The Council of Byblos
1The winter rains have ended, and ships from Egypt wait in the harbor. The king of Byblos has called the city's elders to his hall. An Egyptian official has asked for a large load of cedar logs to build a temple ship. To fill the order, woodcutters would have to clear a new valley on the mountain slopes, two days' walk inland. The king asks the council one question: should Byblos cut the new valley?
2Abdi-Eshmun, a timber merchant, speaks first. "Look at our land. Between the sea and the mountains we have only a thin strip of flat ground, and our city has outgrown it. But the mountains hold what Egypt and the cities of the Two Rivers lack: tall, straight cedars whose sweet-smelling wood resists rot. Egypt pays for them in silver, linen, rolls of papyrus, lentils and dried fish. Our forests have fed this city for more than a thousand years. Cut the valley, and our storehouses will be full."
3Hanno, who farms the slopes above the city, answers. "I have watched what happens when a slope is stripped. The cedar roots once held the soil. Now each winter the rain pours off the bare hillside, and the streams run brown with mud. The new valley is steep. If we clear all of it, its soil will be gone within a few winters. Cut only the oldest trees, and let the young ones grow. Where the trees are already gone, let us build stone walls across the slopes, fill them with earth, as I have done, and plant olives, vines and barley."
4Before the vote, the king's scribe reads the city's figures from his records. The king thanks both speakers and says the council will vote at the next new moon.