Lastly there was Pan, the god of the shepherds and of the woods. […] You remember reading in another story how Pan, the god of the woods, first made the flute from the reeds that grew by the river. Now this same Pan was a great favorite with King Midas, and the king thought him the finest musician in the world. […] In front of the judge stood Apollo with his golden cloak and shining lyre, and Pan himself, with his goatskin flung loosely about his shoulders. […] Pan was the first to play, and, amid a breathless silence, he lifted his pipe of reeds to his lips.