Aunt Charlotte's Stories of Greek HistoryYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Aunt Charlotte's Stories of Greek History
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Greece -- History -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature
Now that the victory was gained, the Greeks wanted to go home, and keep
all the empire subject to them; but this was not Alexander’s plan. He
meant to spread Greek wisdom and training over all the world, and to rule
Persians as well as Greeks for their own good. So, though he let the
Greek allies go home with pay, rewards, and honours, he kept his
Macedonians, and called himself by the Persian title, Shah in Shah, King
of Kings, crowned himself with the Persian crown, and wore royal robes on
state occasions. The Macedonians could not bear the sight, especially
the nobles, who had lived on almost equal terms with him. There were
murmurs, and Parmenio was accused of being engaged in a plot, and put to
death. It was the first sad stain on Alexander’s life, and he fell into
a fierce and angry mood, being fretted, as it seems, by the murmurs of
the Macedonians, and harassed by the difficulties of the wild mountainous
country on the borders of Persia, where he had to hunt down the last
Persians who held out against him. At a town called Cyropolis, a stone
thrown from the walls struck him on the back of the neck, and for some
days after he could not see clearly, so that some harm had probably been
done to his brain. A few days later he was foolish enough to indulge in
a wine-drinking banquet, at which some flatterers began to praise him in
such an absurd manner that Clitus, the son of his good foster-mother
Lanika, broke out in anger at his sitting still to listen to them.
“Listen to truth,” he said, “or else ask no freemen to join you, but
surround yourself with slaves.”
Alexander, beside himself with rage, leaped up, feeling for his dagger to
kill Clitus, but it was not in his belt, and they were both dragged
backwards and held by their friends, until Alexander broke loose,
snatched a pike from a soldier, and laid Clitus dead at his feet; but the
moment he saw what he had done, he was hardly withheld from turning the
point against himself, and then he shut himself up in his chamber and
wept bitterly, without coming out or tasting food for three days. He
caused Clitus to be buried with all honours, and offered great sacrifices
to Bacchus, thinking that it was the god’s hatred that made him thus pass
into frenzy when he had been drinking wine.
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