there was scarcely any trace of hostility or even contact
between them and the Romans. But at the beginning
of the third century before our era, the coalition
of the Samnites and Etruscans against Rome was near
its climax; they eagerly pressed the Gauls to join,
and the latter assented easily. Then commenced
the second period of struggles between the two peoples.
Rome had taken breath, and had grown much more rapidly
than her rivals. Instead of shutting herself
up, as heretofore, within her walls, she forthwith
raised three armies, took the offensive against the
coalitionists, and carried the war into their territory.
The Etruscans rushed to the defence of their hearths.
The two consuls, Fabius and Decius, immediately attacked
the Samnites and Gauls at the foot of the Apennines,
close to Sentinum (now Sentina). The battle was
just beginning, when a hind, pursued by a wolf from
the mountains, passed in flight between the two armies,
and threw herself upon the side of the Gauls, who
slew her; the wolf turned towards the Romans, who let
him go. “Comrades,” cried a soldier,
“flight and death are on the side where you
see stretched on the ground the hind of Diana; the
wolf belongs to Mars; he is unwounded, and reminds
us of our father and founder; we shall conquer even
as he.” Nevertheless the battle went badly
for the Romans; several legions were in flight, and
Decius strove vainly to rally them. The memory
of his father came across his mind. There was
a belief amongst the Romans that if in the midst of
an unsuccessful engagement the general devoted himself
to the infernal gods, “panic and flight”
passed forthwith to the enemies’ ranks.
“Why daily?” said Decius to the grand
pontiff, whom he had ordered to follow him and keep
at his side in the flight; “’tis given
to our race to die to avert public disasters.”
He halted, placed a javelin beneath his feet, and
covering his head with a fold of his robe, and supporting
his chin on his right hand, repeated after the pontiff
this sacred form of words:—
“Janus, Jupiter, our father Mars, Quirinus,
Bellona, Lares, . . . ye gods in whose power are
we, we and our enemies, gods Manes, ye I adore; ye
I pray, ye I adjure to give strength and victory to
the Roman people, the children of Quirinus, and to
send confusion, panic, and death amongst the enemies
of the Roman people, the children of Quirinus.
And, in these words for the republic of the children
of Quirinus, for the army, for the legions, and for
the allies of the Roman people, I devote to the gods
Manes and to the grave the legions and the allies of
the enemy and myself.”
Then remounting, Decius charged into the middle of
the Gauls, where he soon fell pierced with wounds;
but the Romans recovered courage and gained the day;
for heroism and piety have power over the hearts of
men, so that at the moment of admiration they become
capable of imitation.