CHAPTER II. ~~ THE STORY OF ALBA.

King Tullus Hostilius, being newly come to the throne, looked about

for an occasion of war; for the Romans had now for a long time been at

peace. Now it chanced that in those days the men of Rome and the men of

Alba had a quarrel, the one against the other, the country folk being

wont to cross the border and to plunder their neighbours; and that

ambassadors were sent from either city to seek restitution of such

things as had been carried off. King Tullus said to his ambassador,

"Delay not to do your business so soon as ye shall be come to Alba;"

knowing that the men of Alba would certainly refuse to deliver up the

things, and thinking that he could thus with a good conscience proclaim

war against them. As for the ambassadors of Alba, when they were come

to Rome, they made no haste about their business, but ate and drank, the

King entertaining them with much courtesy and kindness. While therefore

they feasted with him, there came back the ambassadors of Rome telling

the King how they had made demand for the things carried off, and when

the men of Alba had refused to deliver them, had declared war within the

space of thirty days. Which when the King heard, he called to him the

ambassadors of Alba, and said to them, "Wherefore are ye come to

Rome? Set forth now your mission." Then the men, not knowing what had

befallen, began to make excuse, saying, "We would not willingly say

aught that should displease the King, but we are constrained by them

that have sent us thither. We are come to ask for the things that your

country folk have carried off. And, if ye will not deliver them up, we

are bidden to declare war against you." To this Tullus made answer,

"Now do I call the Gods to witness that ye men of Alba first refused

to repair the thing that has been done amiss, and I pray them that they

will bring all the blood of this war upon your heads." And with this

message the men of Alba went home.

After this the two cities made great preparations for war. And because

the men of Troy had built Lavinium, from which some going forth had

set up the city of Alba, and from the royal house of Alba had come the

founder of Rome, it was as though the children would fight against their

fathers. Yet it came not to this, the matter being finished without

a battle. The men of Alba first marched into the land of the Romans,

having with them a very great army, and pitched their camp five miles

from the city, digging about it a deep ditch. But while they lay in this

camp their King Cluilius died, and a certain Mettus was made dictator in

his room. Which when King Tullus heard, he became very bold, saying that

the gods had smitten Cluilius for his wrong-doing, and would smite also

the whole people of Alba. Whereupon he marched into the land of the

Albans, leaving the enemy's camp to one side. And when these also had

come forth against him, and the two armies were now drawn up in battle

array, the one against the other, there came a messenger to King Tullus,

saying that Mettus of Alba desired to have speech with him, having that

to say to him which concerned the Romans not less than the men of Alba.

Nor did King Tullus refuse to hear him, though indeed battle had pleased

him better than speech. So when the King and certain nobles with him

had gone forth into the open space that was between the two armies, and

Mettus also with his companions had come to the same place, this last

spake, saying, "I have heard King Cluilius that is dead affirm that your

wrong-doing, ye men of Rome, in that ye would not deliver up the things

that had been carried off, was the cause of this war; nor do I doubt

but that thou, King Tullus, hast the same quarrel against us. Yet if we

would speak that which is true rather than that which has a fair show,

we should, I doubt not, confess that we, though we be both kinsmen and

neighbours, are driven into this war by the lust of power. Now I say not

whether this be just or no. Let others look to this; for I am not King

of Alba, but captain of the host only. Yet there is a matter which

I would fain call to thy mind, King. Thou knowest the Etruscans, how

mighty they are both by land and sea; for indeed they are nearer by far

to thee at Rome than to us at Alba. Bethink thee, therefore, how, when

thou shalt give the signal of battle between thy army and our army, the

same Etruscans will look on, rejoicing to see us fight together; and

how, when the battle is ended, they will fall upon us, having us at

disadvantage; for of a truth, whether ye or we prevail, we shall have

but little strength remaining to us. If therefore we be not content

with the freedom that we have, but must needs set on the chance of a die

whether we shall be masters or servants, let us devise some way by which

the one may win dominion over the other without great loss and shedding

of blood." Now King Tullus was a great warrior, and would willingly

have fought, being confident that he and his people would prevail;

nevertheless the thing that Mettus of Alba had said pleased him. And

when they came to consider the matter, there seemed by good fortune

to be a way ready to their hands. There were in the army of Alba three

brothers that had been born at one birth, whose name was Curiatius.

And in the army of the Romans there were other three, and these born

likewise at one birth, whose name was Horatius. Nor was there much

difference in respect either of age or of strength between the brothers

of Alba and the brothers of Rome. Then King Tullus and Mettus of Alba

called for the brothers, and enquired of them whether they were willing

to fight, each three for their own country, agreement being first

made that that people should bear rule for ever whose champions should

prevail in the battle. And as the young men were willing, a place was

appointed for the battle and a time also. But first there was made a

treaty in this fashion, for the fashion of making treaties is the same

always, though their conditions be different. The herald said, "Wilt

thou, King Tullus, that I make a treaty with the minister of the people

of Alba?" And when the King answered "Yea," the herald said, "I will

that thou give me the sacred herbs." Then the King made reply, "Take

them, and see that they be clean." So the herald took them clean from

the hill of the citadel. Having done this, he said to the King, "Dost

thou appoint me to do the pleasure of the people of Rome, me and my

implements and my attendants with me?" And the King answered, "So that

it be without damage to the people of Rome." Then the herald appointed

one Spurius to be minister that he should take the oath, and touched his

hair with the sacred herbs. And when Spurius had taken the oath, and the

conditions of the treaty had been read aloud, he spake, saying, "Hear

thou, Jupiter, and thou also, minister of the people of Alba, and ye men

of Alba; as these conditions have been duly read aloud this day from

the beginning even to the end from these tables, and after the

interpretation by which they may be the most easily understood, even

so shall the Roman people abide by them. And if this people, acting by

common consent, shall falsely depart from them, then do thou, O Jupiter,

smite the Roman people, even as I shall smite this swine to-day. And

smite them by so much the more strongly as thou art stronger than I."

And when he had said this he smote the swine with a knife of stone.

The men of Alba also took the oath, and confirmed it after their own

fashion. These things having been thus ordered, the champions made them

ready for battle. And first their fellows exhorted them severally in

many words, saying that the gods of their country, their countrymen

also and kinsfolk, whether they tarried at home or stood in the field,

regarded their arms that day; and afterwards they went forth into the

space that lay between the two armies. And these sat and watched them

before their camps, being quit indeed of the peril of battle, but full

of care how the matter should end, seeing that so great things, even

sovereignty and freedom, should be decided by the valour and good luck

of so few men. Then, the signal of battle being given, the three met the

three with such courage and fierceness as though there were a whole army

on either side. And as their swords rang against each other and flashed,

all men trembled to see, and could scarcely speak or breathe for fear

of what should happen. And for a while, in so narrow a space did the men

fight, nought could be seen but how they swayed to and fro, and how the

blood ran down upon the ground. But afterwards it was plain to see that

of the three Romans two were fallen dead upon the ground, and that of

the three champions of Alba each man was wounded.

[Illustration: Death of the Horatti and Curiattii 056]

At this sight the Alban host shouted for joy, but the men of Rome had

no more any hope but only fear, to think what should befall their one

champion that had now three enemies against him. Now, by good luck, it

had so fallen out that this one had received no wound, so that, though

he was no match for the three together, he did not doubt but that he

should prevail over them severally one by one. Wherefore, that he might

so meet them, dividing them the one from the other, he made a feint to

fly, thinking that they would follow him each as quickly as his wound

might suffer him. And so it fell out. For when he had fled now no

small space from the ground where they had fought at the first, he

saw, looking behind him, that the three were following him at a great

distance one from the other, and that one was very near to himself. Then

he turned himself and ran fiercely upon the man; and behold even while

the men of Alba cried aloud to the two that they should help their

brother, he had slain him, and was now running towards the second. And

when the men of Rome saw what had befallen, they set up a great shout,

as men are wont when they have good luck beyond their hopes; and their

champion made such haste to do his part that or ever the third of the

Alban three could come up, though indeed he was close at hand, he had

slain the second also. And now, seeing that there remained one only on

either side, there was in some sort an equality, yet were the two

not equal either in hope or in strength. For the champion of Rome had

suffered no wound, and having overcome his foes now once and again

was full of courage; but the champion of Alba being now spent with his

wound, and wearied also with running, was as it were vanquished already.

Nor indeed was there a battle between the two; for the Roman cried, "One

and another of my foes have I offered to the spirits of my brothers; but

this third will I offer to the cause for which we have fought this day,

even that Rome may have the dominion over Alba." And when the champion

of Alba could now scarce bear up his shield, he stood over and ran his

sword downwards into his throat Afterwards, as the man lay dead upon

the ground, he spoiled him of his arms. Then did the men of Rome receive

their champion with much rejoicing, having all the more gladness because

they had been in so great fear. Afterwards each host set themselves to

bury their dead, whose tombs remain to this day, each in the spot where

he fell, for the two Romans are buried in one sepulchre nearer to

Alba, and the three champions of Alba as you go towards Rome, but with

somewhat of space between them, even as they fought.

Before the armies departed to their homes, Mettus of Alba inquired of

Tullus what he would have him to do according to treaty. And the King

answered, "Keep the young men under arms. I shall call for them if I

have war against the men of Veii."

And now the men of Rome went back to the city, and Horatius went before

them, carrying the spoils of the three whom he had slain. But at the

Capene gate there met him his sister, who was betrothed to one of the

champions of Alba; and when the maiden saw upon his shoulders the cloak

of her betrothed (and indeed she had wrought it with her own hands) she

tore her hair and cried to the dead man by name with a lamentable voice.

But Horatius was wroth to hear the words of mourning on the day when

he had won so great a victory and the people rejoiced; and he drew his

sword and slew the maiden, crying, "Depart hence to thy lover with

the love that thou cherishest out of season; thou that forgettest thy

brethren that are dead, and thy brother that is yet alive, and thine own

people also. So perish whosoever shall make lamentations for an enemy

of Rome." And when the Fathers and the Commons saw what was done, they

thought it a wicked deed, but remembered what great service the man had

newly rendered to Rome. Nevertheless they laid hands on him and took him

to the King that he should judge him. But the King being loath to judge

such a matter, or to give sentence against the man, said, "I appoint

two men as the law commands, who shall judge Horatius for murder." Now

the law was this: "If a man do murder, two men shall judge him; if he

appeal against the two, let the appeal be tried; if their sentence be

confirmed, ye shall cover his head and scourge him within the walls

or without the walls, and hang him by a rope upon the gallows." Then

there were appointed two men according to the law, who affirmed that they

could not let the man go free, whether his guilt was small or great,

seeing that he had manifestly done the deed. Therefore said one of them,

"Publius Horatius, we adjudge thee to be guilty of murder. Go, lictor,

bind his hands." But when the lictor came and was now ready to cast the

rope about him, Horatius cried, "I appeal to the people;" for the King

himself, being mercifully disposed to him, bade him do so. Then was

there a trial before the people, in which that which most wrought upon

the hearts of men was that the father of Horatius constantly affirmed

that his daughter had been rightly slain. "Nay," said he, "verily, if

the young man had not slain her, I had used against him my right as a

father, and had condemned him to die."

Then again he besought them that they should not leave him desolate and

bereaved of his children, he who but the day before had had so fair a

stock. Afterwards, throwing his arms about the young man, he stretched

out his hands to the spoils of the Curiatii, crying, "Will ye endure,

men of Rome, to see him bound under the gallows and beaten with stripes

whom ye beheld but yesterday adorned with these spoils and rejoicing in

his victory? Not so. Surely the men of Alba themselves had not borne to

see such a sight. Go, lictor, bind his hands, though but yesterday they

won so great a dominion for the people of Rome. Go, cover the head of

him that made this people free; hang him upon the accursed tree; scourge

him, whether within the walls, so that thou do it among the spoils

of them that he slew, or without the walls, so that it be near to the

sepulchres of the champions of Alba. Whither can ye take this youth

that the memorials of his valour shall not save him from so foul a

punishment?" And when the people saw the tears of the old man, and

bethought them also what great courage the youth had shown in danger,

they could not endure to condemn him; but regarding his valour rather

than the goodness of his cause, let him go free. Only, because the deed

had been so manifest, a command was laid upon the father that he should

make a trespass offering for his son at the public charge. Then the

father, having made certain sacrifices of expiation--which are performed

to this day in the house of Horatius--set up a beam across the way and

covered his son's head, and led him beneath it. As for the maiden, they

built her tomb of hewn stone in the place where she was slain.

Now the men of Alba were wroth to think that the fortunes of the whole

people had been thus trusted to the hands of three soldiers; and Mettus,

being of an unstable mind, was led away to evil in his desire to do

them a pleasure. And as before he had sought for peace when others were

desirous of war, so now he desired war when others were minded to be at

peace. But because he knew that the men of Alba were not able of their

own strength to do that which they desired, he stirred up certain others

of the nations round about, that they should make war openly against

Rome. As for himself and his people, he purposed that they should seem

indeed to be friends and allies, but should be ready for treachery when

occasion served. Thereupon the men of Fidenæ, being colonists from Rome,

and the men of Veii promised that they would make war, and Mettus on

his part promised that he would come over to them with his army in

the battle. First the men of Fidenæ rebelled, and King Tullus marched

against them, bidding Mettus come also with his army, and having crossed

the river Anio, pitched his camp where Anio flows into Tiber. And by

this time the men of Veii also had come up with their army, and these

were on the right wing next to the river, and the men of Fidenæ on the

left, next to the mountains. The ordering of King Tullus was that he and

his men should do battle with the men of Veii, and Mettus and the Albans

with the men of Fidenæ. Now Mettus, as he was not minded to do right, so

had no courage to do wrong boldly; and because he dared not to go over

to the enemy, led his men away slowly towards the mountains. Being come

thither, he set out his men in battle array, being minded to join them

whom he should perceive to prevail. At first the Romans marvelled that

Mettus and his men should so depart from them; and after a while they

sent a messenger to the King, saying, "The men of Alba have left us."

Then the King knew in his heart that there was treachery, and he vowed

that he would build temples to Paleness and Panic, if he should win the

victory that day. Nevertheless he showed no sign of fear, but cried to

the horsemen with a loud voice, that the enemy might hear, saying, "Go

thou back to the battle, and bid thy comrades be of good courage. Mettus

does my bidding that he may take the men of Fidenæ in the rear." Also

he bade the cavalry raise their spears in the air, that so the Romans

might, for the most part, be hindered from seeing that the men of Alba

had deserted them; and they that saw, believing what the King had said,

fought with the more courage. Then there fell a great fear upon the

enemy, for these also had heard the saying, which, being in the Latin

tongue, was understood of the men of Fidenæ. They, therefore, fearing

lest Mettus and the army of Alba should come down from the mountains and

shut them off from their town, began to give ground. And when the King

had broken their array, he turned the more fiercely on the men of Veii.

These also fled before him, but were hindered from escape by the river.

And some, throwing away their arms, ran blindly into the water, and some

while they lingered on the bank, and knew not whether they should fight

or fly, so perished. Never before had the Romans so fierce a fight with

their enemies.

After this the army of Alba came down from the mountains, and Mettus

said to the King that he rejoiced that he had won so great a victory,

and the King on his part spake friendly to him, and would have him join

his camp with the camp of the Romans. Also he appointed a sacrifice of

purification for the next day. And when it was day, all things being now

ready after the custom of such sacrifices, the King commanded that both

armies should be called to an assembly. And the heralds summoned the men

of Alba first, so that they might be in the inner place; to which also

they came of their own accord, for they sought to be near the King,

greatly desiring to hear what he should say. And the King so ordered it

to the end that the army of Rome might surround them on all sides. Also

he gave his commands to certain captains of hundreds that they fulfil

without delay whatsoever commands he should give them. After this the

King spoke in this fashion, "Men of Rome, if ever before ye had occasion

to give thanks for victory won, first to the immortal Gods, and secondly

to your own valour, such occasion ye found in the battle of yesterday.

For ye fought not only with the enemy, but with that from which there

is peril greater by far, even treachery in allies. I would not have you

ignorant of the truth. It was not by any ordering of mine that the men

of Alba went towards the mountains. I gave no such command; yet did I

feign that I had given it to this end, that ye might not know that ye

were deserted, and so might fight with the better courage, and that our

enemies, thinking that they should be assailed from behind, might be

stricken with fear and so fly before us. Yet I say not that all the men

of Alba are guilty of this matter. They followed their captain, even as

ye, men of Rome, would have followed me whithersoever I might have led

you. Mettus only is guilty. He contrived this departure, even as he

brought about this war, and brake the covenant that was between Alba and

Rome. And what he hath done others may dare hereafter, if I do not so

deal with him that he shall be an ensample for all that come after."

Then the captains of hundreds, having arms in their hands, laid hold

upon Mettus. After this the King spake again: "May the Gods bless to the

people of Rome, and to me, and to you also, men of Alba, that which I

purpose to do. For my purpose is to carry away the people of Alba to

Rome; the commons of Alba will I make citizens of Rome, and the nobles

will I number among our Senators. So shall there be one city and one

commonwealth." When the men of Alba heard these words, all had not

the same mind about the matter, but all kept silence, fearing to speak,

because being without arms they were compassed on every side with armed

men.

Then said the King, "Mettus, if indeed thou couldst learn faith and the

keeping of treaties, I had suffered thee to live that thou mightest have

such teaching from me. But now, seeing that thy disease is past healing,

thou shalt teach other men to hold in reverence the holy things which

thou hast despised. For even as thou wast divided in heart between Rome

and Fidenæ, so shall thy body be divided." Then at the King's bidding,

they brought two chariots, with four horses harnessed to each of them;

and binding the body of Mettus to the chariots, they drave the horses

divers ways so that the man was torn asunder.

In the meanwhile there had been sent horsemen to Alba who should bring

the people to Rome; and now the army also was led thither that they

might destroy the city utterly. Great sorrow was there in Alba that day,

men knowing not for fear and grief what they should carry with them or

leave behind. For a while, indeed, they wandered through their houses,

knowing that they should not see them any more. But when the horsemen

shouted to them that they should depart, and the crash of houses which

men were now destroying began to be heard, and the dust rising up from

the outskirts of the city covered all things as with a cloud, then they

snatched up in haste each such things as they could, and so departed the

home in which they had been born and bred. Very lamentable was their cry

as they went, more especially of the women, when they saw armed men

in the temples wherein they had been wont to worship, the very gods

themselves being left, as it seemed, in captivity. And when the people

were now gone forth from their city the Romans left not one stone upon

another of all that was in the city; so that that which had been four

hundred years in building (for so long had Alba endured) perished in

one hour. Nevertheless they harmed not the temples, for so the King had

commanded.

But because Alba was thus brought to destruction, Rome increased

greatly; for the number of the citizens was increased twofold. The

Coelian hill was added to the city, in which hill, that others might the

more readily dwell there, the King himself commanded that they should

build him a palace. Also the chief houses of Alba, as the house of

Julius and of Servilius, were chosen into the Senate; and that there

might be a place of meeting for the Senate being thus multiplied, the

King built a temple and called it Hostilia, after his own name. Also

ten squadrons of horsemen were chosen out of the men of Alba. But after

certain days, when the Romans had now conquered the Sabines, and had

made treaties of peace with the Etrurians, and were in great peace and

prosperity, they and their King, there was brought tidings to Rome that

there had fallen a shower of stones on Mount Alba. Which when men could

scarce believe, they sent messengers to learn if these things were true,

who having come to Alba, found the stones lying on the ground, even as

it had been hail. Also there was heard a voice from the grove that was

on the top of the hill, saying, "Let the men of Alba do worship after

the manner of their fathers;" for they having left their country, had

left also their gods, and did worship after the manner of the Romans, or

for wrath at that which had befallen them, as is wont to be with men

in such case, had ceased from worship altogether. The Romans also, by

reason of this same voice that was heard on Mount Alba, or by warning of

the soothsayers, kept a festival of nine days. And this became a custom

for the time to come, that when there came tidings of such marvels to

Rome, there was kept a like festival. Now the end of King Tullus was

this. There came a pestilence upon the land. And when for this cause

the people were wearied of war, nevertheless the King, both because he

delighted in war, and because he believed that the young men should have

better health if they went abroad than if they tarried at home, gave

them no rest But after a while he also fell into a tedious sickness,

which so brake him both in body and mind that, whereas in time past he

thought it unworthy of a King to busy himself with matters of religion,

now he gave himself up wholly to superstition, and filled the minds of

his people also with the like thoughts, so that they regarded nothing

but this, how they should make atonement to the Gods, and so be rid of

their present distress. As for the King himself, men say that reading

the sacred book of King Numa he found therein certain sacrifices, very

secret and solemn, that should be done to Jupiter by such as would

bring him down from heaven, and that he shut himself up to do these

sacrifices; but because he set not about them rightly or did them not in

due form, there appeared to him no similitude of the immortal gods

(for such he had hoped to see); but Jupiter, having great wrath at such

unlawful dealings, struck him with lightning, and consumed both him and

his house.

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