CHAPTER XIV.

ATTICUS.

The name of Atticus has been mentioned more than once in the preceding

chapters as a correspondent of Cicero. We have indeed more than five

hundred letters addressed to him, extending over a period of almost

five-and-twenty years. There are frequent intervals of silence--not a

single letter, for instance, belongs to the year of the consulship, the

reason being that both the correspondents were in Rome. Sometimes,

especially in the later years, they follow each other very closely. The

last was written about a year before Cicero's death.

Atticus was one of those rare characters who contrive to live at peace

with all men. The times were troublous beyond all measure; he had wealth

and position; he kept up close friendship with men who were in the very

thickest of the fight; he was ever ready with his sympathy and help for

those who were vanquished; and yet he contrived to arouse no enmities;

and after a life-long peace, interrupted only by one or two temporary

alarms, died in a good old age.

Atticus was of what we should call a gentleman's family, and belonged by

inheritance to the democratic party. But he early resolved to stand

aloof from politics, and took an effectual means of carrying out his

purpose by taking up his residence at Athens. With characteristic

prudence he transferred the greater part of his property to investments

in Greece. At Athens he became exceedingly popular. He lent money at

easy rates to the municipality, and made liberal distributions of corn,

giving as much as a bushel and a half to every needy citizen. He spoke

Greek and Latin with equal ease and eloquence; and had, we are told, an

unsurpassed gift for reciting poetry. Sulla, who, for all his savagery,

had a cultivated taste, was charmed with the young man, and would have

taken him in his train. "I beseech you," replied Atticus, "don't take me

to fight against those in whose company, but that I left Italy, I might

be fighting against you." After a residence of twenty-three years he

returned to Rome, in the very year of Cicero's consulship. At Rome he

stood as much aloof from the turmoil of civil strife as he had stood at

Athens. Office of every kind he steadily refused; he was under no

obligations to any man, and therefore was not thought ungrateful by any.

The partisans of Caesar and of Pompey were content to receive help from

his purse, and to see him resolutely neutral. He refused to join in a

project of presenting what we should call a testimonial to the murderers

of Caesar on behalf of the order of the knights; but he did not hesitate

to relieve the necessities of the most conspicuous of them with a

present of between three and four thousand pounds. When Antony was

outlawed he protected his family; and Antony in return secured his life

and property amidst the horrors of the second Proscription.

His biographer, Cornelius Nepos, has much to say of his moderation and

temperate habits of life. He had no sumptuous country-house in the

suburbs or at the sea-coast, but two farm-houses. He possessed, however,

what seems to have been a very fine house (perhaps we should call it

"castle," for Cicero speaks of it as a place capable of defense) in

Epirus. It contained among other things a gallery of statues. A love of

letters was one of his chief characteristics. His guests were not

entertained with the performances of hired singers, but with readings

from authors of repute. He had collected, indeed, a very large library.

All his slaves, down to the very meanest, were well educated, and he

employed them to make copies.

Atticus married somewhat late in life. His only daughter was the first

wife of Agrippa, the minister of Augustus, and his grand-daughter was

married to Tiberius. Both of these ladies were divorced to make room for

a consort of higher rank, who, curiously enough, was in both cases

Julia, the infamous daughter of Augustus. Both, we may well believe,

were regretted by their husbands.

Atticus died at the age of seventy-seven. He was afflicted with a

disease which he believed to be incurable, and shortened his days by

voluntary starvation.

It was to this correspondent, then, that Cicero confided for about a

quarter of a century his cares and his wants. The two had been

schoolfellows, and had probably renewed their acquaintance when Cicero

visited Greece in search of health. Afterwards there came to be a family

connection between them, Atticus' sister, Pomponia, marrying Cicero's

younger brother, Quintus, not much, we gather from the letters, to the

happiness of either of them. Cicero could not have had a better

confidant. He was full of sympathy, and ready with his help; and he was

at the same time sagacious and prudent in no common degree, an excellent

man of business, and, thanks to the admirable coolness which enabled him

to stand outside the turmoil of politics, an equally excellent adviser

in politics.

One frequent subject of Cicero's letters to his friend is money. I may

perhaps express the relation between the two by saying that Atticus was

Cicero's banker, though the phrase must not be taken too literally. He

did not habitually receive and pay money on Cicero's account, but he did

so on occasions; and he was constantly in the habit of making advances,

though probably without interest, when temporary embarrassments, not

infrequent, as we may gather from the letters, called for them. Atticus

was himself a wealthy man. Like his contemporaries generally, he made an

income by money-lending, and possibly, for the point is not quite clear,

by letting out gladiators for hire. His biographer happens to give us

the precise figure of his property. His words do not indeed expressly

state whether the sum that he mentions means capital or income. I am

inclined to think that it is the latter. If this be so, he had in early

life an income of something less than eighteen thousand pounds, and

afterwards nearly ninety thousand pounds.

I may take this occasion to say something about Cicero's property, a

matter which is, in its way, a rather perplexing question. In the case

of a famous advocate among ourselves there would be no difficulty in

understanding that he should have acquired a great fortune. But the

Roman law strictly forbade an advocate to receive any payment from his

clients. The practice of old times, when the great noble pleaded for the

life or property of his humbler defendants, and was repaid by their

attachment and support, still existed in theory. It exists indeed to

this day, and accounts for the fact that a barrister among ourselves has

no _legal_ means of recovering his fees. But a practice of paying

counsel had begun to grow up. Some of Cicero's contemporaries certainly

received a large remuneration for their services. Cicero himself always

claims to have kept his hands clean in this respect, and as his enemies

never brought any charge of this kind against him, his statement may

very well be accepted. We have, then, to look for other sources of

income. His patrimony was considerable. It included, as we have seen, an

estate at Arpinum and a house in Rome. And then he had numerous

legacies. This is a source of income which is almost strange to our

modern ways of acting and thinking. It seldom happens among us that a

man of property leaves any thing outside the circle of his family.

Sometimes an intimate friend will receive a legacy. But instances of

money bequeathed to a statesman in recognition of his services, or a

literary man in recognition of his eminence, are exceedingly rare. In

Rome they were very common. Cicero declares, giving it as a proof of the

way in which he had been appreciated by his fellow-citizens, that he had

received two hundred thousand pounds in legacies. This was in the last

year of his life. This does something to help us out of our difficulty.

Only we must remember that it could hardly have been till somewhat late

in his career that these recognitions of his services to the State and

to his friends began to fall in. He made about twenty thousand pounds

out of his year's government of his province, but it is probable that

this money was lost. Then, again, he was elected into the College of

Augurs (this was in his fifty-fourth year). These religious colleges

were very rich. Their banquets were proverbial for their splendor.

Whether the individual members derived any benefit from their revenues

we do not know. We often find him complaining of debt; but he always

speaks of it as a temporary inconvenience rather than as a permanent

burden. It does not oppress him; he can always find spirits enough to

laugh at it. When he buys his great town mansion on the Palatine Hill

(it had belonged to the wealthy Crassus), for thirty thousand pounds, he

says, "I now owe so much that I should be glad to conspire if any body

would accept me as an accomplice." But this is not the way in which a

man who did not see his way out of his difficulties would speak.

Domestic affairs furnish a frequent topic. He gives accounts of the

health of his wife he announces the birth of his children. In after

years he sends the news when his daughter is betrothed and when she is

married, and tells of the doings and prospects of his son. He has also a

good deal to say about his brother's household, which, as I have said

before, was not very happy. Here is a scene of their domestic life.

"When I reached Arpinum, my brother came to me. First we had much talk

about you; afterwards we came to the subject which you and I had

discussed at Tusculum. I never saw any thing so gentle, so kind as my

brother was in speaking of your sister. If there had been any ground for

their disagreement, there was nothing to notice. So much for that day.

On the morrow we left for Arpinum. Quintus had to remain in the Retreat;

I was going to stay at Aquinum. Still we lunched at the Retreat (you

know the place). When we arrived Quintus said in the politest way,

'Pomponia, ask the ladies in; I will call the servants,' Nothing

could--so at least I thought--have been more pleasantly said, not only

as far as words go, but in tone and look. However, she answered before

us all, 'I am myself but a stranger here.' This, I fancy, was because

Statius had gone on in advance to see after the lunch. 'See,' said

Quintus, 'this is what I have to put up with every day.' Perhaps you

will say, 'What was there in this?' It was really serious, so serious as

to disturb me much, so unreasonably, so angrily did she speak and look.

I did not show it, but I was greatly vexed. We all sat down to table,

all, that is, but her. However, Quintus sent her something from the

table. She refused it Not to make a long story of it, no one could have

been more gentle than my brother, and no one more exasperating than your

sister--in my judgment at least, and I pass by many other things which

offended me more than they did Quintus. I went on to Aquinum." (The

lady's behavior was all the more blameworthy because her husband was on

his way to a remote province.) "Quintus remained at the Retreat. The

next day he joined me at Arpinum. Your sister, he told me, would have

nothing to do with him, and up to the moment of her departure was just

in the same mood in which I had seen her."

Another specimen of letters touching on a more agreeable topic may

interest my readers. It is a hearty invitation.

"To my delight, Cincius" (he was Atticus' agent)" came to me between

daylight on January 30th, with the news that you were in Italy. He was

sending, he said, messengers to you, I did not like them to go without a

letter from me, not that I had any thing to write to you, especially

when you were so close, but that I wished you to understand with what

delight I anticipate your coming ... The day you arrive come to my house

with all your party. You will find that Tyrannio" (a Greek man of

letters) "has arranged my books marvelously well. What remains of them

is much more satisfactory than I thought[10]. I should be glad if you

would send me two of your library clerks, for Tullius to employ as

binders and helpers in general; give some orders too to take some

parchment for indices. All this, however, if it suits your convenience.

Any how, come yourself and bring Pilia[11] with you. That is but right.

Tullia too wishes it."

[Footnote 10: They had suffered with the rest of Cicero's property at the

time of his exile.]

[Footnote 11: Pilia was the lady to whom Atticus was engaged]

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