So the Harvester hitched Betsy and with Belshazzar at his feet he drove through the woods to the sarsaparilla beds.
In that night was Belshazzar the king of the Chaldeans slain.
Belshazzar had carried away the body—the little body that had been hers; and when he returned to her he brought a cup of wine.
It is the same Hand that wrote on the wall the sentence of Belshazzar.
He might as well confirm the validity of his work by a portrait of Belshazzar.
Even for Belshazzar it might perhaps not prove to be too late.
He threw the hitching strap to Belshazzar, and ran into the express office with an arm load of boxes.
Yet Belshazzar was not the son of Nebuchadnezzar, neither was he king of Babylon.
Belshazzar, the king, made a great feast for a thousand of his nobles and drank wine before them all.
Belshazzar was not the son of Nebuchadnezzar; neither was he king of Babylon.