An old man named Celeus was out in the field gathering acorns and blackberries, and sticks for his fire. His little girl was driving home their two goats, and as she passed the goddess, who appeared in the guise of an old woman, she said to her, Mother, - and the name was sweet to the ears of Ceres,"why do you sit here alone upon the rocks?”An old man named Celeus was out in the field, gathering acorns and blackberries, and sticks for his fire. His little girl was driving home their two goats, and as she passed the goddess, who appeared in the guise of an old woman, she said to her, “Mother,”——and the name was sweet to the ears of Ceres,—— “why do you sit here alone upon the rocks?