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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3" type="edition" xml:lang="eng"><div n="4" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="13" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He had, he said, delayed making his report till it was almost too late
							for the public safety, lest he should appear to be the author of vague
							and groundless suspicions. On hearing this the leaders of the senate
							censured the consuls of the previous year for having allowed those free
							distributions of corn and secret meetings to go on, and they were
							equally severe on the new consuls for having waited till the prefect of
							the corn-market had made his report, for the matter was of such
							importance that the consuls ought not only </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> to have reported it, but also dealt with it. In reply, Quinctius said
							that the censure on the consuls was undeserved, for, hampered as they
							were by the laws giving the right of appeal, which were passed to weaken
							their authority, they were far from possessing as much power as will to
							punish the atrocious attempt with the severity it deserved. What was
							wanted was not only a strong man, but one who was free to act,
							unshackled by the laws. </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He should therefore nominate Lucius Quinctius as Dictator, for he had
							the courage and resolution which such great powers demanded. This met
							with universal approval. Quinctius at first refused and asked them what
							they meant by exposing him at the close of his life to such a bitter
							struggle. </p></div><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> At last, after well-merited commendations were showered upon him from
							all parts of the House and he was assured that “in that aged mind
							there was not only more wisdom but more courage than in all the
							rest,” whilst the consul adhered to his decision, he yielded.
						</p></div><div n="14" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> After a prayer to heaven that in such a time of danger his old age might
							not prove a source of harm or discredit to the republic, Cincinnatus was
							made Dictator. He appointed Caius Servilius Ahala as his Master of the
							Horse. </p></div></div><div n="14" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>The next day, after posting guards at different points, he came down to
							the Forum. The novelty and mystery of the thing drew the attention of
							the plebs towards him. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Maelius and his confederates recognised that this tremendous power was
							directed against them, whilst those who knew nothing of the plot asked
							what disturbance or sudden outbreak of war called for the supreme
							authority of a Dictator or required Quinctius, after reaching his
							eightieth year, to assume the government of the republic. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Servilius, the Master of the Horse, was despatched by the Dictator to
							Maelius with the message: “The Dictator summons you.”
							Alarmed at the summons, he inquired what it meant. Servilius explained
							that he had to stand his trial and clear himself of the charge brought
							against him by Minucius in the senate. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> On this Maelius retreated amongst his troop of adherents, and looking
							round at them began to slink away, when an officer by order of the
							Master of the Horse seized him and began to drag him away. The
							bystanders rescued him, and as he fled he implored “the
							protection of the Roman plebs,” and said that he was the victim
							of a conspiracy amongst the patricians, because he had acted generously
							towards the plebs. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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