But of that weapon I shall speak more fully when I come to compare the arms of the ancients with those of modern use; only, by the way, the astonishment of the ear abated, which every one grows familiar with in a short time, I look upon it as a weapon of very little execution, and hope we shall one day lay it aside.  That missile weapon which the Italians formerly made use of both with fire and by sling was much more terrible:  they called a certain kind of javelin, armed at the point with an iron three feet long, that it might pierce through and through an armed man, Phalarica, which they sometimes in the field darted by hand, sometimes from several sorts of engines for the defence of beleaguered places; the shaft being rolled round with flax, wax, rosin, oil, and other combustible matter, took fire in its flight, and lighting upon the body of a man or his target, took away all the use of arms and limbs.  And yet, coming to close fight, I should think they would also damage the assailant, and that the camp being as it were planted with these flaming truncheons, would produce a common inconvenience to the whole crowd: 

          “Magnum stridens contorta Phalarica venit,
          Fulminis acta modo.”

     ["The Phalarica, launched like lightning, flies through
     the air with a loud rushing sound.”—­AEneid, ix. 705.]

They had, moreover, other devices which custom made them perfect in (which seem incredible to us who have not seen them), by which they supplied the effects of our powder and shot.  They darted their spears with so great force, as ofttimes to transfix two targets and two armed men at once, and pin them together.  Neither was the effect of their slings less certain of execution or of shorter carriage: 

["Culling round stones from the beach for their slings; and with these practising over the waves, so as from a great distance to throw within a very small circuit, they became able not only to wound an enemy in the head, but hit any other part at pleasure.”  —­Livy, xxxviii. 29.]

Their pieces of battery had not only the execution but the thunder of our cannon also: 

          “Ad ictus moenium cum terribili sonitu editos,
          pavor et trepidatio cepit.”

     ["At the battery of the walls, performed with a terrible noise,
     the defenders began to fear and tremble.”—­Idem, ibid., 5.]

The Gauls, our kinsmen in Asia, abominated these treacherous missile arms, it being their use to fight, with greater bravery, hand to hand: 

["They are not so much concerned about large gashes-the bigger and deeper the wound, the more glorious do they esteem the combat but when they find themselves tormented by some arrow-head or bullet lodged within, but presenting little outward show of wound, transported with shame and anger to perish by so imperceptible a destroyer, they fall to the ground.”—–­Livy,