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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="edition" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0032.tlg006.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="book" n="4"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="7"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="24"><p>so he mounted a horse, took with him Lycius and the cavalry, and
                                pushed ahead to lend aid; and in a moment they heard the soldiers
                                shouting, <said direct="true">The Sea! The Sea!</said> and passing
                                the word along. Then all the troops of the rearguard likewise broke
                                into a run, and the pack animals began racing ahead and the
                                horses.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="25"><p>And when all had reached the summit, then indeed they fell to
                                embracing one another, and generals and captains as well, with tears
                                in their eyes. And on a sudden, at the bidding of some one or other,
                                the soldiers began to bring stones and to build a great cairn.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="26"><p>Thereon they placed as offerings a quantity of raw ox-hides and
                                walking-sticks and the captured wicker shields; and the guide not
                                only cut these shields to pieces himself, but urged the others to do
                                    so.<note anchored="true" resp="Loeb">Still trying to fulfil his
                                    real mission of harming his people’s enemies. Cp. 19-20
                                    above.</note></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="27"><p>After this the Greeks dismissed the guide with gifts from the common
                                stock—a horse, a silver cup, a Persian dress, and ten darics; but
                                what he particularly asked the men for was their rings, and he got a
                                considerable number of them. Then he showed them a village to encamp
                                in and the road they were to follow to the country of the
                                Macronians, and, as soon as evening came, took his departure.</p></div></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="8"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="1"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>From there the Greeks marched through
                                the country of the Macronians three stages, ten parasangs. On the
                                first of these days they reached the river which separated the
                                territory of the Macronians from that of the Scythinians.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="2"><p>There they had on the right, above them, an exceedingly difficult bit
                                of ground, and on the left another river, into which the boundary
                                stream that they had to cross emptied. Now this stream was fringed
                                with trees, not large ones, but of thick growth, and when the Greeks
                                came up, they began felling them in their haste to get out of the
                                place as speedily as possible.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="3"><p>But the Macronians, armed with wicker shields and lances and hair
                                tunics, were drawn up in line of battle opposite the place where the
                                Greeks must cross, and they were cheering one another on and
                                throwing stones, which fell into the stream; for they never reached
                                the Greeks or did them any harm.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="4"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>At this moment one of the peltasts
                                came up to Xenophon, a man who said that he had been a slave at
                                    <placeName key="perseus,Athens">Athens</placeName>, with word
                                that he knew the language of these people; <said direct="true">I
                                    think,</said> he went on, <said direct="true">that this is my
                                    native country, and if there is nothing to hinder, I should like
                                    to have a talk with them.</said></p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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