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PELOPIDAS
[45] THE great events of the life of Pelopidas fall within the earlier
half of the fourth century before Christ. The life, as told by
Plutarch, is a good example of our author's frequent neglect
of regular order in telling his stories, for he begins with
reflections upon the duty of a general to safeguard his own life;
reflections which naturally arise out of the death of Pelopidas,
and which most authors would therefore have placed at the
end of the story of his life.
In the youth of Pelopidas, Sparta exercised a selfish
ascendency over the whole of Greece. It was the life-work
of Pelopidas and of his friend Epaminondas to break
down that supremacy and to make their city of Thebes
for a time the greatest power in Greece. Unfortunately
the life which Plutarch wrote of the noble Epaminondas has
been lost.
The friendship of that great general and statesman with
Pelopidas forms one of the most beautiful stories in Greek
history. Their deeds made them the two most famous men in
Greece, but no shadow of distrust or unworthy rivalry ever
disturbed their friendship. Epaminondas was the greater general,
Pelopidas the more impetuous and daring officer. Plutarch
indeed, rightly enough no doubt, blames Pelopidas for the too
reckless exposure of himself by which he lost his life. But it
was this very quality of almost desperate courage, which
remained uncooled even when Pelopidas had become a famous
and experienced general, which alone made his early exploits
successful. Seldom or never in the history of the world has
a more apparently hopeless adventure than the retaking of
Thebes by the handful of exiles, and their defiance of the
[46] crushing power of Sparta, been undertaken and carried through
to a successful issue.
CATO the elder, when he heard a man praised for foolish
and reckless daring in war, justly observed that there
is a great difference between a reasonable valour and
a contempt for life. And, bearing upon this matter,
there is a story of a soldier who was astonishingly brave,
but unhealthy in appearance and of a bad habit of
body. The king, his commander, questioned him as to
the cause of his pallor, and the soldier confessed that he
was secretly suffering from a dire disease. Thereupon
the king commanded that his physicians should attend
to the soldier, and he was cured. It was then noticed
that he no longer courted danger, and did not risk his
life as before. The king questioned him to find out
why his character was thus changed. The soldier
answered: 'You, sire, are the cause why I am less bold,
for you have delivered me from the misery which
formerly made life of no account to me.' Arguing in
the same way, a certain lover of luxury and pleasure
said of the Spartans: 'No wonder they venture their
lives freely in battle, since death releases them from
the severe labours they undergo, and the wretched
food to which they limit themselves.' It was natural
that lovers of ease and pleasure should think thus of
the Spartans, but in truth that people thought neither
death nor life the happier state, for they accounted a
noble life or a glorious death equally fortunate.
A commander, above all other soldiers, should be
careful not to expose himself to needless hazards, since
upon his safety, if he be a man of experience and
valour, depends the safety of the whole army. Therefore
the general spoke wisely who, when another officer
[47] exhibited his wounds and his shield pierced with a
spear, said: 'I, for my part, was ashamed when at the
siege of Samos a javelin fell near me, inasmuch as it
showed that I had acted like a venturesome youth,
and not like the commander of a great array.' When,
however, the whole issue of the fight depends upon the
general's risking his life, then must he stand the com
bat and brave all dangers. But when the advantage
to be gained by his personal bravery is small and his
death likely to ruin everything, the general must not
be endangered by playing the part of the private
soldier.
Pelopidas sprang from a distinguished family in the
city of Thebes, and his friend Epaminondas was also
of noble descent. Early in life Pelopidas, who had
been brought up in affluence, succeeded to a great
estate. He showed, however, that he was a master
of his riches and not their slave. He freely gave to
such needy persons as deserved his bounty, and the
Thebans rejoiced in his liberality.
Epaminondas alone could not be induced to share
in his friend's bounty. He had been brought up in
poverty, and he made its burden light by a cheerful
spirit and the utmost simplicity of life. Indeed, as
regards his manner of living, Pelopidas shared the
poverty of his friend. He gloried in plainness of dress,
frugality in food, and tireless industry in labour. While
he occupied the highest posts, his life and conduct were
simple and open.
The little store which Pelopidas set upon money,
and the time he devoted to the affairs of the state,
impaired his great estate. His friends remonstrated
with him, and reminded him that money is a very
necessary thing. 'True,' replied Pelopidas, 'it is very
[48] necessary for that poor fellow there, who is both lame
and blind.'
Epaminondas and he were equally inclined to all
noble things, but Pelopidas delighted especially in
bodily exercises, Epaminondas in the cultivation of the
mind; so that the first found pleasure in wrestling and
hunting, the second in the sayings and writings of
philosophers. Many things reflected honour on both,
but nothing was more admirable than the close and
firm friendship which existed between them from first
to last, and in all the high offices which they held.
Often enough the welfare of the state is injured by
the envy and jealousy which great men bear towards
one another. Pelopidas and Epaminondas, however,
sought not how one might get the better of the other,
but how they might best help one another in the
service of the state.
Some are of opinion that the extraordinary
friendship between the two men had its origin in a campaign
in which they fought. They served together in a
Theban force which had been sent to help the Spartans,
with whom the Thebans were, as yet, in alliance. In
a battle which took place during this campaign, the
wing in which the Thebans were stationed gave way
and was broken. Thereupon Pelopidas and
Epaminondas locked their shields together and drove back
the enemies who attacked them. But, at last, Pelopidas,
bleeding from seven great wounds, sank exhausted
upon a heap of friends and enemies who lay dead
together. Epaminondas believed his friend to be dead,
but nevertheless stood forward to defend his body
and his arms, being determined to die himself rather
than allow the armour of Pelopidas to be taken as
spoil by the enemy. As he fought with many foes at
[49] once, he was in extreme danger, and was wounded in
the breast with a spear and in the arm with a sword.
But just when it seemed that he must be overpowered
by numbers, help came unexpectedly from the other
wing of the army, and both the friends were, at the last
moment, rescued from the enemy.
EPAMINONDAS DEFENDING PELOPIDAS
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After these events the Spartans for some time made
an outward show of treating the Thebans as friends and
allies. In reality, however, they were suspicious of
the spirit and the power of Thebes. Moreover, they
hated the party to which Pelopidas belonged, because
it favoured government by the people.
Now there were in Thebes certain rich men who
were also opposed to popular government, and sought
to get the rule of the city into their own hands. These
men proposed to a Spartan general, who came with
troops to Thebes as an ally, that he should seize the
citadel of the town and drive out the leaders of the
popular party. The Spartan listened to the proposal,
seized the citadel called Cadmea, and drove Pelopidas
and others into exile. Epaminondas, however, was
allowed to remain in the town, for he was looked upon
as a man who, from his poverty and quiet disposition,
was unlikely to give trouble.
All Greece was astonished at the action of Sparta
in regard to this treacherous seizure. The government,
indeed, degraded and fined the officer who had carried
it out, but kept the fruits of his treachery and
maintained a Spartan garrison in the citadel. Thebes was
now ruled, not according to its ancient form of government,
but by tyrants, from whom there seemed to be
little hope of deliverance, since they were supported by
the great power of Sparta. Nevertheless, those who
had seized upon the rule of Thebes, learning that the
[50] exiles had taken shelter in Athens, sent assassins thither
to murder them. One of the Theban patriots was slain
by these murderers, but the others fortunately escaped.
Letters were also sent to Athens from Sparta, demanding
that no shelter should be given to the exiled Thebans.
The Athenians, however, mindful of help they had
received from Thebes in their own struggles, would by
no means suffer any injury to be done to them.
In this state of affairs Pelopidas busied himself
continually in persuading his comrades to attempt
the desperate adventure of freeing their city from the
rule of the tyrants and their Spartan allies. 'It is
dishonourable,' argued he, 'that we, meanly contented
with our own safety, should live here, dependent upon
the Athenians, While our city is enslaved and garrisoned
by an enemy. We ought, in a cause so glorious as
ours, to be ready to face any danger.' At last he
succeeded in prevailing upon them to make the attempt, and
the exiles therefore sent secretly to such friends as were
left behind in Thebes to inform them of their resolution.
These men entered eagerly into the project. One of
them, named Charon, offered his house as a hiding-place
for the exiles when they should succeed in reentering
the city. Another, Philidas, contrived to get himself
made secretary to two of the tyrants. As for
Epaminondas, he had all along been seeking to stir
up the youth of the city against their masters. He
used to incite them to try their strength in wrestling
against the Spartans at the public games. When he
saw them elated by success he would say, 'You should
rather be ashamed at the meanness of spirit which
allows you to remain subject to your inferiors in
strength.'
A day was fixed for carrying out the plan. The
[51] exiles agreed that most of them should wait behind at
a certain place, While a few of the youngest should
first attempt to enter the city. Pelopidas was the first
to volunteer to be of this party, and he was joined by
eleven others. All were men of noble blood, all were
united in the closest friendship, and the only contest
among them was as to which should be first in the race
for honour and glory.
The twelve adventurers, having sent on a message
in advance to Charon, set out. They went without
armour, and in their hands they carried hunting-poles,
While their dogs ran beside them, so that they might
seem to be merely a hunting party beating about for
game.
Meanwhile, their messenger came to Charon, and he,
being a man of courage and resolution, made ready to
receive them. But another who was in the secret
was made dizzy, as it were, by the nearness of the
danger. He sent one of his friends to beg the exiles
to desist from the enterprise for a time, and to await
a more favourable opportunity. The friend went off
in haste, took his horse out of the stable, and called for
the bridle. His wife was unable to find it, and at last
said that she had lent it to a friend. Thereupon a
quarrel arose between husband and wife, and finally the
man went out of the house in a huff, and gave up
all thought of taking the message. Such was the
trivial matter by which the carrying of the message,
which might have stopped the glorious enterprise of
Pelopidas and his companions, was prevented.
Towards the close of the day the exiles, now disguised
as peasants, entered the city at different places.
Fortunately the cold weather was setting in at the time.
There happened to be a bitter wind and a fall of snow, so
[52] that few people were abroad in the city. Friends who
were in the secret awaited the exiles, and at once led
them to Charon's house, where the conspirators all
assembled to the number of forty-eight.
Meanwhile Philidas, the secretary, who was a party
to the plot, had invited two of the tyrants to his house
that very night, intending to ply them freely with wine.
But before they had drunk at all deeply, a confused
and uncertain rumour reached them that the exiles
had entered the city. Philidas endeavoured to put the
matter aside as of no importance. Nevertheless, an
officer was sent to Charon commanding him to attend
upon the tyrants immediately. By this time it had
become dark and Pelopidas and his friends were preparing
for action. They had put on their breast-plates
and girt on their swords, when there came a
sudden knocking at the door. One of those present
ran to the door, and learning the officer's business,
came back in great alarm with the news. All believed
that the plot was discovered, and that every man of
them was lost without having had the chance to strike
a blow. Nevertheless, they thought it well that
Charon should obey the order and go boldly to the
tyrants.
Charon was a man of great courage in dangers
which threatened only himself, but he was now greatly
concerned for the safety of his friends. Moreover, he
feared that if harm befell them some suspicion of
treachery would rest upon him. Therefore, when he
was ready to depart, he brought out his son, who was
but a child, but of a strength beyond his years, and placed
him in the hands of Pelopidas. 'If,' said he, 'you
find me a traitor, treat this child as an enemy and spare
not his life.' His friends, however, assured him that
[53] they were not so much disturbed by their present
danger as to be capable of suspecting or blaming him
in the least. They therefore besought him to take his
son away to some place of safety. But Charon refused
to do so. 'What life or what death,' said he, 'could I
wish for him more glorious than to fall in this enterprise
with his father and his friends?'
Having prayed to the gods and embraced his
associates, Charon set out, endeavouring to compose
his mind, and to keep his agitation from appearing on
his countenance or in his speech. When he reached
the door of the house the tyrants came forth and
questioned him. At first Charon was somewhat
confused, but he soon found that his questioners had no
certain information. He therefore advised them not
to be disturbed by idle rumours, but, said he,
'However, perhaps no matter of this kind ought to be
disregarded, and I will therefore go and make the closest
inquiry I can.' Philidas, who stood by, applauded this
as a prudent course. So Charon returned home, While
the tyrants resumed their carouse and the secretary
plied them freely with wine.
The first storm which threatened the exiles had
scarcely blown over before fortune raised a second.
There arrived a messenger, who had travelled in haste
from Athens, bearing a letter from the high priest at
that city to one of the tyrants. This letter, as it was
afterwards found, contained not mere idle rumours, but
an exact account of the whole affair. However, by
this time, the tyrant was almost intoxicated. Although
the messenger told him that the letter was to be read
at once, he put it on one side, saying with a smHe,
'Business to-morrow,' and resumed his talk with
Philidas. This saying, 'Business to-morrow,' passed
[54] into a proverb among the Greeks to signify the folly of
delay.
The friends of liberty now took the opportunity of
carrying out their project. They divided their little
party into two bands. One, in which was Charon,
went against the two tyrants who were revelling in the
house of Philidas. The other, in which was Pelopidas,
went against the two other tyrants, who happened to
dwell near one another.
Charon and his party disguised themselves by
putting women's clothes over their armour, and by
wearing thick wreaths of pine and poplar upon their
heads so as to throw their faces into shadow. Thus
attired, the pretended women came into the guest-
chamber. Having looked round to make sure of their
prey, they drew their swords and made at the two
tyrants across the table. Some of the guests
endeavoured to defend their masters, but all being confused
with wine, the tyrants and those who drew in their
defence were easily despatched.
The party of Pelopidas had a more difficult task,
for their first adversary was a sober and valiant man.
When the friends arrived at his house they found
the door fast, for he had gone to bed. For a long
time they knocked without awakening anybody. At
length a servant came down and removed the bar.
Immediately Pelopidas and his friends burst into the
house, threw the servant down, and rushed to the
bedchamber. The tyrant, guessing his danger, from
the noise and trampling, leapt from his bed and seized
his sword, but neglected to put out the lamps. Had
he done so, the friends might well have fallen foul of
one another in the darkness. The tyrant then, fully
exposed to view, took his stand in the doorway, and
[55] with one stroke slew the first man who attempted to
enter. He was next engaged by Pelopidas, and, in the
narrow way encumbered by the body of the fallen man,
the combat between the two was long and doubtful.
At length Pelopidas prevaHed and slew his adversary.
The little band then proceeded against the fourth
tyrant. He quickly perceived them and escaped into
a neighbour's house, whither, however, they followed
and slew him.
The two parties now united and sent a message to
bring up the exiles whom they had left behind. They
also proclaimed liberty to the Thebans, and armed
such as joined them with weapons from the shops of
the armourers and other places. Among those who
joined them was Epaminondas with a body of men
whom he had collected and armed.
The whole city was now in a state of alarm and
confusion. Lights shone in all the houses, and the
streets were full of men hurrying hither and thither.
The people, however, did not assemble, for they had
no certain knowledge of what had happened, and
waited impatiently for daylight to dawn. It seems,
therefore, that the Spartan officers made a great
mistake in not sallying out during the night from the
citadel, for they had a garrison of fifteen hundred men.
However, disturbed by the tumult and the lights and
the shouting, they contented themselves with holding
the citadel.
As soon as it was day, the exiles who had been sent
for marched into the city armed. The people, too,
assembled, and Pelopidas and his companions were
presented to them. Greatly excited, the whole assembly
acclaimed them as the benefactors and deliverers of
the city. Pelopidas, being chosen, together with two
[56] companions, governor of the state, immediately formed
the blockade of the citadel, being in haste to take it
before succour could come from Sparta. In this he
narrowly succeeded, for the garrison had but just
surrendered, and was marching away, when they met
a great army coming to their rescue. Of the three
Spartan officers who signed the capitulation, two were
executed and the third ruinously fined.
It is difficult to find an instance so remarkable as
the exploit of Pelopidas of the few overcoming the
many, the weak the strong. For the war, which
humbled the pride of the Spartans and deprived them
of their rule by sea and land, began that night when
Pelopidas, being but one of twelve men, entered Thebes
and burst asunder the chains of Sparta, until that time
deemed unbreakable.
The Spartans soon entered Boeotia, the state of
Thebes, with so powerful an army that the Athenians
were terrified and renounced their alliance with the
Thebans. Thus the latter, left alone to face the power
of Sparta, seemed to be in the most desperate straits.
Pelopidas, however, found means to embroil Athens
again with Sparta. He secretly sent a merchant to one
of the Spartan generals, whom he knew to be a brave
soldier but not a man of sound judgment. The
merchant suggested to him that it would be a splendid
enterprise, and on% very agreeable to the Spartan
government, if he made some sudden stroke against
Athens, such, for instance, as the seizure of the
Piraeus. The general suffered himself to be persuaded,
and invaded the territories of Athens. But, when be
had advanced some distance, the hearts of his soldiers
faHed them, and his army retreated. Angered at the
invasion, the Athenians readily joined the Thebans
[57] again, and fitted out a great fleet to act against the
Spartans.
Meanwhile, the Thebans by themselves frequently
fought the Spartans in Boeotia, not in set battles, but
in minor actions, in which they gained both experience
and courage in warfare. The prudent Theban generals
made choice of fit occasions to let loose their soldiers,
like so many young hounds in training, upon the
enemy, and when they had tasted of victory brought
them off again in safety. The credit for this policy
is mainly due to Pelopidas, who, from the time of being
first appointed general until the day of his death, was
constantly in employment either as governor of Boeotia,
or as captain of the Sacred Band, the flower of the
Theban army. In one of these lesser fights Pelopidas
with his own hand slew the Spartan general opposed to
him.
One battle fought at Tegyrae brought especial
honour to Pelopidas. He had long kept a strict watch
upon a certain town which favoured the enemy, and
which had admitted a Spartan garrison. Learning that
the garrison had gone away upon an expedition,
Pelopidas made a dash upon the place with a small
force consisting of the Sacred Band and a few horsemen.
When he came near the town, however, he found that
other Spartan troops were marching to take the place
of those who had left town. He therefore led his
troops back by way of Tegyrae, keeping along the sides
of the mountains, because all the low-lying land was
covered by flood-water from the river which flowed
through the valley. In this place they suddenly
perceived the Spartan troops returning from their
expedition. One of his men thereupon ran and told
elopidas, saying, 'We are fallen into the enemy's
[58] hands.' 'Why not rather,' said the general, 'they into ours?'
He then ordered his cavalry to the front and drew
up the Sacred Band, who numbered but three hundred
men, in close order, trusting that they would force a
way through the enemy, who were greatly superior in
numbers. The shock of battle began in that part of
the field where the commanders fought in person.
The two Spartan leaders were among the first to fall,
and their army was so broken that the Thebans might,
had they so chosen, have passed through their
disordered ranks. Pelopidas, however, turned to attack
those who still stood firm, and made such havoc among
them that they fled in great disorder. The Thebans,
having erected a trophy and gathered the spoils of the
slain, returned home not a little elated with their victory.
The success was the more notable, since it seems that
in all their former wars, either with Greeks or foreigners,
the Spartans had never been defeated in a pitched
battle by an army smaller than their own, nor indeed
by one equal in numbers. This battle, therefore, first
taught the Greeks that there was no special virtue in
the Spartan soil, and that, wherever the youth fear
disgrace more than danger and scorn everything base,
there will be found men terrible to their enemies. From
the time of this battle Pelopidas would never split
up the Sacred Band, but kept them in one body, and
frequently charged at their head in battle.
But the time came when the Spartans, having made
peace with the other Greeks, continued the war against
the Thebans alone, and invaded their land with an
army of ten thousand foot and a thousand horse. The
Thebans were now threatened not merely with the
ordinary dangers of war, but with utter destruction.
[59] At this time, on an occasion when Pelopidas was leaving
home to join the army, his wife with tears in her eyes
besought him to take care of himself. 'My dear,'
replied the Theban, 'it is rather the duty of a man in
my position to take care of others.' When he came to
the army, he found the generals differing in opinion.
He at once advocated the advice of Epaminondas that
battle should be given to the enemy. He was not
at the time one of the generals-in-chief, but only
captain of the Sacred Band. Nevertheless, his opinion
had great weight, and the resolution was taken to risk
a battle.
The two armies came in sight of one another at
Leuctra. Epaminondas, who was in chief command,
drew up the foot-soldiers of his left living in an oblique
formation, so that the right wing of the Spartans in
order to meet him might be obliged to divide from the
other Greeks, their allies. The Theban general intended
after this manoeuvre to fall upon the Spartans with his
whole forces and to crush them. The enemy, however,
perceived his intention, and began to change his order
of battle and to extend the right wing, with the object
of surrounding Epaminondas. But While the
movement was yet incomplete and the Spartans consequently
in some disorder, Pelopidas dashed upon them with the
Sacred Band, While at the same time Epaminondas,
neglecting other opponents, furiously attacked their
right wing. Th ough the Spar tans were masters of the
art of war and most excellent in discipline, the
incredible speed and fury of the attack broke their resolution,
and they suffered such a defeat and slaughter as
had never been known before. Since the attack of
Pelopidas had so much to do with the issue of the
battle, he gained as much honour by the day's success,
[60] though only captain of his three hundred, as did his
friend Epaminondas, who was governor of Boeotia
and commander of the whole army.
Soon after the two friends were appointed joint-
governors, and together led an army into the Peloponnesus.
They caused several cities to revolt from the
Spartans, and brought a number of states into alliance
with Thebes. By this time it was mid-winter, and but a
few days of office remained to them, for, by the law of
their state, the office of governor had, on penalty of
death, to be surrendered at the close of the year to those
who had been appointed for the next year. This law
Epaminondas and Pelopidas disregarded, in order to
carry their successes further. With an army of seventy
thousand Greeks, of whom not one—twelfth were
Thebans, they laid waste the Spartan territories.
Upon their return they were tried for the breach of
the law, but were acquitted, in spite of some ignoble
men who looked with envy upon the honour and glory
which their great deeds had won.
Some time after, there came messengers from the
people of Thessaly imploring the Thebans to furnish
them with a general and some troops to aid them
against a certain tyrant named Alexander, who had
attacked some of their cities and who sought to bring
the whole country into subjection. Epaminondas was
at the time in the Peloponnesus. Pelopidas therefore
offered himself for this new service, for he well knew
that, where Epaminondas commanded, there was no
need for another general. He therefore marched into
Thessaly and forced the tyrant to make submission.
Having settled affairs there he marched into Macedonia
to compose disturbances which had broken out in that
kingdom.
[61] Some time after, there came further complaints
from the people of Thessaly, to the effect that the
tyrant Alexander was against disturbing the peace.
Pelopidas and a companion were therefore chosen to
attend upon the Thessalians, but, having no expectation
of war, they took no troops with them. At the same
time fresh disturbances broke out in Macedonia, where
the king was slain and his throne usurped by the
murderer. The friends of the dead king besought aid from
Pelopidas, who, having no troops of his own, marched
against the usurper with an army of hired soldiers.
These, however, were bribed by the usurper and went
over to his side. Nevertheless, though Pelopidas was
thus left without support, such was the terror of his
very name and reputation that the usurper came
to him as to a superior. He promised to hold the
kingdom for the brothers of the dead king, and to
regard the friends and enemies of Thebes as his own.
These terms Pelopidas was induced to accept. He was,
however, deeply incensed at the treachery of the hired
troops, and resolved to avenge it by the capture of the
town in which they had lodged most of their goods,
together with their wives and children. Having
collected some Thessalian troops, he therefore marched
against the town, but no sooner had he arrived before
it than the tyrant Alexander also appeared with an
army. Pelopidas supposed that he had come thither
to explain his conduct, and, suspecting no treachery, went
to meet him with but one companion. But the tyrant,
seeing them thus alone and unarmed, at once seized
them and bore them off prisoners to his stronghold.
When the Thebans heard of this outrage they were
filled with indignation, and at once gave orders to their
army to march into Thessaly. Meanwhile the tyrant,
[62] imagining that the spirit of Pelopidas was broken by
misfortune, at first allowed his captive to speak with
those who came to see him. The Theban, seeing
the people crushed with misery under the rule of
Alexander, sought to comfort them by assuring them
that vengeance would soon fall upon their oppressor.
Moreover, he sent a message to Alexander telling him
that he acted foolishly in torturing and slaying his
innocent subjects While he spared him, Pelopidas, who
was determined to punish him as soon as he was free.
The tyrant, surprised at the boldness of the message,
sent to ask, 'Why is Pelopidas in such a hurry to die?'
To this question the prisoner replied, 'In order that
thou, being more hated by the gods than ever, mayest
the sooner be brought to a shameful end.'
From that time forth Alexander allowed none but
his gaolers to visit the captive. The wife of the
tyrant, however, was the daughter of an old friend of
Pelopidas. The keepers told her of the noble and
courageous bearing of the prisoner, and she felt a strong
desire to see him and to speak with him. She came
therefore to the prison, and, seeing by the disorder
and meanness of his dress and the wretchedness of
his provisions that he was treated in a manner unworthy
of his rank and character, she could not forbear from
weeping. At this Pelopidas was at first much surprised,
but, learning who his visitor was, he addressed her by
the name of her father, whom he had known well. In
the course of their conversation she happened to say,
'I pity your wife, Pelopidas.' Thereupon the prisoner
answered, 'For my part I pity you, for you are free, and
nevertheless endure to live with such a man as this
Alexander.' This remark affected her much, for the
cruelty and pride of the tyrant were hateful to her.
[63] The generals who were at first sent to Thessaly by
the Thebans were unable, either through lack of ability
or through ill-fortune, to accomplish anything. They
therefore returned in disgrace, and the command was
given to Epaminondas.
The fame of the new general raised the spirits of
the people of Thessaly. In many places insurrections
broke out among the tyrant's subjects, and his affairs
seemed desperate. Epaminondas, however, made the
safety of his friend his first consideration. He knew
full well the savage disposition of the tyrant and his
numerous acts of cruelty; how, for example, he buried
some persons alive, how others were dressed in the
skins of bears or wild boars and then baited with dogs
or hunted with darts, and how he had treacherously
put to the sword the peoples of two towns in alliance
with him. Epaminondas therefore did not drive
matters to an extremity, lest the tyrant, being
rendered desperate, should kill his prisoner. The
Theban general contrived, however, to keep Alexander
in suspense, and succeeded in terrifying him so much
that he sent to make submission, and delivered up
Pelopidas and his companion.
Soon after his release the Thebans learnt that the
Spartans and Athenians had sent ambassadors to the
king of Persia, in order to gain his aid. The Thebans
therefore, on their part, despatched Pelopidas to the
court of the king. From this embassy he received
great honour, for the fame of his deeds had spread
throughout Asia, and he was greeted with admiration as
the conqueror of Sparta. The Persian king himself loaded
him with honours, and fully granted his demands for the
freedom and independence of Greece. The honour
which Pelopidas thus gained was increased by the fact
[64] that, whereas other Greeks accepted costly gifts from
the Persian king, the Theban ambassador declined to
enrich himself thus, and would accept only some small
tokens of the king's regard.
While Pelopidas was absent upon this embassy,
the tyrant Alexander returned to his evil ways. When,
therefore, his oppressed people learnt that Pelopidas
had returned out of Asia, they again sent to Thebes,
begging that he should be allowed to lead an army
to their relief. The request was readily granted, and
an army was soon got ready. But when the forces were
on the point of marching, there happened an eclipse
of the sun, and darkness fell upon the city in the day-
time. Thereupon terror came upon all, for the people
looked upon the eclipse as a sign from heaven fore
telling some great disaster. On this account Pelopidas
did not think it right to compel the army to move,
since the soldiers shared in the general terror at the
eclipse. He himself, however, with only three hundred
volunteers, set out for Thessaly. He was moved to
this partly by resentment against the tyrant, but
especially by the honour of the thing. For he esteemed
it greatly to the glory of Thebes that her people should
take the field in defence of liberty and in aid of the
oppressed at the very time when Sparta and Athens
were in alliance with tyrants.
Having arrived in Thessaly, Pelopidas assembled
his forces and marched against Alexander. The tyrant
was emboldened by the knowledge that but few Thebans
accompanied their general, and that he himself had
twice as many Thessalian infantry as marched in the
army of Pelopidas. He therefore advanced boldly
against the deliverer, who, being informed of the
approach of an army so much larger than his own,
[65] remarked, 'So much the better, for now we shall beat
so many the more.'
The armies came in sight of one another in a place
where two steep hills rise up out of a plain. Both
sides pressed forward to get possession of these hills.
Meanwhile Pelopidas, who had a numerous and
excellent body of horse, fell upon the enemy's cavalry
and routed them. But, While he was pursuing them
over the plain, Alexander gained the hills in advance
of his antagonists.
The Thessalian foot vainly attempted to force
these strong heights. The foremost were slain and
many were wounded, so that the attack accomplished
nothing. Seeing this, Pelopidas recalled his cavalry
from the pursuit, and ordered them to fall upon such
of the enemy as still stood their ground upon the plain.
Then, seizing his buckler, he himself ran to join those
who were engaged upon the hills. He forced his way
to the front, and his presence so inspired his men that
their valour seemed redoubled. The enemy stood
two or three charges, but finding the attack still hotly
pressed, and seeing the cavalry returning from the
pursuit, they began to give ground. They retreated,
however, slowly, step by step. Pelopidas then, from
a height, surveyed the whole field of battle, wherein
the enemy, though broken and disordered, did not
yet take to flight. As he looked, he saw upon the
right the tyrant Alexander rallying and encouraging his
troops. Thereupon Pelopidas lost control of himself.
Forgetting that it was his duty as general to have a
proper regard for his own safety, he rushed forward
a great way in advance of his own troops. Loudly he
called upon the tyrant and challenged him to combat.
But Alexander dared not to meet him. The craven slunk
[66] back and hid himself in the midst of his guards. The
foremost ranks with whom Pelopidas came into hand-to-
hand fight were broken by him, and a number of them
were slain. But others, fighting at a distance, hurled
their javelins at him and pierced his armour. Meanwhile
his Thessalians, sorely anxious for his safety,
rushed down the hill to his assistance, but when they
came to the place, they found him lying dead upon the
ground. Both horse and foot, filled with fury, then
dashed against the enemy's main body, completely
routed it, and slew above three thousand. For a
long way they pursued the flying enemy, so that the
fields were covered with the carcases of the slain.
Those Thebans who were present at the battle were
deeply afflicted at the death of Pelopidas, whom they
called their father, their saviour, their instructor in all
great and honourable things. Nor were the Thessalians
and allies behind them in testifying their regard for him
by the deepest sorrow. It is said that those who were
in the action neither took off their armour, nor unbridled
their horses, nor bound up their wounds after they had
heard the news. Notwithstanding their heat and
weariness, they made their way to the body of the hero
and pHed around it the spoils taken from the enemy.
Then in token of mourning they cut off their hair and
the manes of their horses. Many, when they had with-
drawn to their tents, neither kindled a fire nor partook
of food. The silence of sorrow hung over their camp as
if, instead of being gloriously victorious, they had been
defeated and enslaved.
When the news of the death of Pelopidas was carried
to the towns of Thessaly, the rulers, the priests, and
the people came forth to meet the body with trophies
and crowns and golden armour. Further, they
be- [67] sought the Thebans that they might have the honour
of burying the dead hero. Surely no funeral was ever
more magnificent, at least in the judgment of those
who do not place magnificence in mere display. For
the body of Pelopidas, who was but one of the subjects
of a republic and who died in a strange land far from
kindred and friends, was attended and conducted to the
grave and crowned by many cities and tribes. Indeed,
in his life and death Pelopidas was most fortunate,
for his life was occupied by many great enterprises,
all of which were successful, and he died in a great
exploit from which resulted the freedom of Thessaly
and the destruction of the tyrant.
For when the Thebans heard of his death they were
filled with a burning desire for revenge. They therefore
sent forth a great army into Thessaly and broke down
the power of the tyrant Alexander. Him, too, the
gods punished soon after for his treatment of Pelopidas.
It was, as has been said, by that hero that the tyrant's
wife was first taught to scorn the pomp and splendour of
the palace and not to dread the guards by whom it was
surrounded. Hating and fearing her husband's cruelty,
she plotted with her three brothers to slay him. Their
plan was carried out after this manner.
The whole palace, except the tyrant's bedchamber,
was ull of guards who kept watch throughout the
night. The bedchamber was an upper room, and the
door of the apartment was guarded by a fierce dog
who was chained there, and who would fly at
everybody except his master and mistress and a slave who
fed him. When the time fixed for the attempt had
come, the tyrant's wife concealed her three brothers
before nightfall in a room hard by. Then at night
she entered the bedchamber as usual and found the
[68] tyrant already asleep. Coming out again, she ordered
the slave to take away the dog, saying that her husband
wished to sleep undisturbed. She then covered the
stairs with wool, so that her brothers might approach
in silence. They crept stealthily up, but when they
had reached the door of the bedchamber they were
seized with terror, although their sister brought them
the tyrant's sword which hung at the head of his bed,
as a proof that he was fast asleep. Thereupon she
reproached them with cowardice, and swore that she
would awaken Alexander and tell him all. Shame and
fear together now steadied the minds of her brothers,
and While she held the light they stationed themselves
around the bed. One seized the tyrant's feet, another
his head, While the third stabbed him to the heart with
a dagger. Such a death was perhaps too merciful for
so abominable a monster. But seeing that he was
murdered by his own wife, and that his body was cast
forth to be spurned and trodden under foot by the
populace, it will appear that the mai.ner of his death
was not altogether out of proportion to his deserts.
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