CHAPTER LXIII

THE SIEGE OF PLATAEA

The Peloponnesian War began with an attack upon the little town of

Plataea. Two years later, in the early summer of 429 B.C., Plataea was

again attacked, this time by the Spartans, who were led by their king

Archidamus. The town, small though it was, was an Athenian fortress, so

the Spartans were eager to raze it to the ground.

But Plataea stood on sacred territory; for Pausanias, after his great

victory over the Persians, had declared that in time of war it should

ever be left undisturbed.

The Plataeans reminded the king of the promise of the Spartan general,

and begged him to withdraw his troops.

Archidamus would not lead his army away, but he promised to do the

Plataeans no harm if they would become allies of Sparta, or if they

would give up their alliance with Athens and fight on neither side. But

the Plataeans would not agree to either of these plans.

Then the king offered to let them leave the town. He promised that

their homes, their orchards, their fields would be kept in good order

as long as the war lasted, and that they would be given back to them

when peace was made.

It was a generous offer, and the Plataeans begged to be allowed to send

to Athens to ask her advice. Her answer speedily settled the matter.

‘Athens,’ so ran the message, ‘never deserted her allies, and would

not now neglect the Plataeans, but succour them with all her might.

Wherefore the alliance must stand and the attack of the Spartans be

withstood.’

When Archidamus heard what Athens had said to the Plataeans, he

determined to besiege the town. The Thebans who were with the Spartan

army rejoiced that war was to begin, for they were ever bitter enemies

of the Plataeans.

The little town prepared to defend herself against the enemy, sending

away the women and children to a place of safety. A hundred women

slaves only were kept to cook and wash for the garrison, which was

small. Yet few in number as they were, the doughty citizens withstood

the attacks of the Spartans for two years.

When Archidamus ordered his men to raise a mound as high as the

wall around the town, the Plataeans at once added to the height of

their defences. They also dug beneath the mound of the enemy, and so

undermined it that it was continually sliding down.

Then lest the walls should at length be scaled by the enemy, the

citizens built an inner wall to protect the city yet more strongly.

Often the little garrison looked wistfully for the help that Athens had

assured them would be sent, but month after month passed and no help

came from the plague-stricken city. Yet the Plataeans did not dream of

surrender.

Archidamus was in despair, for he knew that his soldiers were seldom

able to take a walled town. His pride was hurt at the thought of

being beaten by a mere handful of men. He had with him the whole

Peloponnesian army, yet a garrison of five hundred had been able to

defy all his efforts to capture the city.

The king determined, since he could not take the town by assault,

to starve it into submission. So he now ordered two great walls to

be built round the city, placing on them here and there towers or

battlements. The walls were a certain space apart, and this space was

covered over, so that the soldiers could live in it as in a camp, while

armed sentinels paced up and down on the roof.

When the second year of the siege began, food grew scarce in Plataea.

Either the little garrison must force its way out or die of hunger. To

escape, the soldiers would have to scale the wall, without attracting

the attention of the sentinels, and reach the ground on the other side.

More than half the garrison resolved to stay where it was, but about

two hundred determined to make the perilous attempt.

So one cold, dark night in the month of December, when the sentinels

had retreated into the towers for shelter, the brave two hundred stole

out of the town, carrying ladders on their backs. They wore little

clothing, that they might climb and run the easier. That they might

step the more quietly their right feet were bare, while on the left

each wore a shoe to keep him from slipping in the mud.

Stealthily they made their way across a ditch and reached the wall

unseen, unheard. Twelve of the bravest scaled the wall and killed the

sleepy sentinels, who had sought shelter in the towers from a storm of

wind and rain.

The others then mounted the wall, fixed their ladders on the farther

side and reached the ground in safety, while the twelve, who had waited

to the last, began to descend.

All would have been well, had not one man slipped and knocked a tile

off the top of the wall. It rattled and fell to the ground with a noise

that roused the Spartans, who scrambled up the wall in great haste. But

the darkness was so dense that they could see nothing.

Those of the garrison who had stayed in the city did all that they

could to perplex the enemy, by making a sally on the side of the town

farthest from that by which their friends had fled. And when the

Spartans lit torches and flashed danger signals to the Thebans whose

city was not far off, the Plataeans lit beacons, so that the signals

were confused.

Meanwhile the fugitives, having reached the ground in safety, were met

by a band of three hundred Spartans. These were carrying lights, so the

Plataeans were able to send a shower of arrows among them with sure

and deadly aim. In the confusion that followed, all save one archer

succeeded in crossing a ditch, covered with ice, but too thin to bear

the weight of the fugitives. They struggled through the icy water, and

after many narrow escapes two hundred and twelve weary men reached

Athens in safety.

Plataea held out gallantly until the summer of 427 B.C., when famine at

length forced her to surrender.

Five judges were sent from Sparta to decide the fate of the prisoners.

But the trial was a mere form, for the Thebans had already persuaded

the Spartans how to treat the unfortunate men.

Each prisoner as he was brought before the judges was asked if he

had helped the Spartans in their war against Athens. As each one

answered ‘No,’ he was led out and put to death. In this way two hundred

Plataeans and twenty-five Athenians lost their lives, while the city

they had so bravely defended was razed to the ground.

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