beauty, she of deceit and isfet, but she was set in her desires and he honoured the promise he made.
As the bull, the bull that was Bata, was taken to the butchers for the feast the Pharaoh’s wife desired, two drops of blood sprung from his neck and landed by the very gates themselves. And there, by the gate, grew two magnificent trees, grew from nothing to tall trees in less than the span of time it takes the Great God Re to pass through the underworld in the night. Stretching themselves from the earth of Geb to the sky of Nut, and casting cool shade over those who passed by. And when Pharaoh heard of this miracle he set forth at once with all his court, his wife and all of her people to see the marvel of the trees at the gates.
But the heart of Pharaoh’s wife was still heavy with unease and filled with foreboding. And she returned to the trees when the crowds were gone to see what the source of this uneasiness could be. And Bata, Bata the trees, who was Bata the bull, was Bata the man she was made for, Bata spoke to her and told her he knew all that she had done.
And once again the fearfulness of this woman, she of deceit and isfet, grew stronger and she resolved once more to rid herself of this threat. Again she arrayed herself in all her best clothing, her finest jewellery, and the scents of all that was as good and pure as she herself was not. And she took with her the very best of the wine and danced for Pharaoh until he was dazzled and dazed by her intoxicating beauty. And when he offered her that which she wished she begged for the wood of the miraculous trees for her bed, for surely then she would bear Pharaoh many many sons.
When morning came, full of regret but honouring his word, Pharaoh and his court, his wife and all of her people, went to the gate to see the trees felled. And it came to pass that as the trees were brought down a seed fell from the trees and into the mouth of the unfaithful wife of Bata. Down into her belly it went, and quickened into new life in her womb.
The months passed, and then in the palace of Pharaoh there was much rejoicing for the birth of a son and heir to the Lord of the Two Lands. And the boy, the boy that was Bata, grew healthy and strong, the most perfect child that a woman ever bore! And the heart of his mother was full with unease, but this third time Bata kept his own counsel and she could find no source for her distress, no cure for her disquiet.
In the fullness of time Pharaoh journeyed to take his place among the imperishable stars, and Bata took the throne in his turn. And then the Son of Re Bata, the Horus, the one of the Sedge and Bee protected by the Two Ladies, then he summoned his wife-mother, she of deceit and isfet, to stand before the people. And before them all he spoke of all that she had done. Her wickedness and lies, her betrayal to death thrice over of the man she was made for, her sins against all that was right and proper. And to the acclamation of the people he condemned her to death for her offences against ma’at!
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This is the third part of a story called The Tale of the Two Brothers, which is known from a 19th Dynasty papyrus written by a scribe called Inena (or Ennana) – the first part is here: Weaving With Her Words a Cloth of Deceit, and the second part is here: The Man She was Made For. I have taken the plot from the sources above, and retold it in my own words.
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