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First published January 1, 31
I am well aware that in these days no portents are ever reported officially or noted in our histories. This is the result of the same lack of interest in religion that makes men in general take it for granted that the gods give no warning of things to come. Nevertheless, my own outlook, as I write about events in time gone by, becomes in some way old-fashioned; and apart from that, a certain conscientious scruple restrains me from considering unworthy of record in my history, things which the wisest men of those days regarded as demanding official action.
The land of Attica was uniquely adorned with works of art of this kind, and with its abundance of native marble and the genius of its artists it offered the material for the exercise of the king’s fury. It was not enough for Philip simply to demolish the temples and to overturn the images; he went on to order the stones to be broken up so that they should not be heaped up whole in piles of ruins.
When Philip observed the camp lying beneath him, it is said that he was astonished at the orderly arrangement of the whole, and its division into different sections, with the lines of tents and the streets at regular intervals; and that he declared that no one could imagine that such a camp was a camp of barbarians. .. The Greeks had never seen Roman arms and standards before this, and the unfamiliar sight, combined with the spirit of the Roman soldiers as they advanced so briskly up to the walls, inspired no ordinary terror.
It was made clear to all that if the king held Demetrias in Thessaly, Chalcis in Euboea, and Corinth in Achaea, then Greece could not be free. Philip himself, they pointed out, called them ‘the fetters of Greece’ – a description as true as it was insolent.
The Macedonians, and the Greeks also, made use of palisades of stakes, but they did not adapt their practice to facilitate the conveyance of the stakes and to ensure the strength of the palisade itself. Their custom was to fell trees too large, and with too many branches, for the soldiers to carry easily in addition to their weapons; and when they had fenced off their camp by planting such stakes outside it, their palisade was easily demolished. For the trunks of the large trees, placed at wide intervals, were conspicuous, and their stout branches offered a ready handhold; and so it required no more than the combined effort of two or three young men to heave out a single tree; and as soon as a tree was thus wrenched out an opening was left like a gateway, and there was no ready means of plugging the gap. The Roman method, in contrast, is to cut light stakes, generally two-forked, with no more than three or four branches. A soldier can easily carry a number of these at once, with his weapons slung over his back; and these stakes, with their branches intertwined, are fixed so close together that it is impossible to detect which stock belongs to which upper branch, and vice versa.
There really was, it seemed, a nation on this earth prepared to fight for the freedom of other men, and to fight at her own expense, and at the cost of hardship and peril to herself; a nation prepared to do this service not just for her near neighbours, for those in her part of the world, for lands geographically connected with her own, but even prepared to cross the sea in order to prevent the establishment of an unjust dominion in any quarter of the globe, and to ensure that right and justice, and the rule of law, should everywhere be supreme.
There was a motion to repeal the Lex Oppia. This law had been brought in by the tribune Gaius Oppius in the consulate of Quintus Fabius and Tiberius Sempronius, when the Punic War was raging; it provided that no woman should possess more than half an ounce of gold, or wear parti-coloured clothing, or ride in a horse-drawn vehicle in a city or town, or within a mile therefrom, unless taking part in a public religious act. The tribunes Marcus and Publius Junius Brutus defended the Lex Oppia and declared that they would not allow its abrogation; many notable citizens came forward to speak for the proposal or to attack it; the Capitoline hill was thronged with crowds of supporters and opponents of the measure. The matrons could not be confined within doors by the advice of their husbands, by respect for their husbands, or by their husbands’ command; they beset all the streets of the city and all the approaches to the Forum... one of the consuls at least they found inflexible; that was MARCUS PORCIUS CATO.
He tells us that Africanus asked who, in Hannibal’s opinion, was the greatest general of all time. Hannibal replied: ‘Alexander, King of the Macedonians, because with a small force he routed armies of countless numbers, and because he traversed the remotest lands. Merely to visit such lands transcended human expectation.’ Asked whom he would place second, Hannibal said: ‘Pyrrhus. He was the first to teach the art of laying out a camp. Besides that, no one has ever shown nicer judgement in choosing his ground, or in disposing his forces. He also had the art of winning men to his side; so that the Italian peoples preferred the overlordship of a foreign king to that of the Roman people, who for so long had been the chief power in that country.’ When Africanus followed up by asking whom he ranked third, Hannibal unhesitatingly chose himself. Scipio burst out laughing at this, and said: ‘What would you be saying if you had defeated me?’ ‘In that case,’ replied Hannibal, ‘I should certainly put myself before Alexander and before Pyrrhus – in fact, before all other generals!’ This reply, with its elaborate Punic subtlety, and this unexpected kind of flattery, says Claudius, affected Scipio deeply, because Hannibal had set him apart from the general run of commanders, as one whose worth was beyond calculation.
The chief Magnesian official is called the Magnetarch.
Thus the workings joined, a way was opened from the trench to the tunnel, and a hidden battle began underground. At first the diggers engaged with the actual tools they had been using in their work: but armed men also quickly came up and joined in. After a time the fighting slackened, since the sappers blocked off the tunnel where they wished, sometimes with hair-cloths stretched across, sometimes with doors hastily interposed. A novel engine was also devised against the enemy in the tunnel; it was a contrivance quite easily made. They pierced a hole in the bottom of a cask for the insertion of a tube of moderate size, and made an iron pipe and an iron lid for the cask, the lid also being perforated in many places. They filled this cask with small feathers and placed it with its mouth towards the tunnel; and through the holes in the lid very long spears, called sarissae, jutted out, to keep off the enemy. A small spark was introduced among the feathers, and they kindled it by blowing with a smith’s bellows applied to the end of the pipe. Then, when the whole tunnel was filled with a mass of smoke, and with smoke rendered more pungent by reason of the foul stench of burning feathers, scarcely anyone could endure to remain inside it.
But among all these patricians and plebeians of the most illustrious families it was Marcus Porcius Cato who stood out far above the rest. There was such force of character and such a wealth of natural endowments in this man that it was evident that he would have made his own fortune, whatever the station in which he had been born. He possessed every skill for conducting either private or public business; he was equally versed in affairs of the city and in country matters... Many of his speeches are extant, some delivered on his own behalf, some on behalf of others, some attacking other people; for he wore down his enemies by his speeches in defence as well as by his accusations... his character was proof against the assault of appetites; he was marked by a rigid integrity and a contempt for popularity and riches. In the austerity of his life, in his endurance of hardship and danger, he showed himself a man of iron constitution, in body, and in mind as well; for old age, that universal destroyer, did not break down his mental powers, and at the age of eighty-six he pleaded a case, he spoke and wrote in his own defence; and in his ninetieth year he brought Servius Galba to trial before the popular assembly.
Hannibal had always foreseen such an end to his life, both from his awareness of the implacable hatred of the Romans towards him, and from his utter distrust of the loyalty of kings – as for Prusias, he had already had a taste of his unreliability. And now he dreaded the arrival of Flamininus as the token that his hour had come. In view of the dangers which beset him, he had ensured that he would always have some way of escape ready to hand by making seven exits from his house, some of them concealed so as to avoid having them blocked by guards. But the overwhelming power of kings leaves nothing undiscovered when they wish to have it found out. The King’s men surrounded the whole area round the house with guard-posts so that no one could slip away from it. When the news came to Hannibal that the king’s soldiers were in the vestibule, he tried to escape by a side door which was out of the way and particularly suitable for an unobserved departure; but when he realized that even this exit was blocked by a group of soldiers, and that the whole area was shut off by guard-posts stationed at intervals, he called for the poison which he had had for a long time kept ready for such an emergency. ‘Let us’, he said, ‘free the Roman people from their long-standing anxiety, seeing that they find it tedious to wait for an old man’s death. It is no magnificent or memorable victory that Flamininus will win over a man unarmed and betrayed. This day will surely prove how far the moral standards of the Romans have changed. The fathers of these Romans sent a warning to King Pyrrhus, bidding him beware of poison – and he was an enemy in arms, with an army in Italy: these Romans themselves have sent an envoy of consular rank to suggest to Prusias the crime of murdering his guest.’ Then, calling down curses on the head of Prusias and on his kingdom, and invoking the gods of hospitality to be witnesses of his violation of faith, he drained the cup. So Hannibal’s life came to its end.
In this year a find was made on the land of Lucius Petilius, a public clerk, under the Janiculum. Ploughmen were turning over the soil to a greater depth than usual, when two stone chests came to light, each about eight feet long and four feet wide, with their lids fastened with lead. Each chest bore an inscription in Latin and Greek letters, one saying that Numa Pompilius, son of Pompo, King of the Romans was entombed there, the other, that the books of Numa Pompilius were inside. On the advice of his friends the landowner opened the chests; and the one bearing the inscription about the entombment of the king was found to be empty, with no trace of a human body, or of anything else, since everything had been destroyed by the corruption of so many years. In the other were found two bundles, tied with waxed cord, each containing seven books, not merely intact but to all appearance in mint condition. There were Latin books, dealing with the law of the pontiffs, and seven Greek books teaching of a system of philosophy which could have belonged to that period. Valerius Antias adds that they were Pythagorean writings, thus affording confirmation, by a plausible falsehood, to the common belief that Numa was a disciple of Pythagoras. At first the books were read by the friends who were present at the finding; but soon, when their existence became widely known and others were reading them, the city praetor, Quintus Petilius, was eager to read them, and he collected the books from Lucius Petilius... When he had read the principal points in the books he realized that much of the contents was destructive of religion, and he told Lucius Petilius that he was going to throw the books into the fire... the books were burned in the Comitium in the sight of the people on a fire provided by the assistants in sacrifice.
The elephants produced almost as much confusion as an enemy attack, for on arriving at the trackless places they cast off their drivers and with their horrific trumpeting caused immense panic, especially among the horses, until a scheme was devised for lowering the elephants down the hill. On the hillside a line of descent was selected, and then two tall strong posts were fixed in the ground lower down, at a distance apart slightly greater than the width of an elephant; a cross-beam was laid on these posts, on which rested planks, thirty feet long, fastened together to make a platform, on top of which earth was thrown. At a slight distance below, a second platform of the same design was constructed, then a third, and a whole series where the cliffs were steep. An elephant would advance from solid ground onto the first platform; before he could reach the other end the posts were cut, and the fall of the platform forced the beast to slide gently to the edge of the next stage; some of the elephants slid down standing upright, others sank on their haunches. When the animals had been received by the level surface of the second platform, they were again carried down by a similar collapse of this lower stage, until they reached the valley where the going was easier.