to check the pursuit. Pompeius was playing a
waiting game, ready to join the strongest, or crush
both parties, as he saw his chance. And now within
the city starvation set in, and a pestilence spread.
Marius had blocked up the Tiber, and occupied the
outlying towns on which the communications of the
capital depended. Nor could the Senate trust its
own troops. [Sidenote: Death of Pompeius.] Pompeius
was killed by a thunder-bolt—not less suspicious
than that which slew Romulus—and his body
had been torn from the bier, and dragged through the
streets by the people. [Sidenote: Disaffection
in the Senate’s troops.] The soldiers of Octavius
cheered Cinna when he marshalled his troops opposite
them near the Alban Mount. Moreover the leaders
themselves were at variance. Octavius, seeing
the humour of his men, was afraid to fight, but would
concede nothing. Metellus wished for a compromise.
Both armies were now outside the city, the pestilence
probably having driven the Marians to withdraw.
But Marius had command of the Via Appia, the Tiber,
and most of the neighbourhood; and the famine became
sorer in Rome. [Sidenote: Incompetence of Octavius
and Metellus.] The soldiers wished Metellus to take
the command from Octavius, and, on his refusal, deserted
in crowds to the enemy. So also did the slaves,
to whom Octavius would not promise freedom, as Cinna
gladly did. [Sidenote: The Senate submits to
Cinna.] At last the Senate sent to make terms with
Cinna; but while they were stickling about acknowledging
his title of consul, he advanced to the gates.
Then they surrendered at discretion, only begging
him to swear to shed no blood. Cinna, refusing
to be bound by this condition, promised that he would
not voluntarily do so. For he saw by his side
the grim figure of the man to whom he had given pro-consular
powers, who had already taunted him with weakness
for conferring with the Senate at all, and in whose
sullen, unshorn face he read a craving for vengeance
which nothing but blood would satisfy.
[Sidenote: A massacre at Rome.] When Cinna entered
the city, Marius, with savage irony, said that an
outlaw had no business within the walls, and he would
not come in till the sentence had been formally rescinded
by a meeting of the people in the Forum. But the
gates, when once he had passed them, were closed,
and for five days and five nights Rome became a shambles.
Appian says that Marius and Cinna had both sworn to
spare the life of Octavius. But Marius was never
a liar, and the story is false on the face of it;
for just before this Appian relates how, when Cinna
had promised to be merciful, Marius would make no
sign. [Sidenote: Death of Octavius.] Octavius
is said to have seated himself in his official chair,
dressed in his official robes, on the Janiculum, and
to have awaited the assassins there. His head
was fastened up in front of the Rostra in emulation
of the ghastly precedent set by Sulla. He was
an obstinate, dull man; and if this burlesque of the