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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div xml:lang="lat" type="translation" n="urn:cts:latinLit:stoa0023.stoa001.perseus-eng2"><div type="textpart" subtype="book" n="14"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="11"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="5"><p>And that Ursicinus might not suspect any unfriendly action, in case he should come, Count Prosper was sent to be his substitute until his return. So, when the letter was <pb n="v1.p.93"/> received and abundant transportation facilities were furnished, we<note type="footnote" resp="editor">Ammianus was attached to the suite of Ursicinus; see ch. 9. 1.</note> hastened at full speed to Mediolanum.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="6"><p>After this the next thing was to summon Caesar and induce him to make equal haste, and in order to remove suspicion, Constantius with many feigned endearments urged his sister, the Caesar’s wife, at last to satisfy his longing and visit him. And although she hesitated, through fear of her brother’s habitual cruelty, yet she set forth, hoping that, since he was her own brother, she might be able to pacify him. But after she had entered Bithynia, at the station called Caeni Gallicani, she was carried off by a sudden attack of fever. After her death the Caesar, considering that the support on which he thought he could rely had failed him, hesitated in anxious deliberation what to do.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="7"><p>For in the midst of his embarrassments and troubles his anxious mind dwelt on this one thought, that Constantius, who measured everything by the standard of his own opinion, was not one to accept any excuse or pardon mistakes; but, being especially inclined to the ruin of his kin, would secretly set a snare for him and punish him with death, if he caught him off his guard.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="8"><p>But in such a critical situation and anticipating the worst if he were not on the watch, he secretly aimed at the highest rank, if any chance should offer; but for a twofold reason he feared treachery on the part of those nearest to his person, both because they stood in dread of him as cruel and untrustworthy, and because they feared the fortune of Constantius which in civil discords usually had the upper hand.<note type="footnote" resp="editor">Cf. ch. 10, 16, above.</note></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="9"><p>Amid this huge mass of anxieties he received constant letters from <pb n="v1.p.95"/> the emperor, admonishing and begging him to come to him and covertly hinting that the commonwealth could not be divided and ought not to be, but that each ought to the extent of his powers to lend it aid when it was tottering, doubtless referring to the devastation of Gaul.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="10"><p>To this he added an example of not so very great antiquity, that Diocletian and his colleague<note type="footnote" resp="editor">Maximianus.</note> were obeyed by their Caesars as by attendants, who did not remain in one place but hastened about hither and thither, and that in Syria Galerius, clad in purple, walked for nearly a mile before the chariot of his Augustus<note type="footnote" resp="editor">Diocletian.</note> when the latter was angry with him.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="11"><p>After many other messengers came Scudilo, tribune of the targeteers, a skilled artist in persuasion, under the cloak of a somewhat rough nature. He alone of all, by means of flattering words mingled with false oaths, succeeded in persuading Gallus to set out, constantly repeating with hypocritical expression that his cousin would ardently wish to see him, that being a mild and merciful prince he would overlook anything that was done through inadvertence; that he would make him a sharer in his rank, to be a partner also in the labours which the northern provinces, for a long time wearied, demanded.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="12"><p>And since, when the fates lay hands upon men, their senses are apt to be dulled and blunted, Gallus was roused by these blandishments to the hope of a better destiny, and leaving Antioch under the lead of an unpropitious power, he proceeded to go straight from the smoke into the fire, as the old proverb has <pb n="v1.p.97"/> it; and entering Constantinople as if in the height of prosperity and security, he exhibited horse-races and crowned Thorax the charioteer as victor.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="13"><p>On learning this Constantius was enraged beyond all human bounds, and lest by any chance Gallus should become uncertain as to the future and should try in the course of his journey to take measures for his own safety, all the soldiers in the towns through which he would pass were purposely removed.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="14"><p>And at that time Taurus, who had been sent to Armenia as quaestor, boldly passed that way without addressing him or going to see him. Others, however, visited him by the emperor’s orders, under pretext of various matters of business, but really to take care that he should not be able to make any move or indulge in any secret enterprise; among these was Leontius, then quaestor and later prefect of the city, Lucillianus, as count commander of the household troops, and a tribune of the targeteers called Bainobaudes.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="15"><p>Thus, after covering long distances over level country, he had entered Hadrianopolis, a city in the region of Mt. Haemus, formerly called Uscudama, and for twelve days was recovering his strength, exhausted by his exertions. There he learned that certian Theban legions that were passing the winter in near-by towns had sent some of their comrades to encourage him by faithful and sure promises to remain there, since they were full of confidence in their strength and were posted in large numbers in neighbouring encampments; but owing to the watchful care of those about him, he could not steal an opportunity of seeing them or hearing the message that they brought.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="16"><p>Then, as <pb n="v1.p.99"/> letter followed letter, urging him to leave, making use of ten public vehicles, as was directed, and leaving behind all his attendants with the exception of a few whom he had brought with him to serve in his bedroom and at his table, he was driven to make haste, being without proper care of his person and urged on by many, railing from time to time at the rashness which had reduced him, now mean and abject, to submit to the will of the lowest of mankind.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="17"><p>Yet all this time, whenever nature allowed him sleep, his senses were wounded by frightful spectres that shrieked about him, and throngs of those whom he had slain, led by Domitianus and Montius, would seize him and fling him to the claws of the Furies, as he imagined in his dreams.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="18"><p>For the mind, when freed from the bonds of the body, being always filled with tireless movement, from the underlying thoughts and worries which torment the minds of mortals, conjures up the nocturnal visions to which we<note type="footnote" resp="editor">I.e. we Greeks.</note> give the name of phantasies.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="19"><p>And thus with the way opened by the sad decree of fate, by which it was ordained that he should be stripped of life and rank, he hurried by the most direct way and with relays of horses and came to Petobio, a town of Noricum. There all the secret plots were revealed and Count Barbatio suddenly made his appearance—he had commanded the household troops under Gallus—accompanied by Apodemius, of the secret service,<note type="footnote" resp="editor">The <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">agentes in rebus</foreign> constituted the imperial secret service under the direction of the <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">magister officiorum.</foreign> These were the original <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">frumentarii,</foreign> who at first had charge of the grain supply of the troops, but towards the beginning of the second century A.D. became secret police agents. It was Diocletian who changed the name <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">frumentarii</foreign> to <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">agentes in rebus.</foreign> </note> and at the head of soldiers whom Constantius had chosen because they were under obligation to him for favours and could <pb n="v1.p.101"/> not, he felt sure, be influenced by bribes or any feeling of pity.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="20"><p>And now the affair was being carried on with no disguised intrigue, but where the palace stood without the walls Barbatio surrounded it with armed men. And entering when the light was now dim and removing the Caesar’s royal robes, he put upon him a tunic and an ordinary soldier’s cloak, assuring him with frequent oaths, as if by the emperor’s command, that he would suffer no further harm. Then he said to him: <q>Get up at once,</q> and having unexpectedly placed him in a private carriage, he took him to Histria, near the town of Pola, where in former times, as we are informed, Constantine’s son Crispus was killed.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="21"><p>And while he was kept there in closest confinement, already as good as buried by fear of his approaching end, there hastened to him Eusebius, at that time grand chamberlain, Pentadius, the secretary, and Mallobaudes, tribune of the guard,<note type="footnote" resp="editor">See note 3, p. 56.</note> to compel him by order of the emperor to inform them, case by case, why he had ordered the execution of all those whom he had put to death at Antioch.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="22"><p>At this, o’erspread with the pallor of Adrastus,<note type="footnote" resp="editor">Proverbial; cf. Virgil, <title rend="italic">Aen.</title> vi. 480, <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">Adrasti pallentis</foreign> <foreign xml:lang="lat" rend="italic">imago.</foreign> Adrastus turned pale at the death of his sons-in-law Tydeus and Polynices (when the seven champions attacked Thebes), and never recovered his colour.</note> he was able to say only that he had slain most of them at the instigation of his wife Constantina,<note type="footnote" resp="editor">See note 1, p. 4.</note> assuredly not knowing that when the mother of Alexander the Great urged her son to put an innocent man to death and said again and again, in the hope of later gaining what she desired, that she had carried him for nine months in her womb, the king made this wise answer: <q>Ask some other reward, dear mother, for a man’s life is not to be weighed against any favour.</q></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="23"><p>On hearing this the emperor, smitten with <pb n="v1.p.103"/> implacable anger and resentment, rested all his hopes of securing his safety on destroying Gallus; and sending Serenianus, who, as I have before shown, had been charged with high treason and acquitted by some jugglery or other, and with him Pentadius the secretary and Apodemius of the secret service, he condemned him to capital punishment. Accordingly his hands were bound, after the fashion of some guilty robber, and he was beheaded. Then his face and head were mutilated, and the man who a little while before had been a terror to cities and provinces was left a disfigured corpse.</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="24"><p>But the justice of the heavenly power was everywhere watchful; for not only did his cruel deeds prove the ruin of Gallus, but not long afterwards a painful death overtook both of those whose false blandishments and perjuries led him, guilty though he was, into the snares of destruction. Of these Scudilo, because of an abscess of the liver,<note type="footnote" resp="editor">Augustus was cured of this disease by Antonius Musa (Suet., <title rend="italic">Aug.</title> 81, 1).</note> vomited up his lungs and so died; Barbatio, who for a long time had invented false accusations against Gallus, charged by the whispers of certain men of aiming higher than the mastership of the infantry, was found guilty and by an unwept end made atonement to the shades of the Caesar, whom he had treacherously done to death.</p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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