Identifier: plutarchslivesfo00westrich (find matches)
Title: Plutarch's lives for boys and girls : being selected lives freely retold
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Weston, W H Plutarch Rainey, W
Subjects: Biography -- To 500 Rome -- Biography Greece -- Biography
Publisher: New York : Stokes
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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faithful to hisinterests. Meanwhile Brutus, flying from the battlefield witha few of his officers and friends, passed a brook over-hung by cliffs and shaded by trees. There they restedin a hollow under a great rock, for darkness had fallen.Casting his eyes upwards to the heavens, bright mthmany stars, Brutus repeated the words of the Greekpoet, Forgive not, Jove, the cause of this distress.Then sadly he went over the names of those of hisfriends who had fallen in the battle, sighing deeply atthe mention of those whom he most loved. Meanwhile, one of his attendants being thirsty andseeing that his general was in like case, took his helmetand went down to the brook to get water. At thesame time a sound was heard on the opposite bank,and two of the little band went to find out the cause.On their return they asked for water. All has beendrunk, said Brutus, with a smile, but another helmet-ful shall be brought. The attendant, therefore, wasagain sent down to the brook, but in going he was
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BRUTUS AND iNIOXS AFI-EK IHE BATTLE OF PHILIPPI. BRUTUS 859 wounded by the enemy, and with difficulty made hisway back. It was therefore evident that parties of the enemywere very near the hiding-place. Nevertheless, Brutuswas not without hope that his affairs might yet berestored, for he thought that his losses in the battlehad not been very heavy. One of his followers, Statilius,therefore volunteered to try to make his way throughthe enemy, in order to find in what condition theircamp was. It was arranged that if he got there safely,he should hold up a lighted torch in the camp as asignal, and then return with his intelligence. Statilius arrived in safety at the camp, for thetorch was held up as had been arranged. But hiscompanions waited in vain for a long time for his return. If Statilius were alive, said Brutus at length, hewould be here by this time. In truth, as the messengerwas making his way back to his friends, he fell into thehands of the enemy and was slain. When the night

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