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MISS AP. " We are made a apectacle to the world, to angels, and to men."-! Coa. l9. 9, CORRECTED AND ENLARGED BY THE AUTHOR. HUNTER, ROSE AND CO. 1874. \ ^ 7 ii c. a ^'. i i Entered aocordiiur to the Act of the Par- liament of Canada, in the year one thousand eight hunt'red and seventy-four, by HUNTER, Rose A Co., in the Office of the Minister of Agriculture. HUNTBR, RO?B AND CO., rniNTBRS, MTSaEOTTFEBS AKD BIXOERS /],. * J' *. PREFACE. I HE present work, imperfect as it is, has the recom- mendation of being the only one on the subject ever published in the English language. With a slight modification, this assertion may be extended to every other European tongue. Some works have been printed in Itiily on the Coliseum, but they treat it as a pagan monument, or as a work of art. I have not found any one give more than a couple of pages to its Christian records. Marangoni's *' Memorie Sacre e Profane dell Anfiteatro Flavin" which is by far the best published, and from which I have largely drawn in the following pages, does not give more than some of the names of the Martyrs of the Coliseum, with references to their Acts. All admit that the Coliseum was sanctified by the blood of thousands of martyrs: they mention a few of the most important, and then pass on as if the world no longer took an interest in the most sacred and solemn reminiscences of the Christian past. Cardinal Wiseman, in his preface to Fabiola, wrote thus : " If the modern Christian wishes really to know what his forefathers underwent for the Faith during three centuries of persecution, we would not have him content himself with visiting the Catacombs, as we have endeavoured to do, and thus learn what sort of life they were compelled to live; but we would advise him to * I IT PREFACE, read those imperishable records, the Acts of the Martyr Sy which will show him how they were made to die. We know of DO writings so moving, so tender, so consoling, and so ministering of strength to faith and hope, after God's inspired words, as these venerable monuments. And if our reader, so advised, have not leisure to read much upon this subject, we would limit him willingly to even one specimen — the genuine Actc of SS. Perpetua and Felicitas. It is true that they will be best read by the scholar in their plain African Latiuity, but we trust that some one will soon give us a worthy English version of these, and some other similar early Christian docu- ments When our minds are sad, or the petty persecution of our times inclines our feeble hearts to murmur, we cannot do better than turn to those golden, because truthful legends, to nerve our courage by the contemplation of what children and women, catechumens and slaves, suflfered unmurmuring for Christ." I need scarcely say how I have taken up, according to my ability, this suggestion of the most eminent of modern writers. I have long loved to prize the deep mine of spiritual riches contained in the Acts of tfu Martyrs. But these valuable records of the past are not in the hands of all. The outlay required to purchase the fifty large folio tomes of the BoUandists, and the erudi- tion necessary to understand the old Latin and Greek in which they are written, place them above the reach of the great majority of readers. Any translation, therefore, of these memorials of the early Church must be interest- ing and useful. The virtue, the power, and the extra- ordinary lives of the first Christians, are in wonderful contrast with those of the Christians of the present day. PREFACE. Yet Cliristianity is now as brilliant and powerful as when it was triumphant in tli^ Coliseum. It is the same faith that animates the virtue of the righteous ; it is the same Holy Spirit that guides and preserves the imperish- able Church built upon the rock. In the following translations I have not always con- fined myself to the literal rendering of the original. I have, on the contrary, endeavoured to avoid the monotony and dryness of verbatim translations. I have taken the ideas given in the Acts, and moulded them into English form, often casting flowers around them, when none such were given in the original. This is particularly the case of the romantic history of Placidus. Where I have met with extraordinary passages in the most authentic Acts, I have quoted the text in the notes, and given the necessary references. Suddenly called away to the scene of my early labours, T have submitted to the judgment of my superiors in giving the manuscript to the printers in its imperfect state; and without further thought for its success or failure, I commit the little volume to the indulgence of my readers. If perchance the beautiful and interesting matter I have hastily thrown together should induce some experienced and skilful writer to take up and treat, in a masterly and historical manner, this important part of the early history of Christianity, I shall feel repaid for my humble efforts ; if, moreover, these touching tales of love, these marvels and miracles flowing from the mercy of God, and found in every page of these records, excite in the Christian reader even one sentiment of piety and charity, I shall feel that ray labour has not been spent in vain. »l l\ THE POPP'Q T r^^ ^*' S LETTER. Bev. Domine, officios, litteri.. vol Zn inr-.r""'' ■=•"» ""• ^"omaSlX" w;;:7j- ^^^^^ Sua, fui, tnnnm vi,um est. Nam 1 ' ""?•"'"* t«Mporum opp„r t'tot' ejus loci triumDlirr ''"*'" '"'"'ewnt sane -«. deletis ndrtr '".■ ''''^'^^•"» -- »onun,entis, queis ornablr J " '^''e'"'' »'■"." 77e tua open,, qu« '^^Xt ° T""'^ "««'«« 'onemtuendamspe„tat et af„ '^"^ '"«■ ^^era. g'onosor„« certaLnul :i ^^^ ""r"™ ^°^-om. Tu». "H">»iilin.usaddietissin,„sfa™n,,„ "•JOANNES SIMEOjVi, " •^'^^' A^orsTiNo O'Reilly. " " *««totW.» (Translation) "Rev. Sir, " Our most Holy Father has desired me to signify to you that he has been pleased to receive, with the an- nexed letters of homage, the volume published by you, entitled the * Martyrs of the Coliseum.' ** Your work is the more acceptable to his Holiness, as in these days of bitterness and impiety it is the more needed, for whilst the enemies of religion and imitators of pagan outrage have cast deep profanation on the sanctity of that place consecrated with the blood of so many martyrs, removing the very emblems of religious worship by which it was adorned, and even depriving the faithful of the privilege of praying within its hal- lowed precincts, your work, truly, cannot lack a special utility since it seeks to preserve the due veneration of that holy place, and to cherish the pious memory of the glorious conquests there gained by the Martyrs of Christ. Wherefore His Holiness has been graciously pleased to impart to you the Apostolic Benediction, which we pray God may propitiously extend to you. "Rome, *' Given at the College of the Propaganda, " March 4th, 1874... " Your most humble and devoted servant, " JOANNES SIMEONI, " Secretary. *^ Rev. Augustine O'Reilly." i^EOOMMENDATlOX Of «'S efiACt' THE ARCHBISHOP OF TORONTO. " We recommend to the fiiif kA i ^ hy the Bev. A. J. 0'i{eill„ C ! ^^''^''''^•' *""«n diocese. ^' ^""- "^P'. « priest of our " Nothing conduces wore t„ .... feith than the reconis 7Z t ""'"PP""'"""" of our ""ion with those nZll Vr"7'''- ^*' *ho are in ^houH at least in thanSw ^ ."^trdT -f •*''"' ^'""'' boon, labour to extend .k '^'' "' '"«»«™«Me Hu-ew.,,,„„-;^';^-n^»phsino._ Be^iiJirs: LtrtdTr ^" -■- '«"•%• ''ill produce, we are"2er . , ?'' ''^'"'^ '' ^as and ceeds of its Lh are to h« T"^ '° *"'"' ^^e pro- the Faith. *" '"' "Pf'-'d to the Propagation of "St. Michael's Palaob, "April 27th, 1874." t "JOHN JOSEPH, " ^'■e/'Hs/iop 0/ Toronto. PREFACE TO THE SIXTH EDITION. jN the Ut of February, 1874, 1 was one amongst many, who, through devotion and curiosity, visited the old and venerable ruin of the Coli- seum. It was reported the Italian Government had lent itself to an unmeaning desecration of its arena, so dear in the hallowed memories of the past ; the report was true ; but though frequently forced in those days of sad- ness and usurpation to gaze on the traces of persecution and sacrilege, few of those sad scenes caused more in- dignation than the one before us. In the centre of the arena a crowd were watching, in silence, some labourers removing the last remnants of the graceful pyramidical steps that supported the indul- genced cross, that, for more than one hundred years had adorned the arena. It was said the cross itself, which we had so often reverently kissed, and had now disap- peared, was taken down in the night. Around, some men were destroying the little chapels of the Stations of the Cross, with a diligence and an earnestness not usually seen in Italian workmen : three of the stations had already disappeared ; the strokes of the sledge and the axe mingling with fallen masses of masonry were the only sounds that echoed through the vast ruin. Regret and suppressed indignation were strongly expressed on the countenances of fte silflni ^ i courageous souls we^ SlT",/ f'"' Pious and stations that remained CnL!^ ** '"^^ *'■»«' ^e trons weep as they beheld 2 T"" ^"«"' «»• apart from the rest weretme pi ^^°^ demolition, condemning in edited "S r''"'^"" '""'^''^ forcibly reminded of the ZTT^v' J '"*'"' *at so the reason for all this nr!.f • ** ^"onoclasts. And ^'- ^^^^ -«tr:;:"f ^"^^vent' ?«#a» Aimcfer „/ the ruin ^"^ *''* '*e Tnily the Coliseum wa« passed in fifteen ceaturir th^u^T""""' **' have martyrs, and the dread sacrifi.V'.^'^ °^ thousands of '^thin its precincte, havTrfnd f"' ^"^ ''^«'f' -«-^^ ««»'■ rf one martyr onlv.,?'' " " ^''"'««'' "onu- «s blood, we wouldtvie : ;r '''' "^ '"" '^^"' ■ft was the fea«?<- nf q* t . ^"- was devoured in the arenHv , r*'™'* °^ ^ntiooh us over the valley of thTpast^*\''°'''- *''"'«y earned pagan c«,wd callfng for thfa 'n^« ''^^''■•'l the shout of the We saw the beaut1&T£,ra ';:'**'».° "' Christianity, amidst the wild animal tt\'^'^« ^'^' » ^e^'aph Marinus, and the inv24 El. 1""" ^^'^^'''' *« boy der, and Vitus; aU t^e Ce ^ ^ P°«">s, Ale:.an « this arena.- truly he rli"!'' T *'»<'" <'™''n east a halo of reveren«»I ''*'^' °^ ^eir combat the^Christians' triumTh *"'' "''' '""^ "attle-field ^ of events dear to th^ Stp?-- -<"ed in memory ^ ^^®- ^^^e year 1750 was PREFACE TO THE SIXTH EDITION. XI -the blood of the martyrs ! With feelings of awe, veneration and delight, we knelt at the foot of the cross — that cross which was the standard of Christianity, and which now flings its triumphant shadow over the silent arena in which all the power of man had endeavoured to destroy it. While wrapt in thought, we heard sounds of admi- ration expressed in several languages from groups of tourists who stood gazing at the mighty ruin. Thousands pour annually into the Eternal City, and justly hasten to the Coliseum as one of the most interesting of the many sights of Rome. Here the trader from beyond the Rocky Mountains stands beside the gold-digger from Australia, 4 THB MARTTR8 OF THE COLISEUM. and, M was our case, the missioner on sick-leave from the Cape of Good Hope could shake hands with an old school companion from the British Isles. From morn- ing till night the wandering stranger is seen in the arena of the mighty ruin, and long too after nightfall, when silence and darkness have lent additional romance to its magnificence. When the pale light of the moon swells its sombre arches into marvellous immensity, the sentimen- tal tourist stands in the bleak solitude of the gigantic fabric, and feeds his vivid fancy with shadowy pictures of castles and towers, and other amphitheatres that spring from the broken arches and crumbling walls. The Coliseum, once seen, is never forgotten, whether viewed under the full blaze of the scorching Italian sun, or under the magic influence of the pale light of the moon. Our first hour in the Coliseum was one of regret. The present contributed more than the past to cast a gloom over our thoughts. The terrible scenes that passed in that arena, the wholesale slaughter of innocent victims, the inhuman shout that consigned the brave gladiator to his doom, the horrors of its bloodshed, made it well called by Tertullian a place without mercy;* yet the curse of paganism, that brooded over this temple of the furies, steeled the hearts of the spectators, and brought on demoniac infatuation and blindness. This picture was painful, but another thought gave us sor- row. Thou&ands that pour into the 'Coliseum are strangers to the sacred reminiscences that hang around its hallowed ruins. That spirit of infidelity which now- a-days robs literature of every sentiment of religion, will not permit history to give the most sacred and solemn part of its records. Irreligious guide books are in the * De Spectaculls, cap. xix. INTBODUCTION, • hands of every traveller, books that devote whole pages to the description of the infamous and bloody practices of paganism, but dare not give one paragraph, or even make an allusion, to the suflferings of the martyrs. A description is given of the]>agan monument, but no men- tion is made of its connection with the first ages of the Church. The educated Christian sees more in the Coliseum than imperishable walls, or sublime designs of architecture, shadowed forth in the gigantic remnants of the mouldering ruin : he sees before him a monument of that alone which was great and noble in the past — the triumph of his faith. He remembers that every niche of that arena has been dyed with the blood of martyrs. He feels that their triumph is his own. After the lapse of seventeen hundred years he is united with them in the unbroken chain of communion, and at the same moment that he is startled with the majesty and magnificence of the ruin, he kneels to kiss the rude cross that is raised within its precincts to commemorate the greatest battle- field of the followers of the Crucified. It was this thought which suggested this little work. The Coliseum is the largest and most remarkable of the ruins of Ancient Rome; it is more remarkable on account of the martyrs who suffered in it, and the miracles it witnessed. These are but little known. We have employed our leisure hours in putting together a few of the most authentic records. We present them in their rough and unadorned simplicity to the Christian who loves to honour the heroes of the early Church, to the student who loves to pore over the records of the martyrology, and to the tourist who visits the Eternal City, and asks in vain from his guide or from his friends, " Who were the martyrs of the Coliseum ? " IT i -^ I CHAPTER 11. THE ORIGIN AND EARLY HISTORY OF THE COLISEUM. I HE memory of the Emperor Augustus was dear to the Roman people. By his great skill and talent, he not only won for himself the sceptre of supreme power, but raised up the Empire itself amongst the nations of the world, and commenced what is generally known as its golden age. His natural virtue^ stood in agreeable con- trast with the debaucheries and vices of his immediate successors. To him is due the honour of having first designed the erection of the amphitheatre. Having embellished the city with baths and temples of surpass- ing magnificence, he conceived the idea of erecting an immense amphitheatre for the gladiatorial spectacles, which should exceed in dimensions and splendour every other building in the world. Death cut him off before he could carry out his great project. Years rolled on, and seven Emperors, who had neither energy nor talent to carry out the immense design, sat on the throne of Augustus. Yet it was not forgotten, and the cry of the people for the commencement of the amphitheatre was heard by Vespasian ; and to this enterprising Emperor E COLISEUM. EARLY HISTORY OF THE COLISEUM. 7 is due the erection of this greatest work of antiquity, and now grandest ruin in the world.* Vespasian was proud and ambitious; he sought to rival the fame of Augustus, and in the second year after his elevation to the throne, 15e commenced tlie Coliseum : this was in the year of our Lord 72. He died before it was completed ; and although there were more than thirty thousand persons constantly employed, it took eight years in its erection, and was dedicated by Titus in A.D. 80. The work was not perfectly finished until the reign of Domitian. This stupendous building was erected on the site of a fish-pond in the gardens of Nero. Standing in the midst of the seven hills, and in the very heart of the ancient city, it not only surpassed in immensity and magnifi- cence the two other marble amphitheatres which Eome possessed, but even out?lione the glittering splendours of the golden house of Nero. Both Vespasian and Titus availed themselves of the experience of their travels in the East, for they cast into the designs of the amphi- theatre all the boldness and majesty of the Syrian and Egyptian architecture, with the embellishment and refine- ment of Grecian art. Its immensity, even in its ruins, is surprising, whilst its arches rise in magical proportions over each other, in the Ionic, Doric, and Corinthian orders. Size, beauty and strength have been combined to render it the largest, the most beautiful, and the most durable of ancient monuments. Raised in the air as high as the Palatine and Celian hills, a mountain without and a valley within, it unquestionably siirpassed anything • "Fecit amphitheatrum urbi media uti destinasse compererat Augustus."— iSitet. in Vespas. ix. 8 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. 'Ji I 1 that Greece, or Egypt, or Rome had seen before. Martial, the poet, who saw it spring from its foundation, declares* that Rome had no longer anything to envy in the East, since her superb amphitheatre was more wonderful than the pyramids of Memphis or the works of Babylon. Yet the most approved critics define the Coliseum as an oriental edifice dressed in a Grecian costume. The greatest works of man have generally their origin in destruction. In the history of the world there has scarcely ever been a great building or a nation that did not rise on the ruins of another. The workmen of the Coliseum were the captive Jews that adorned the triumph of Titus ; the material was partly taken from the fallen house of Nero. Christians may look on it as a mighty monument, raised to commemorate the fulfilment of prophecy. The plough has passed over the city and temple of Jerusalem, its proud people have been humbled to the dust and scattered to the four winds of heaven. Seventy thousand of this conquered race were brought to Rome by Titus. Having adorned his triumph, they were divided into three classes ; the women and children up to sixteen years of age were sold as slaves for the most miserable prices. Our Blessed Lord was sold for thirty pieces of silver ; after the triumph of Titus, you could get thirty Jews for one piece of silver. Some of the mea * " barbara pyramidum sileat niiracula Memphis : Asfliduus jacet nee Babylona labor. Aere nee vacuo pendentia Mausolea Jjaudibus immodicis Cares in astra ferant ; Omnis Csesareo cedat labor arophitheatro, Unum prsB cunctis fama loquatur opus." — Martial Spec. \. i. EARLY HISTORY OF THE COLISEUM. » were sent to Egypt to work in the marble quarries, but by far the largest number were retained for the works of the Coliseum. The number is variously estimated from thirty thousand to fifty thousand. Thus the walls of that mighty emblem of everything gloomy and horrible were cemented with the tears of a fallen people. The upper structures of the Coliseum were raised by material taken from the fallen house of the Caesars on the Palatine. When Vespasian and Titus gave orders for the destruction of the greater part of the house of Nero, they performed an act most pleasing to the Roman people. It was a monument of hateful splendour that rose on the ruins of their burned city ; its riches and its grandeur could but remind them of tyranny and oppression. No sooner was the order given than the populace joined in the work of devastation. Immense boulders of gilded travertine, columns, and capitals, and marble cornices of the most elaborate carving, bonds of iron and gold, and imperishable masses of brickwork, were rudely and in- discriminately hurried away to ornament or fill up the great work of the Coliseum. The mighty amphitheatre itself will become a ruin, and, after the lapse of centuries, will be stricken by the hand of time, and will, in its own turn, lend the mate- terial of its fallen arches to build the mediaeval and modern palaces of the Eternal City. The immense qua- drilateral palace of the Venetian embassy, the Farnese, the Barberini, and others of lesser note, sprung from the ruins of the Coliseum. Thus it is in the history of man ; the greatest monuments of modern splendour have risen, phoenix-like, from the ruins of the mighty structures that our ancestors vainly imagined imperishable. 10 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. n We must now take a view of the amphitheatre in its perfect state. Scattered fragments of description have been collected from ancient historians, and the picture is nearly complete. Fancy can fill up many details from the ruins as they now stand. It has a beautiful elliptic figure, 564 feet in length and 467 in breadth. It was raised on eighty immense arches, and rose in four successive orders of architecture to the height of 140 feet. The whole building covered a space equal to six English acres. The outside was incrusted with marble and decorated with statues. The slopes of the vast concave which formed the inside were filled and surrounded with sixty or eighty rows of seats of marble, covered with cushions, and capable of receiving with ease a hundred thousand spectators.* Sixty-four vomitories (for by that name the doors were very aptly distinguish- ed) poured forth the immense multitudes ; the entrances, the passages, and staircases were contrived with such ex- quisite skill, that each person, whether of the senatorian, equestrian, or plebian order, arrived at his destined place without trouble or confusion. The lowest row of seats next to the arena, now com- pletely covered by earth and debris, assigned to the senators and foreign ambassadors, was called the 'podmm. There also on an elevated platform was the Emperor's throne, shaded by a canopy like a pavilion. The place for the manager or editor of the games, as he was called, and the vestal virgins, was beside the Emperor's seat. * Cardinal Wiseman, in a note in Fabiola, says, it could hold at least a hundred and fifty thousand spectators ; but none pf the Italian antiquarians have mentioned more than a hundred thou- sand. EARLY HISTORY OF THE COLISEUM. 11 The podia tn was secured with a breastwork or parapet of gold or gilt bronze against the irruption of the wild beasts. As a further defence, the arena was surrounded with an iron railing and a canal. The equites, or second order of nobles, sat in fourteen rows behind the senators, The rest of the people sat behind on seats called |)opwfe?'ta rising tier above tier to a gallery with a colonnade in front, running all round the amphitheatre immediately under the awning, and generally occupied by females, soldiers, and attendants. Nothing was omitted that could in any way be subser- vient to the convenience and pleasure of the spectators. The immense canopy or awning which at times was stretched over the entire expanse from the outer wall, as a protection from the sun or rain, was one of the wonders of the Coliseum. It requires a stretch of imagination to believe it. When we stand, even now, in the midst of the ruins, and see the vast expanse of the heavens above us, the mind is lost ii doubt and conjecture about the possibiHty of such a marvellous fact. Yet all the his- torians who have written of the Coliseum mention it as if there was nothing extraordinary about it. Lampridius mentions that the men who were to work this awning were dressed as sailors, and numbered several hun- dreds.* At a signal given, when there was fear of rain, or the sun was too hot, there would be a simultaneous movement amongst the attendants — the cords would creak, and the mighty sails would roll gradually to the centre, each sail meeting in perfect harmony, and form- ing together an immense sheet that completely covered * " A militibus classiariis qui vela ducebant in amphitheatro, " &c. —Lamprid. in Commodo. { ■! 12 THB MAHT7R8 OF THE COLISEUM. the interior. Stranger still the fact that this awning, in the time of Titus, was purple silk, fringed with gold.* The air was continually refreshed by the playing foun- tains, and an infinity of small tubes dispersed a shower of the most delicious perfumes which descended on the spectators like aromatic dews. The arena, in the centre of which stood the statue of Jupiter, formed the stage, and derived its name from being usually strewed with the finest white sand. Underneath, they had mechanism of the most extraordinary and complicated character, so that the arena could, during the games, assume different forms in quick succession. At one time it would seem to rise out of the earth like the Garden of the Hesperides, and was afterwards broken into the rocks and caverns of Thrace. Subterranean pipes conveyed an inexhaustible supply of water, and what just before appeared a level plain, might suddenly be converted into a wide lake covered with armed vessels to delight the people with nautical entertainments. * " Sous TituB un tissu de soio et d'or avec des broderies 8*^tend aur le nouvel amphitheatre." — Oerbet, Eaquiase de Borne Chr^tienntf u. 346b . CHAPTER in. THE ENTERTAINMENTS AND SPECTACLES OF THE COLISEUM. I HE games and amusements which delighted the people of Rome present a spectacle of horror that sends a thrill to the very heart. No entertainment was popular unless accompanied by bloodshed and the loss of life ; no mock tragedies would be cheered in this temple of the furies. The amusements of the Coliseum form the darkest page in the records of the past. During the greater celebrations there was scarcely a day passed in which some hundreds of mangled carcases of men and beasts were not dragged from the arena to the spoliarium or dead-house. The games commenced about ten, and often lasted till dark ; during all these hours, victim was falling upon victim ; the spectators, more and more intoxicated with each new draught of blood, drunk in by their glistening eyes, yelled for fresh victims and more blood. On more than one occasion it happened that every animal in the vivarium was slain in one day. Eutropius, speaking of Titus, says — " And when he had built the amphitheatre at Rome, he inaugurated the games, and caused five thousand beasts to be slain." (Eutropius, book ix. ch. x.) Gladiators, slaves, and Christians were the principal victims of the games. f\ THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Yet there were bright spots in this picture of carnage — there were moments when the universal applause of the populace rung through every portion of the building in approbation of scenes of beauty, innocence, and mechan- ism that can scarcely be rivalled in modern art. Their great games, which often lasted for entire weeks, were a strange mixture of the comic and the tragic, the jovial and the horrible. A favourite amusement was to witness the acting of trained animals in the circus. The writers of those times tell us of an elephant that was a rope- walker,"* of a bear which sat in a chair, dressed as a matron, which was carried around the arena by atten- dants.f Then we have an account of the king of the forest, with gilt claws, and mane bespangled with gold and precious stones, which, as a strange contrast to suc- cessive scenes, was made to represent the virtue of clemency, being trained to play with a hare. He would take the frightened little animal in his mouth, put it on his back, and lavish on it a thousand caresses.]; Then we read of twelve tame elephants, six male and six female, dressed in the togas of men and women, who * <* Elephas erectus ad summum theatri fomicem, unde decurrit in fune sessorem gerens." — Dio. in Neron. Also Suetonius in Galba, cap. vi,, says — "Galba elephantos funambulos dedit." •I* " Vidi ursum mansuetum quae cultu matronali sella vehebatur.** —Apul. Aain. lib. xii. X " Leonum Quos velox leporum timor fatigat. Dimittunt, repetunt, amantque captos ; Et securior est in ore praeda Laxos cui dare, perviosque rictus Gaudent et timid og timere dentes, Mollem frangere di m pudet rapinam.'' — Martial, lib. i. Epigram, qv. 14. A' ENTERTAINMENTS OF THE COLISEUM. 15 e decurrit in would sit at table, and eat delicate viands and drink wine from golden cups, and would use with the greatest delicacy and care that extraordinary trunk, with which they can lift a pin from the ground, or tear the forest oak from its roots.* Others were trained to the Pyrrhic dance, and would spread flowers on the arena. They had a peculiar strong drink to which the elephants were partial ; it inebriated them, and caused them to go through antics and manoeuvres that produced incessant roars of laughter from the spectators. We learn from Martial and others that there was another species of amusement of a grander and more exciting character, but intermingled and tainted with that spirit of cruelty which characterised most of the games, of the amphitheatre. As already mentioned, the underground passages served as keeps and caves for the beasts, or might become immense aqueducts to flood the arena, which became a lake for naval entertainments. Ships with armed men were floated, and fought des- perately with each other, as if an empire depended on the issue of the battle. On one occasion a large ship was introduced to this artificial lake, full of men and animals, and at a given signal it opened its sides and fell to pieces, casting its living freight into the waters. Then came all the horrors of a shipwreck : the screams from the animals and the piteous cries of the drowning slaves, sounded like music to the Eoman ear. By a combination of mechanical skill the fable of Orpheus was almost realised. The soil of the arena was made to open suddenly in a hundred places, and trees would spring up clothed in the deepest green foliage, and See Billing de Venation. (Jirc. cap. xx. 10 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I.' bearing golden apples in imitation of the fabulous trees of the Garden of the Hesperidos. Wild animals were let loose into this enchanting forest ; the trees would move to the sound of a flute ; and that nothing might be wanting to the reality of the representation, the unfortu- nate slave who had the honour of representing the Orpheus of the spectacle was torn to pieces by a bear.* A failure in any of the mechanism of these shows was considered a slight to the Emperor, and the director was punished with public death. Were it not for this inhuman and barbarous custom, which cramped with fear the greatest genius of the Empire, the Colistum would have witnessed many great triumphs of mechanical art. Amongst the spectacles founded on pagan mythology, Martial makes mention in his Epigrams of a parricide who was crucified in the Coliseum ; ^Iso of a horrible scene of Deedalus raised in the air with false wings, and then permitted to fall into the arena, where he was devoured by wild animals. On another occasion a slave was obliged to re present Mutius Sceevola, and to put his hand into a fire until completely burned. The wretch who had to suffer this awful cruelty had another alter- native, for his garments were covered with pitch and tar; and if he wavered or flinched for a moment, he was burned alive. But by far the most comn^on amusement of the Coli- seum were the combats with the beasts and the gladiators. The wild animals were made to fight with each other, then with men; and lastly, man with his fellow-man. When wild animals were put into the arena to fight with each other, everything that could rouse or excite them * Martial, Spect. xxi. I. ENTEllTAINMENTS OF THE COLISEUM. 17 was studied with the most cruel skill. The colours they hated most were scattered in profusion around them ; they were beaten with whips, and their sides were torn with iron hooks ; hot plates of iron were fastened to them, and even balls of fire were placed on their backs. Thus the enraged animals would run round the arena ; the earth would tremble under the thunder of their agoniz- ing roars, and the inflated chest would seem to burst under the fire of passion that drove them mad. Their eyes sparkled with rage, and tearing up the sand with their claws, they enveloped themselves in a cloud of dust. In their fury they tore each other to pieces. If, as sometimes happened, an infuriated lioness or tigress should kill the men and animals presented to her, frantic shouts of applause rose from every side of the amphitheatre, and whilst, mistress of the battlefield, she walked over the bodies of her victims, the people called aloud for her liberty, to have her sent back again to her native deserts. The combats between men and beasts were still more popular. The Emperors themselves used to take part in them, and even women had the hardihood to enter the arena, and combat with the most ferocious animals. There were two classes of people destined for this spe- cies of sport — one was armed — they carried weapons according to their choice ; the others were poor slaves, captives, or criminals, who were exposed defenceless to the beasts. To this class the Christians belonged. They were distinguished from the gladiators by the oppro- brious sobriquet of Bestiaries. The combat of gladiators is supposed to have been of Etruscan origin It formed part of the funeral obsequies II THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I m of great men, according to the pagan belief that the shades or mams of the dead were appeased by the shedding of blood. This strange funeral rite was firnt introduced into Rome at the obsequies of Junius Brutus in the year 490 of the city, and about 260 years before the Christian era. It seems to have been so pleasing to the cruel tastes of the Roman people, as to have soon become a common pastime. Tlie gladiatorial fights were, strictly speaking, the games of the Coliseum, and to these it owes its existence. Such was the rage of the people for these sights, that it is believed that a hundred thou- sand gladiators fell within its walls. During twelve days Trajan made as many as ten thousand gladiators fight successively ; almost all the succeeding Emperors foU lowed his example. Ihe men who fought as gladiators were generally captives taken in war or slaves. At a later period, it became a kind of profession, and freemen and noblemen, maddened by enthusiasm, are said to have entered the lists to fight in deadly combat with the poor captive from Thrace or Gaul. Even women appeared in the arena as Amazons, and fought frantically and bravely amid the unceasing acclamations of the people. We are told by Herodian and Lampridins that the Emperor Commodus, not content with \^ ..lessing the fights of the gladiators, entered the arena himself, almost naked, and armed with a short sword, and would challenge them to combat. Those who contended with him were enjoined not to inflict any wound ; but the moment they received a slight wound they fell on their knees before him and, declaring themselves defeated, sued for mercy, leaving thus defeated a thousand gladiators, he ordered the head to be taken from the collossal statue of the sun, BNTERTAINMBNTS OF THE COLISEUM. 19 and bis own image placed in its stead ; on the base of the monument he put this inscription, " Mille Gladiato- rum victor "* — " The conqueror of a thousand gladiators." After the procession of the gods (with which the games of the amphitheatre, as well as those of the circus, were commenced), the gladiators who were doomed to fight were also led around the arena in procession ; t then they were matched in pairs, and their swords examined by the manager. As a prelude to the battle, and to create the proper pitch of excitement, they fought first with wooden swords ; then, upon a signal being given by sound of trumpet, these were laid aside and deadly weapons were substituted. The interest of the assembled thousands was soon carried to the highest pitch of excitement ; from time to time they burst into deafening shouts of applause, or a dread silence reigned throughout the vast amphitheatre, a suspense which only ended in the death of one of the combatants. When a gladiator received a wound, his adversary would cry out, " He has got it" — (Hoc habet/) Sometimes the wounded wretch would endeavour to conceal his wound, or pretend it was of no account, and perhaps would fall to the ground in making his last and desperate rush on his adversary. But his fate depended on the pleasure of the people ; if they wished him to be saved, they pressed down their thumbs, and, if to be slain, they turned them up. The latter was more generally the awful verdict of the unfbel- ing mob ; the cry of " recipe ferrum " would fall with terrible vehemence on the dying man's ears. This simply * Marangoni, p. 38. t " Jam ostentata per arenam periturorum corpora mortis suae pompam auxerant. "—Quinv^- 40 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. »■ ■; '^.ii r:: f. ledgment of their pride. Near our Blessed Lord there stood a beautiful child — a bright-eyed little boy of four or five yeais of age, with golden hair falling in ringlets on his shoulders. He was the type of everything innocent and beautiful. Jesus called the child towards Him, and having impressed a kiss on his little forehead, He placed him before His disciples, and in the sweet tones of His heavenly voice said to them : "Amen I say to you, unless you be converted, and become as little children, you shall not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever cherefore shall humble himself as this little child, he is the greater hi the kingdom of heaven" (Matt, xviii. 3). That child w.is Ignatius ! * That infant that was em- braced by Jesus Christ, and proposed in its innocence as a model of everything that was truly great, was in after years the great Bishop of Antioch, who was devoured by the wild beasts in the Coliseum. Wo know nothing of the early life of St. Ignatius. He appears on the page of history as the Bishop of Antioch. St. Peter had first established his see in this city, which was at that time one of the largest in the Roman Em- pire, and here ruled the infant Church of Christ for six years. In the year 44 he came to Rome. In the very heart and centre of Paganism he erected the indest:^ucti- ble throne of the Papacy, which is to last until the end of time. St. Evodius succeeded him in the see of Antioch, and after him came Ignatius. Our Saint was a disciple * This circumstance, although mentioned by 8ome ancient writers, has no historical confirmation beyond a constant and pious ^tradition. We do not give it as a certainty, but have introduced it as an inter- esting introduction to the Acts of this great martyr, which fure un- doubtedly genuine, 8T. IGNATIUS. 41 of the glorious Apostle himself and of St. John. He had learned from these able masters the sublime science of the love of God, which made him one of the pillars and ornaments of the early Church. After the Apostles them- selves, he was one of the most remarkable men in the Church ; his contemporary and the fathers who lived in the three succeeding centuries mention his name with the greatest reverence. St. Polycarp and St. Chrysostora have made him the subject of their most eloquent pane- gyrics. After a life of more than fifty years in the epis- copate of Antioch, the Almighty was pleased to call him to his crown, by a death that should be a glory and a model to the Church. The history of his labours and his vir- tues is not written, but all the particulars of his death were recorded by eye-witnesSes, and distributed thiough the various churches ; hence his Acts are the most lu- thentic in the history of the past. The original docu- ment, written in Greek, is still preserved, and was pub- lished by Ruinart in Paris in 1690. The scene of his martyrdom opens, according to the best authority, in the year of our Lord 107. Trajan held the sceptre of the Caesars and St. Evari^tus sat in the chair of Peter. The storm that attacked the Church during the reign of Domitian was subsiding. Historians tell us that Trajan did not naturally love bloodshed, and had a nobler sentiment of humanity than any Emperor who had preceded him, but he was a coward and a slave to public opinion. He stifled his own feelings to pander to the brutal tastes of the mob ; to gain popularity, and under pretence of devotion to the gods of the Empire, he continued from time to time the horrible scenes of per- secution against the unoffending Christians. St. Ignatius was one of his victims, 42 THE MAHTYRa OF THE COLISEUM In the eighth year of his reign Trajan had gained a glorious victory over Decebalus, the king of t^e Daciane, and annexed all his territory to the Roman Empire. The following year he set out on an expedition against the Parthians and Armenians, the allies of the conquered Dacians. Having arrived at Antioch, he threatened with the severest penalties all who would not sacrifice to the gods. The labours and preaching of the venerable bishop oi this city were so crowned with success, that the Church was flourishing, and was no longer a despicable community of a few individuals. The pagans saw the Christianb i^^crease around them with an evil eye, and availed themsclveo of the presence of the Emperor to call for their exte'^mination. " The magnanimous champion of Jesus Ohrist," says the Acts of the Saint, ** fearful lest his Church should become a ticeue of hor- rible slaughter, voluntarily gave himself into their hands, that they might satiate their fury on b%, but save his flock." He was immediately brought before the Emperor and accused of being the head and promoter of Christianity in the city. Trajan, assuming a haughty and contem- ptuous tone, addressed the aged bishop, who stood fear- lessly before him, in these words : " Who are you, impious and evil spirit, that dare not only to transgress our orders, but exert yourself to bring others with you to a miserable end 1 " The Saint meekly replied, *'' Impious and wicked spirits belong to Hell, they have nothing to do with tk^ Chris- tians ; you cannot call me impious and wicked whilst I carry the true God in my heart; the demons tremble at the very presence of the oervants of the God whom ST. IGNATIUS. ins tremble we adore. I possess Jesus Christ, who is the univer- sal and celestial Lord, and King of all things, by His grace I can trample on all the power of the infernal spirits." ^* And who is he," asked Trajan, ** who possesses and carries his God in his heart 1 " "Every one who believes in Jesus Christ and serves him faithfully," replied the Saint. " Do you not believe then that we also carry our im- mortal gods within us 1 Do you not see how they favour us with their aid, and what great and glorious victories we have gained over our enemies ' " " You are deceived," replied Ignatius, majestically, " in calling those things that you adore gods ; they are ac- cursed spirits, they are the demons of Hell ; the true God is only one, and it wQpS He that created, the heavens, the earthy and the sea, and everything that exists , and one only is Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son of the most High, and Him I humbly pray to bring me one day to the possession of His everlasting kingdom." " Who is this Jesus Christ thou hast named 1 Is it He who was put to death by Pontius Pilate ?" It is of Him I speak," replied Ignatius ; '' He who was nailed to the cross, who destroyed my sin and the inventor of sin, and by His death places under the feet of those who devoutly carry Him in their hearts all the power and malice of the demon." " Do you then carry within you this crucified Jesus V* asked the Emperor, with a sarcastic smile. ** It is so," answered Ignatius ; " for He tells us in His holy Scripture, '/ will dwell in thm, and vtalk among them.' " (2 Cor. vi. 16.) 44 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. \ ^ I % \ For a moment Trajan was silent, conflicting thoughts passing through his mind. He was urged by curiosity to hear more of the religion of the Christians, and, struck by the venerable appearance of the servant of Christ, he could have almost sent him back to his people with a slight reprimand ; but the demon of pride and infidelity spranj? up in his heart, and reminded him that any parti- ality towards the hated sect would be a sign of weakness, a loss of popularity, and a want of piety to the gods. Further hesitation would betray the false zeal of his hypocritical heart, and standing on his throne be pro- nounced this sentence against the holy bishop : — " We command that Ignatius, who says he carries with him the crucified Jesus, be brought in chains to the great city of Rome, and amidst the games of the amphitheatre, as a pleasing spectacle to the Koman people, be made the food of wild beasts." When Ignatius heard this sentence he threw himself on his knees, and, stretching his arms towards heaven, cried out in an ecstacy of joy : ** Lord, I thank Thee that Thou hast deigned to honour me with the most pre- cious sign of Thy charity, and hast permitted that I should be chained for Thy love as was the Apostle Paul." He remained in the same position, his arms lifted up, his eyes fixed on heaven ; he seemed to catch a glimpse of those ineffable joys he so ardently desired, and which he was soon to enjoy. He was startled from his reverie by the rough grasp of one of the soldiers, who seized his feeble hands, and placed them in the manacles of a crimi- nal ; his crime was, " he carried within him Jesus cruci- fied." He made no resistance ; but full of joy, and pray- ing for his poor flock, he moved away with his guards to BT, IGNATIUS, one of the cells of the public prisons, to wait Ins depar- ture for Rome. A crowd of people had gathered around the court-yard of the governor's palace, in which the Emperor resided ; when they saw the venerable bishop chained and condemned to death, a murmur of pity broke from every lip ; amongst them there was many a wet eye and a suppressed sob ; they were Christians who saw their beloved bishop and father rudely dragged away to an ignominious death. St. John Chrysostom considers with much eloquence and piety why Ignatius was taken to Kume for his execu- tion. The martyrs were generally ordered from the tri- bunal to the scaffold, and even more frequently became the victims of the impotent rage of the defeated tyrants, and were tortured and put to death in the very court of justice itself. But Trajan was not of a brutal disposi- tion, and would have suspended the persecution against the Christians, were it not that he feared the indignation of the people. When he ordered the aged bishop to be taken to Rome and exposed to vhe berists before toiis of thousands of spectators, it was tii^it the whole Empire might praise his zeal in the service of the gods, and that the people might be deterred from embracing Christianity by witnessing the terrible fate of its leaders. But divine Providence, which can draw good from the evil actions of men, destined this journey for the edification of the Church and for the salvation of innumerable souls. The constancy, the piety and eloquence of the martyr on his way to death, scattered far and wide the sublime truths of the divine law ; he poured out from his own heart the fire of charity which burned within it ; the Christians were animated to new fervour wherever he went, and «i '•< 'I ■i- 46 T^^ MARTYRS OF THE COLISBVM, many infidels recognised in the venerable prelate a reflec- tion of the divinity of the gospel he preached, and, abjur- ing the false gods of paganism, became children of the Church. During his Journey to Home, his happiness and peace of mind were beyond description. Every day his desire for martyrdom increased. He was taken from Antioch to Seleucia, and t!: tc embarked for Smyrna. They landed safely after a long and painful voyage, and St. Ignatius endeavoured immediately on landing to have an interview with the holy Bishop St. Polycarp, who was his fellow disciple under the great Apostle St. John. By the exer- tions of the Christians who accompanied him, who pro- bably bribed his guards, this piivilege was given him, and he spent some days with St. Polycarp. The student of ecclesiastical history will find, perhaps, at first sight, some difiiculty in bringing into the same page the remarkable names of John, Ignatius and Poly- carp. St. John was the beloved disciple who leaned on the bosom of our Blessed Lord ; St. Ignatius was mar- tjrred in 107, and St. Polycarp is generally supposed to have suffered martyrdom towards the end of the year 169. St. Ignatius was bishop before St. Polycarp was born, yet they were both disciples of St. John. These facts are easily reconciled. St. John lived to the age of one hundred and one years. He consecrated Polycarp Bishop of Smyrna about the year 90 of our Lord, before he had the mysterious visions of the Apocalypse in the Isle of Patmos. He dwelt for some years in Asia Minor, and must have been frequently in the city of Antioch whilst Ignatius was its bishop. Moreover, in the first century, those who could consult with the Aposties by 8T. ION ATI Ua, 47 letters, or by interview, on doubta that would arise oon- uected with the discipline or teaching of the Church, were called disciples of the Apostles. In either of those cases, then, Ignatius and Polycarp were fellow-disciples of St. John. From the abode of St. Polycarp, St. Ignatius wrote some beautiful and sublime letters, begging the Chris- tians in the different churches, especially at Rome, not to prevent his martyrdom. Not that the Christians were accustomed to rescue the martyrs from the hands of the tyrants by physical force, but Ignatius well knew they had weapons more powerful than armies set in battle array ; it was the invisible, the irresistible, the all-power- ful weapon of prayer. By this the rage of the tyrants was bafSed, and death itself defied ; and Ignatius besought them with all the fervour of his heart to let him have his crown, and pass away now in his old age from a weary life of trial to the ineffable bliss of the celestial kingdom. The Christians consented, and the martyr won his crown. ''I have at length gained from Almighty God," he writes in his letter to the Bomans, " that which I have 80 long desired, to come and see you who are the true servants of God ; and more than this I hope to gain from His mercy. I come to you chained for the love of Jesus Christ, and so chained, I hope to arrive soon in your city to receive your embraces and my long-sighed- for end. Things have commenced auspiciously, and I sincerely pray to the Lord to remove every impediment or delay to the glorious end He seems to have destined for me ; but alas I a terrible fear damps my hopes, and you, my brethren, are the cause of this fear — ^I fear your 4S THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ti iii '• 'i charity will stand between me and my crown. If yoU wish to prevent me from receiving the crown of martyr- dom, it will be easy for you to do it, but sad and painful to me will be that kindness which will deprive me of an opportunity of thus laying down my life, which may never come again. In permitting me to go quietly to my end, you aid me in that which is most dear to me ; but, if, in your misguided charity, you wish to save me, you will stand like the most cruel enemies in the very portals of heaven, and fling me back into the deep and tempestuous sea of life, to be tossed again on its billows of sorrow. If you love me with true charity you will allow me to mount the altar of sacrifice, you yourselves will gather around and sing hymns of thanksgiving to the Eternal Father, &iid to Jesus Christ, that He has brought, from the East to the West, from Smyrna to Kome, the Bishop of Antioch, to make him the confessor of His great name. His victim and His holocaust. Oh ! how happy and blessed our lot, to die to this world, to live eternally in God ! " In ar other portion cf his letter he uses these sublime and touching words : — ^' Let me be the food of the beasts ; let me come thus to the possession of God. I am the wheat of Jesus Christ ; I must therefore be ground and broken by the teeth of wild beasts, that I may become His pure and spotless bread. Caress those avimals that will soon be my honoured sepulchre. I de- sire and pray God that they may not leave anything of me on the earth, that, when my spirit; will have flcwn to eternal rest, my body may not be an inconvenience to any one. Then shall I be a true disciple of Jesus Christ, when the world can see no more of me. Oh I pray to ST. IGNATIUS. 49 Him that this may he the case, that I may he consumed hy the heasts, and be the victim of His love. It is to solicit your Aid that I write to you. I do not send you commandments and precepts as St. Peter and St. Paul ■ They were Apostles, I am but a miserable criminal ; they were free, I am a worthless slave ; but if I suffer mar- tyrdom I shall be free. Now that I am in chains for Jesus Christ, I recognise the vanity of all worldly things, and have learned to despise them. In the journey I have made from Syria up to this, by land and by sea, by day and by night, I have fought and still fight with ten fierce leopards who press on me from every side j they are the ten soldiers who keep me in chains and are my guard, who even become worse and more cruel from the benefits they receive ; but these things are to me lessons of the sublimest character, yet I am not perfect" (See Acta Sincera, Ruinart, vol. i. etc.) Whilst the letters of St. Ignatius excite the deepest sentiments of devotion in the heart, they bring tears of pity to our eyes. That he suffered much in his long and tedious journey to Home, there can be no doubt That journey must have lasted more than six months ; his let- ter from Smyrna is dated the 24th of August, and he was not martyred until the 20th of December. Having ar- rived in Greece, they crossed overland through Macedo- nia, and set sail again from Epidamus for Italy. They crossed the Adriatic and came round the southern shores of Italy to the western coast. Passing the city of Poz- zuoli, the Saint was very anxious to land there in order to go to Rome by the same road that St. Paul had passed over many years beiore. But a fair wind sprung up and all sail was made lor the port of Ostia. '' For a day ard D 50 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. i;i :?■ a night/' say the Christians who accompanied St. Ignatius and wrote the acts of his martyrdom, " we had this fa- vourable wind. To us, indeed, it was a source of great sorrow, because it would oblige us sooner to separate from the compatiy of this holy man, but to him it caused greater joy and happiness, as it brought him nearer his wished-for end." They arrived at Ostia just before the termination of the annual games of the kalends of Janu- ary. These games w^re called sigillaria^ and were the most popular and best attendied. The soldiers, wishing to arrive in Rome before their termination, hurried on from Ostia without any delay. Many of the Christians heard of his arrival, and went to meet him somewhere near the spot where now stands the superb Church of St. Paul. He was hailed with mingled sentiments of joy and sorrow ; some were delighted to see the venerable confessor of the Church and receive his last blessing, whilst others wept aloud that so great a man was to be taken from them by an ignominious death. He consoled them by the joy of his own heart, and begged of them again not to prevent his sacrifice by their prayers. Having arrived near the gates, they all fell on their knees and received his last solemn benediction. It was the morning of the 20th of December, A.D. 107. The sun had already risen high in the heavens, and was pouring its golden flood of splendour over the city. The body of soldiers, and the aged bishop in chains, entered that gate through which had often rolled the stream of triumph, and through which had been dragged many a poor captive from the East, to be slaughtered on the Capitol as the climax to the glory of barbarian triumph. Ignatius had longed from his childhood to see the great 8T. IGNATIUS. 01 metropolis of the Empire, and now it burst on him with dazzling splendour ; it was a forest of temples and tombs and mansions, of snowy whiteness that seemed imperish- able. But his eyes were dimmed with tears ; his heart was crushed with sorrow at the awful darkness that brooded over the mighty city ; the splendour and mag- nificence of its monuments of marble and gold were but the decorations of a mighty tomb. With his arms folded on his breast he prayed that the sun of eternal justice might one day rise over that benighted city ; that the blood of so many martyrs spilt on its soil might fructify into saints, the fruit of that blood which was not shed in vain on Calvary. While Ignatius was rapt in prayer, a short turn in the road brought them in sight of the mighty Coliseum, the gorgeous remnant of the gilded palace of Nero, which crowned the Palatine, and in the distance the lofty temples of the Capitol ; at the same moment they heard the thunder of some thousands of voices, mingled with the roar of lions and wild beasts. Some gladiator had fallen in the amphitheatre, and the brutal populace were cheering the fatal stroke that felled him ; the animals we e startled in their dungeons, and the earth seemed to tremble under the horrible chorus of men and beasts. A few moments and Ignatius had arrived under the massive walls of the Coliseum. But let us go before him and take our seat on one of its benches to witness the terrible scenes that are to follow. We have but cast one glance around the great amphi- theatre, and it would take volumes to describe all we see. Immensity and art, beauty and comfort, mingle with the rays of light that bring the first impressions — the motley thousands that fill every available seat, the rainbow of 52 THE MARTYH8 OF THE COLISEUM. ' ! colours, softened by the purple awning, enriched by the brilliant mail of the soldiers, and everything that gold and silver can lend to dazzle the eye. The Emperor's throne is on a raised dais, with crimson canopy, and is gorgeously conspicuous. He himself is away in the hardships of the camp, but his place is filled by the prefect of the city, a worthless wretch, whose god is the will of his master. Around are th« editors of the games, the Arval brothers, and the Vestal Virgins, and in the first cycle of the benches all the we'^lth and grandeur of the city ; the order above them are dressed in beautiful white mantles ; they are the equestrians. Then the immense platform, or gallery of the people,, amongst whom are wooden benches for the women, obliged, by law, to be alone and removed at a distance through modesty from the scenes of nakedness and cruelty that pass in the arena. Among the people there were envoys from every country the Konian eagle flew over, and in every variety of colour and costume. There were the hardy race from the icy north, with snow-white features and brown looks, side by side with the swarthy Arab and curly-headed Ethiopian; there is the inhabitant from the depths of Egypt, who drinks water from the cataracts of the Nile, beside the Sarmatian, who slakes his thirst with the blood of his horses. "' t< «Quffi tarn sepositaest, quss gens tarn barbara, Cassar, Ex qua spectator non sit in urbe toa !"— Martial. The confusion of the voices is like the murmur of the mighty deep. It would seem as if the sovereignty of the people, banished from tlie Forum, had taken reiuge in the amphitheatre, and vindicated with deatening shouts its ST, tQNATIUa, 68 liberty to insult and abuse. In vain do we imagine ourselves beings of the past, to paint the scenes- of the Coliseum in the days of its glory ! We have nothing in the range of our experience to compare to its 100,000 spectators gloating on scenes of bloodshed and murder. A rumour has passed through them that one of the heaas of the Christians has been brought from Syria and condemned by orders of the Emperor to be exposed to the beasts ; a wild frenzy starts from bench to bench, the whole amphitheatre rises and sends forth a universal shout for the Christians to be cast to the lions. The loudest applause of our greatest theatres is but the gen- tle zephyr of a breeze compared to the yells of fiendish rage with which the Bomans called for the extermination of the followers of the crucified Galilean ; like the thunder of tbe Alpine avalanche echoing through the hills, the mighty wave of human voices roll through the marble palaces and monuments of that city which was, in the grand designs of Providence, to become the very heart and centre of Christianity itself. Suddenly a dead calm reigns over the living mass, every eye is fixed on the eastern gate ; the soldiers are leading a feeble old man into the arena ; his silvery locks have been whitened with the snows of over a hundred winters ; his gait is firm, his aspect cheerful ; never was a more venerable victim dragged across the sand of that blood-stained arena. He is conducted to the foot of the imperial gallery ; the president having heard of his long journey from the East, and struck with his venerable appearance and age, seemed to feel, a sentiment of pity, and addressed him in these words : — ** I wonder you are still alive after all the hunger and sufierings you have ^i THIS MARTYItS OF THE COLISEUM. already endured ; now, at least consent to offer sacrifice to the gods, that you may be delivered from the dreadful death that threatens you, and save us from the sorrow of having to condemn you." Ignatius, drawing himself up with majesty, and cast- ing a look of scorn on the representative of the Emperor, said : — " By your bland words you wish to deceive and destroy me. Know that this mortal life has no attraction for me ; I wish to go to Jesus, who is the bread of immortality and the drink of eternal life ; I live entirely for Him, and my soul yearns for Him. I despise all your torments, and I cast at your feet your proffered liberty." The president, enraged at the bold language of the Saint, said in a haughty tone : " Since this old man is so proud and contemptuous, let him be bound, and let loose two lions to devour him." Ignatius smiled with joy. Having made an act of thanksgiving in his heart and breathed an ejaculation for strength, he addressed the assembly in these words : — " Bomans who witness my death, do not think I am con- demned on account of any crime or bad action ; it is per- mitted that I may come to God, whom I desire with an insatiable desire ; I am His corn, and must be e^ronnd under the teeth of the beasts to become for Him a pure and white bread."* Having said this, he fell on his knees and crossed his arms on his breast, and with eyes raised to heaven he waited calmly and resignedly the moment that should set him free from the troubles of * These words were used by him in one of his letters, but ac- cording to his Acts they were used a second time by the Saint in the Coliseam itself. 8T. IGNATIUS. 66 life and send his soul on its flight to eternity. Another moment and the small gates of the subterranean passages are opened and two lions bound into the arena. A terrible silence reigns through the amphitheatre — they advance — but enough, let the imagination fill up the harrowing details. The martyr is gone to his crown. We can but transcribe the brief touching words of his Acts — '' His prayer was heard, the lions left nothing but the harder bones of his body." Night has crept over the city, and the Coliseum is as silent as a tomb. i5y the faint light of the moon we see three men stealing cautiously under the shadow of the mighty arches; they move hurriedly across the arena. Near the centre, and on the side of the Emperor's seat they go en their knees,, and spreading a white napkin, they put intc it some sand stained with blood and some bones ; they take them away with them and disappear in the darkness of the night. They are the Christians Oi:.rus, rhilon and Agathophus, who have accompanied Ignatius from Antioch, and are securing the relics of their beloved bishop. Near the Coliseum there was a house much venerated and frequented by the Christians. !t was the house of Clement, one of the Flavian family, a disciple of St. Peter, and his third successor. Here they bring the relics of the martyr, and according to the custom, they made a temporary altar in one of the most spacious rooms and. left the sacred deposit exposed the whole night amidst burning torches. The Christians, many of whom were present at his martyrdom in the amphitheatre, gathered from every side of the city and passed the night in prayer. During the night the Saint appeared to them. '< A gentle 06 THE MARTYHa OF THE COLISEUM. sleep seemed to steal over us/' say the above-named Christians, who wr^ te his Acts, " and suddenly we saw the holy martyr, who lovingly embraced us ; he seemed to be praying for us, and was covered with sweat as if he had just come from a great battle, and then he passed into the glory of the Lord, where he will rest for ever. When we saw this consoling vision our joy was ineffable, and having awakened we spoke over the vision which we all pftw, and gave than! wi^' . Tt ^nd to God, '•he great Uiver of all good giftt viio brought to eternal happiness the glorious martyi Igi h-Iu*. ' (Ruinart, vol. i. chap. 10. &c.) His relics were brought from the house of Clement to Antioch, and were placed in a beautiful shrine outside the Porta Daphnitica ; but in the arrangements of Providence they were brought back again to Rome, and laid in pre- cisely the same spot where they were venerated by the Romans the night after his martyrdom. When Antioch fell into the power of the Saracens, under Heraclius, the Christians brought some of their most precious treasures to Rome, and amongst them the reL s of St. Ignatius. A few years past, the learned and enterprising prior of the Irish Dominican Convent, now in care of the Church of St. Clement in Rome, was making excavations beneath the more modern church, probably of the twelfth century, and discovered not only the original basilica of the fourth century, but also the relics of St. Ignatius. They were carried in a gorgeous procession from the obscure sepul- chre around the arena of the Coliseum, where, seventeen centuries before, he had suffered, and were reposited under the high altar of the Basilica. There is a tradition, mentioned by Socrates in his ST. IGNATIUS, tes in his Ecctesiastical History, that it was St. Ignatius who first introduced the custom of alternating the Psalms in choir ; — it is p>id he had a vision ir which he saw the angels thus sr ng the praisoT ot ^rotl, and th.it he introdi^ced it into r . j ( Church ; but uhe tradition seems not to have sufficier I historic authority. Althi gh feu. Ignatius is the fir^ifc meutiDned in history to hav<: suffered in the C^ liseum, yet we have every reason to believe that there were many both before and after his time that were exposed to wild beasts in the same place, of whom no records have reached us. The Coliseum was at the time of his death twenty-seven years in use ; the persecution of the Christians was raging with more or less violence during this time, .and we have records of Christians having been exposed to the wild beasts in other amphitheatres of the empire. We read of a St. Tecla under Nero, exposed in the amphitheatre of Lyca- onia. She is supposed to have been the firat female martyr. Accilio Glabrione, who was consul under Doniitian (a.d. 93), had to fight with a lion in the amphi- theatre of Albano. The servant of God bravely killed the lion, but was afterwards martyred by the tyrant in Rome. Although the authenticated list of those who suffered in the Coliseum of Kome is small, yet we have every reason to presume that thousands were sent to heaven of whom we have no record. The last and ter- rible day, which will unveil for man the past and the future, will find among the peerless choirs of martyrs many a triumphant soul who fought in the arena of the Coliseum, whose names we have not been able to honour in the brief sketches of these pages.* * St. Ignaiius is commemorateil in the Martyrology on the 1st February. '^iifi 4; t'l; IliiT CHAPTER VII. THE ROMAN GENERAL. [S) EFORE introducing to our reader the extraordinary records that have come down to us regarding the great St. Eustachius and his martyred family, it may be well to contemplate for a moment a grand and consol- ing feature of triumph which Almighty God vouchsafed to His servants in the days of persecution. Although hundreds of martyrs have gone to heaven from the arena of the Coliseum, yet few have been killed by the wild beasts. This strange fact is a beam of sunshine amid all its horrors of cruelty and bloodshed. He who knew how to change the ferocious nature of those animals which prowl through their native mountains and deserts in search of food, so that they became the protectors and even companions of His hermits and solitaries, made them (instead of beihg the instruments of the most awful death) the defenders of the chastity of His virgins, and the witnesses of the sanctity of His saints. The great Creator of all things intended the dumb animal to be the servant of man, and, with a few exceptions, He refused to allow it to be the executioner of the innocent. , THE BOMAN GENERAL. 00 One of the moat consoling pages in the history of these terrible times, is the oft-repeated miracle of Daniel in the lion's den ; not, however, in the silence and darkness of the gloomy cavern into which the youthful prophet was cast, but under the noon day sun, in the great am- phitheatre of the capital of the world, and before 100,000 spectators. Miracles have been destined by God to be the handmaids of truth and the medium of conviction. In the visible interposition of His power in preserving His servants from the fury of the beasts in the Coliseum, He presented to the pagans of Rome an incontestable proof of the divinity of Christianity, and a mercy they knew not how to appreciate. If the old walls of the Coliseum could speak, they would tell us some consoling scenes of the triumph of the martyrs and their wonderful preservation. St. Eusebius, who was eye-witness to some of those terrible scenes, describes with eloquence and feeling how the furious wild beasts were unable to harm the Christians, and would turn on the pagans with destructive rage. " Sometimes," he says, " they rushed on the naked and defenceless champions of Christ, but checked as if by some divine power, they returned to their dens. This happened repeatedly, and excited the wonder of the spectators ; at their demand the first wild beast having been abashed, a second and third were sent against the same martyr, but to no effect. "You would have been filled with admiration," he continues, "at the steadfast intrepidity of those hol^ champions, and at the immovable fortitude displayed by persons of the most tender years. You might have seen a youth who had not yet completed his twentieth year, standing motionless in the midst of the arena with his Ji : , ■: ■ 'f t 6^ THE MARTYKS OF THE COLISEUM. , hands stretched forth in the form of a cross, an he prayed with fervour to God, and not shrinking from the spot in which he stood, even when the bears and leopards, breathing forth rage and death, almost touched his very flesh with their jaws. Again, you might have seen others thrown before an enraged bull, which attacked the pagans who came near him, tossing them with his horns into the air, and leaving them to be taken away half-dead. But when with rage and bellowing he rushed upon the martyrs, he could not approach them, but stamping on the ground with his feet, tossing his horns to and fro, and breathing forth rage and madness, by retuson of his being irritated by red-hot goads, the infuriated animal was, in despite of all, held back by an invisible hand. Other wild animals having been tried to no purpose, the Christians were at last put to death by the sword, and their relics, instead of being interred, were coi^signed to the surges of the deep" (Eccles. Hist., book viii). The scenes described by Eusebius were frequent all over the Empire. Wherever the name of Christian was found the persecution ' raged. It would seem that Almighty God adopted this means to give His infant Church publicity and a sign of the stamp of divinity. Hence in His mercy and goodness He made the perse- cutioni the fruitful harvest of souls. Baronius mentions (An. 307) that in the persecution of Diocletian, when the slain were counted by thousands daily, the holy Pope Marcellus had to appoint twenty-five new parishes in the city, to baptize and instruct the people who multiplied beneath the sword. The hideous and execrable character of the barbarities to which the Christians were subjected, with a view not only to force them to apostatize, but to THK ROM A N GMNERAL. A deter others from embracing the proscribed beliet, had the very contrary effect. As to the martyrs, persons of both sexes, and of the tenderest and most infirm age, not only bore their sufferings with superhuman fortitude, but hailed them with joy, as tending to the greater glory of God and the conversion of the pagans, Their very perse- cutors were forced to applaud the heroism of those whom they so bitterly hated, and to feel disgusted and afflicted at the atrocities they were once so vociferous in demand- ing. The reverence which the animals shewed the martyrs is touohingly displayed in a scene we will quote from the Acts of three martyrs of Tarsus, given in the Annals of Baronius, under th<3 year 290. They did not suffer in the Coliseum at Pome, yet their martyrdom took place in another amphitheatre of the Empire, and the records of their death serve as & sample of what generally hap- pened in those days of horror. These martyrs, Tharasius, Probus and Andronicus, had been tortured in a most cruel manner at Tarsus in Cilicia ; they were conveyed thence to Mo^)sueste, and were again submitted to the most horrible barbarities, and a third time they were tormented at Anazobus ; so that being covered all over with wounds, and their bones being broken and wrenched from their sockets, when the Governor Maximus wished to have them finally exposed in the amphitheatre to the wild beasts, it became necessary for the soldiers to press men from the streets in order carry thither their almost lifeless bodies. " When we beheld this," say the three devout Chris- tians who v/rote the Actio, and intdrred the relics of the martyrs, " we turned away our faces and wept j but when 62 THE MARTYBS OF THE COLISEUM. Will i:i % ^'"J >i their mangled frfmes were cast down from the men's shoulders on the arena, all the spectators were horrified at the sight, and began to murmur at the president fo*" this order, and many of them rose up and left the theatre, expressing their dislike of this ferocious cruelty ; on which Maximus told his guards, who were near him, to take down the names of all who acted thus, that they might be afterwards brought to an account. He then commanded the wild beasts to be let loose on the martyrs and, when they would not touch them, he ordered the keepers to be scourged. A bear was then let out which had devoured three men that day ; but crouching at the feet of Andronicus, it began gently to lick his wounds, and continued thus mildly to demean itself, not- wi.ihstanding that the martyr plucked its hair and tried to irritate the animal. Then the president in a fury, ordered the lancers to run the bear through the body : and Terentianus (the editor of the games) dreading the president's anger, determined to make sure by letting in on the martyrs a lioness which had been sent from Anti- och by Herod ; but the lioness, to the terror of the spec- tators, began bounding to the place where they were re- clining ; and when at length she came to the martyrs, as it were kneeling down before Theracius, who dragged and annoyed her, she seemed, by cowering down sub- missively, to attest her veneration, conducting herself less like a lioness than a lamb. Shouts of admiration burst forth from the whole amphitheatre, overpowering Maximus with confusion ; who screamed to the keepers to infuriate and goad on the lioness. But the beast, with another boun J, broke through the palisade back to her deii; and the manager, Teri^ntianus, was ordered to THJL AOMAN GENERAL. 08 proceed, without further interlude, with the gladiators ; directing them first to dispatch the martyrs with their swords." There are on record one or two extraordinary facts where animals refused to touch slaves who were cast to them ; hut these were exceptional cases of recognition and gratitude — a trait of nobility often found more prac- tised in the brute creation than in reasoning man. Our readers are familiar with the story of Androclus and the Lion. Seneca also mentions in his 2nd Book, and 9th chap., De Beneficiis, that a lion would not touch one of his keepers who was condemned to be exposed to the wild beasts. In the life of St. Sabba, a fact similar to that of Androclus is mentioned, and the grateful lion lived at the monastery with his monks. These facts, interesting and strange as they may be, were not miracles. There was no more of the supernatu- ral about them than there is in the fidelity of a dog, who would lose his life in' defence of even an unkind master. It is only the interposition of the divine power that can stay the enraged animals in their spring upon a defence- less victim, or make them crouch at the feet of persons' they could never have seen before, whilst at the same moment the very men who fed them become victims of their rage. These wonders Almighty God worked in be- half of His servants ; and the great St. Eustachius, with his family, is another instance of this wonderful preser- vation. In the life of this great martyr we have one of the ex- traordinary sacred romances of the second century, a con- version more wonderful than St. Paul's, a life of trial and 64 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, It ^ affliction like the patriarch Joh, and a glorious death by martyrdom, the most terrible in the annaU of persecution. No sensational novel of modern days ever detailed the imaginary vicissitudes of Ufe more strange and more in- teresting than what we have here in re&lity, and handed down to us with all the authority of history. There are men accustomed to doubt of everything strange in history, and they smile with sarcasm at our credulity in believing some of the most sacred records of the past ; but we will first give an epitome of the extraordinary events of the life of St. Ei::,tachius, and then show that we are recording a scene from the pages of ecclesiastical history, the truth of which there is no reason tc doubt. 2. iiTK ,tc The Romans were from the very birth of their dynasty a brave and warlike people ; the heroes who led them on to battle and conquest were men of consummate skill and intelligence, and are justly immortalised on the pages of history. In ancient times the artx>f warfare was rude and undeveloped, and the whole existence of an army depended upon the skill of its general. He had to direct where there was no order, no intelligence, no judgment, save that which flashed from his own superior mind ; he moved the mighty machine of brutal and living force as he willed ; the roughest and wildest spirits were cemented together into the irresistible phalanx by one element alone, it was confidence in their leader ; his skill was more to the army than numbers, position, or courage. Thus it was that Csesar, one of the greatest warriors of the past, said he feared more the general without an army than an aimy without a general. Eustachius or Placidus TEE ROMAN GENERAL* w (by which name he was more generally known) was one of the great generals of the Roman army at the com- mencement of the second century. His influence and name were as great amongst the soldiers on account of his virtues as for his triumphs and military skill. He was admired by all for his mildness, love of justice and charity. He was the father of his soldiers, and treated them with leniency and justice ; vir- tues unknown to the barbarian soldier, but loved the moment their benign influence was felt. He was generous and charitable to the unfortunate, and although a pagan, he was eminently chaste. True greatness is incom- patible with the indulgence of the brutal propensities of man. The virtues and exalted position of Placidus rendered him the most conspicuous man of the time, like the solitary star shining through the dark masses of cloud on a stormy night. No wonder he was signalled out by Providence as the object of special grace and the instru- ment of great wonders, for Almighty God loves virtue and order, although practised by an infidel, and He never fails to reward it in due time. A soldier offered alms to St. Francis. In recompense for this act of charity, Almightj^God revealed to the Saint the soldier's approaching death. Francis gave him the prophetic warning, and prepared him for a happy end. Perhaps it was charity, some silent act of benevolence in the life of Placidus that brought down from heaven the great grace of conversion and made him a vessel of elec- tion. This seems even more probable from the words addressed to him by our Blessed Lord Himself, at the moment of his call to Christianity. One day Placidus went out according to his custom ta ee THE MAHTYHS OF THE COLISEUM. hunt. He proceeded with some officers of the cavalry division over which he had the command, to the brow of the Sabine hills, and fell in with a troop of beautiful stags. Amongst them there was one larger and more beautiful than the rest, and Placidus immediately pursued it with all the ardour of the chase. In the excitement, which huntsmen alone know, he was soon separated from his companions, and passed over hills and rapid rivers and on the edges of the most terrible precipices. He knew no danger ; he was not accustomed to defeat ; on he went, over mountains and through valleys, until he came up with his magnificent prize in a wild and lonely ravine, not far from the spot where now stands the picturesque village of Guadagnolo. This was the moment and place in which the providence of God destined to illumine the mind of the great general with the light of Christianity. The stag stood on the ledge of a rock just over him, and between its beautiful and branching horns there was a dazzling light ; in the midst of an aureola of splendour he saw an image of the crucifixion. Struck with wonder and amazement, be heard a voice saying to him, " Plar cidus, why dost thou follow Me ? Behold I have taken this form to speak tov thee ; I am the Christ, whom thou servent without knowing. Thy charity and deeds of benevolence to the poor have stood before Me, and hfve made Me follow thee with My mercy. The just man, dear to me on account of his works, must not serve devils and false gods, who cannot give life or reward." Placidus dismounted in terror and confusion. He could not remove his eyes from the beautiful vision that shone more brilliantly than the sun between the horiic '»f the stag, and although he heard he did not un- THE ROMAN GENERAL, «7 ivalry row of jtutiful more arsued emeut, id from 818 and B knew on bo le came ravine, iuresque id place nine tlie dtianity. lim, and fe was a >lendour wonder "Pla- |ve taken )m thou ^eeds of id hpve ,an, dear )vils and ion. He ll vision reen the not un- derstand the voice that spoke to him. At length gaining courage, he cried out in an excitad and tremulous tone — " What voice is this 1 Who spoaks % — reveal Thyself that I may know Thee." Again the heavenly sounds fell on his oars, and he heard these words : — " I am Jesus Christ, who created heaven and earth out of nothing, who threw all matter into shape, and made the light spring from the chaos of darkness. I am He who created the moon and the stars, and caused the day and the night ; who created man from the slime of the earth, and for his redemption appeared in human flesh, was crucified, and rose the third day from the dead. Go, Placidus, to the city, and seek the chief pastor of the Christians and be baptized." A ray — the last ray of the brilliant light which had dazzled his eyes, haJ entered his heart, and he under- stood all He remained for hours on his knees, in his first warm and grateful prayer to the true God. When he awoke from his deep reverie of adoration and prayer, he found all was dark and silent. The sun had dis- appeared behind the mountains, and his faithful and wearied horse and dog slept beside him. He rose, like the Apostle Paul on the road to Damascus, with the courage of a lion, to proclaim the truth of the Christian religion, and the wonderful mercy of God. He roused his horse, and returned slowly through the bleak passes of tl e mountain towards the city. In the meantime, alarms for the safety of Placidus were increasing at his residence in the city. He was gifted with a noble and amiable spouse ; their union had d» THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. been strengthened by long years of peace. In the simi- lar and moral tendencies of their virtuous souIa their home presented a ctcene of domestic bliss rarely found in pagan circles. The unusual absence of the general gave her immense anxiety ; all night she sat up watching for his well-known tread on the threshold, but the grey dawn was breaking on the horizon and still no sign of Placidus. Starting from the momentary repose of a delusive dream she found her slave awaiting returning consciousness to deliver a message. " Most noble lady, Rufus, who had accompanied the general this morning to the hunt, has returned and prays an audience." " Quick, quick, Sylvia, bring him to my presence." She sprung from her seat, met the veteran soldier at the door, and trembling wiih excitement, she addressed him : — " Say Rufus, knowest thou aught of the general ; thou wert ever a true soldier, and kept by his side in the darkest hour, how came you separated from him ? Speak, I fear thy silence." The veteran leaned on his halbert ; after a moment's pause, he spoke in a deep, solemn voice. " Noble lady, I am loath to fan thy misgivings to darker anticipations of ill, hut we fear for the safety of the gj.ieral." " I conjure thee, Rufus, tell me all," she cried frantic- ally, '< has his trusty steed fallen and cast him down the awful precipice, have ravenous wolves fed on his mangled corpse ? " ** None of these calamities, noble lady, have befallen THE ROMAN GENERAL. 69 our brave commander," interrupted Rufus. ** We believe he has but ]ost his way in the mountains, and shall be here before noon. This morning I was by his side when a large stag started from the copse ; the dogs gave chase, and our steeds flew over the rugged mountain side. The stag was the largest ever seen in these hills, and the chase the fleetest ever run. Our inferior horses soon fell back, ' and we saw tlie glittering helmet of our commander rush- ing like a ball of fire through the woods ; he 'vas soon lost from our sight near the ravines of Marino. We halted under the shade of a figtree, hoping each moment to see our gallant commander return with the spoils of his brilliant chase. The hours passed slowly on ; anxi- ously we listened for the echoes of his horn ; no dog re- turned with blood-stained mouih to tell of victory ; each moment of anxiety made the hammer of life beat with a heavier throb. We searched the mountain side, and called louder and louder the name of our general ; thei was no response save the mournful echoes that broke the stillness of the olive groves. Trembling for his safety, I hurried back to headquarters to ask a detachment of horse to scour the mountain. Behold, noble lady, how I am separated from the general. The life stream of my heart's blood is not dearer than the safety of thy lord — Rufus shall serve under no other commander but Placi- dus." Whilst Rufus was yet speaking a bustle was heara out- side, and some excited slaves rushed in, announcing the general had come. Wearied and covered with dust, he dismounted. In silence he embraced his wife, and hav- ing made a sign for all to leave the room, he addressed his spouse, m m 70 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Im'-- 1 {-; "Stella, I have a strange tale to tell thee. Thou knowest the terrors of war and the crash of empires have ever been my ambition and my joy. Heretofore I feared nothing, and I knew no God but my sword, but since last I sat under the shadow of these ancestral towers and the beams of thy loving smile, a change has oome over my dream of ambition. Like the sunrise bursting from a thick bank of clouds, a vision from the invisible world passed before these eyes — a Deity greater than the gods of this Empire manifested Himself to me. Stella, I am a Christian ': ' With many tears he described his vision — the miracu- lous interposition of Divine Providence to call him to the light of faith. That day he arranged his affairs to aban- don himself generously to the call of divine grace. Mes- sengers were secured to guide him to the Catacombs, where the Christian Bishop ruled the Church of God. In spite of the remonstrance of his timid spouse, who dreaded the awful consequences involved in the profes- sion of Christianity in these days of terror, he hastened the first hour after nightfall to the crypts on the Salarian Way. Amongst the sublime lessons taught him in his vision on the mounis^ins, was the folly of iiifiii 11 ' ", :. I ** Leaving to the mercies of a moment The vast concerns of an eternal scene. It is probable that the terrible persecution of Domitian was but subsiding at this time. The Christians were obliged to seek shelter in the Catacombs from the fury of the storm ; and whilst Almighty God permitted *ihat they could not preach the law of grace and redemption publicly to the world. He supplied the ministry by the THE ROMAN GENERAL. 71 interior operations of grace, and gave to His suffering and banished Apostles the consolation of a more fruitful harvest If, as we imagine, the martyrdom of Eusta- chius did not take place until about sixteen years after his baptism, the holy Pope Anacletus (according to Baronius) must have been sitting in the chair of St. Peter. Trajan was at this time Emperor, and of his character and reign we have already spoken in the life of St. Ignatius. The holy Pope had taken shelter from the storms of persecution in a crypt in the Catacombs of St. Priscilla on the Via Salara. God vouchsafed to inform him in a vision of the conversion of Placidus. He was kneeling before a rude crucifix placed on the marble slab that cov- ered a martyr's tomb, and constituted the altar of the dread sacrifice of the mass. A small oil lamp cast a dim flickering light on the sepulchral slabs ; the silence of those corridors of the dead was only broken by the gentle murmur of prayer, or" the faint echo of the ham- mer and axe of the fossores. Suddenly the holy father saw the walls of the archisolium* fade before his view, and in their stead a charming scene in the Appenines. On the ledge of a rock he si»w a majestic stag bearing in his horns, amidst a sun of light, the sacred sign of re- demption, and prostrate in prayer lay the Roman Gene- ral. The dsion faded away again, and the holy father, who understood the mercy God had shown to a noble soul, remained long wrapt in grateful prayer. V, jien night had enveloped the city a mysterious party, thickly veiled and concealed under large cloaks, passed * Archisolium was the niche in which the holy sacrifice of the mass was celebrate^. w THE MARTYRS OP THE COLISEUM. U- Wu ■i through the Salarian Gate. No qiiestions were asked, for the military cloak of Placidus was a guarantee of protec- tion. Two little children of three and five years held with childish fear their mother's garments, and their quick little steps pattered musically on the massive pave- ment with the solemn strides of their military father. In silence they passed through the stately villas that adorned either side of the road, and soon reached the gentle de- clivity known to the ancient Christians as the CHvwm Gvr cumeris. The guide brought them down through the long narrow corridors and introduced them to the presence of the holy pontiff, who rose and embraced Placidus as if he had known and loved him in years gone by. We can imagine with what joy the holy Pope poured the regenerating waters of baptism on the heads of the Boman general and his family. It was on this occasion he received the name of Eustachius, his wife was called Theopista, and the two children Agapius and Theopiston, all names derived from the Greek, expressing favour with God. The parting words of the venerable Pontiff to the neophyte family were to take up their cross manfully, and bear it, like their crucified Master, to the very utmost of human endurance ; they were called to glorify the Church in the days of its trouble ; the Christian must be tried in the furnace of affliction ; " through many tribulations we must enter the kingdom of heaven." He seemed to speak with a prophetic spirit, for our next chapter will show Placidus proved and found faithful. 3. God tries those whom He loves. Having chosen Placi- dus for a vessel of election, he proved him by a series of THB ROMAN OENERAL. 78 afflictions, which made the patience of this great servant shine more conspicuously than any other virtue. His biographers have compared him to the great patriarch Job. But that lig)it which had entered his heart had taught him the secret value of trials and afflictions — that they were the choicest favours of Heaven. He whom he had now taken for his Master and Model was over in sorrow and affliction ; the disciple is not to be better than the Master. A life of ease, a bed of down, silken garments, and ornaments of jewels and gold, are not the armour which distinguishes the soldiers of a naked and crucified God. When we suffer the slight and pass- ing sorrows of life, we should remember they are tokens of God's predilection and sanctification for our souls. After his baptism and reception into the Church, Pla- cidus returned to the memorable spot in the Sabine hills where he had beheld the wonderful vision, to give thanks to God.* The Most High was pleased with his prompt and generous response to the call of grace, and vouch- safed to give him again other and consoling visions, and to forewarn him of the trials that were awaiting him. He had no sooner reached his home after his pilgrim- age, than the terrible storm of sorrow broke on him and crushed him to the very earth. The sad tale of his trial would excite pity in the hardest heart. In a few days he lost all his horses and cattle, and every living thing about his house, even his servants and domestics were swept away by a virulent pestilence. The awful gloom that death had spread around, the stench of unburied car- * A little chapel was built on this spot in the fourth century, and rebuilt in after ages. It still stands to commemorate the extra ordinary conversion of Flacidus. IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) /. 1.0 1.1 11.25 ^ 114 112 Itt IM 2.0 u |l^ Sciences Carporatton 33 WIST MAIN STRHT \MUSTM,N.Y. I4SM (716)t73-4S03 '^ 11 t'f 1 HA i pi 1 *i ' 1 '' t iti III i '' ! ^J' 1 Hill 1 IBiBH fiiini i 11 H 74 r^^ MABTTB8 OF THE COLISEUM. cases, and the unhealthy state of the corrupted atmos- phere, obliged him to leave his home for awhile; but this was a source of new affliction. During his absence thieves had entered his house and removed everything he had ; he was reduced to absolute beggary. At thit. time the whole city was rejoicing and celebrating the triumph of the Roman arms over the Persians. Placidus could not join in these festivities, and, overcome with grief, disappointment and shame, he agreed with his wife to flee to some unknown country, where at least they could bear their sufferings and their poverty without the cruel taunts of proud and unfeeling friends. They made their way to Ostia, and found a vessel about to start for Egypt. They had no money to pay for a passage ; but the captain, who was a cruel and bad man, seeing the youth and beauty of Theopista, the wife of Placidus, felt an impure passion spring up in his heart, and thought, by permitting them on board, he might be able to gratify his wicked desires. But he knew nothing of the beauty, the sublimity, the inviolability of the virtue of chastity in the Christian female ; and when he found himself treated with the scorn of indignant virtue at even the whispered suggestion of infidelity, he writhed under his disappointment, and meditated revenge. The devil suggested a plan. Arrived at the shores of Africa, the captain again demanded the fee for the passage, and in timated to Placidus, if it were not paid, he would keep Theopista as a hostage. He was sent on shore with his two helpless little children, and his beautiful and faithful spouse was forcibly detained on board ; they immediately set sail for another port. u Talk uot of grief till thou hast seen the tears of warlike men.** THE ROMAN GENERAL, 75 Ettmos- b; but .bsence ything kt thit. iDg tht lacidub le with dth his at least without a vessel r to pay and bad the wife lis heart, might be r nothing he virtue he found e at even ed under 'he deviX :rica, th<* and in ►uld keep with his Id faithful lediately Ike men.'* Poor Placidus felt the warm tears steal down his cheek as he saw the sails of the little bark filled with a fair wind, and waft from him the greatest treasure he possessed in this world. He saw himself on a barren and inhospitable shore, exiled, poor, and widowed. Did his faithful legions but know of his sad fate, how their trusty. swords would flash in vindication of their injured general! Looking on his little ones, robbed of their mother and protector, he drew them near his breaking heart, and pointhig, with a trembling finger, to the white speck the little vessel had now made on the blue horizon, he cried out : " Your mother is given to a stranger."* Striking his forehead with his hand, he bent down and wept bitterly. There is no pang in human sorrow so galling as blighted affection, and this is more keenly felt when the object of our love is handed over, not to death, to bloodshed, or want, but to infamy and dishonour. Even the pagan parent would plunge the dagger into the heart of his Virginia rather than let her live in dishonour. But " better is the patient man than the brave." The man who can bear trials and misfortune is greater than the hero of the battle-field. Bemembering his promise to God in the ravine of the Apennines, he instantly checked his grief; and rising up, with an ejaculation like holy Job, and taking his two little children by the hand, he moved towards the interior of the country with a brave and resigned heart. But God had other trials to prove him yet more. He had not gone far when he came up to a river much ♦ " Vffi mihi et vobis quia mater vestra tradita est aliengriK marito."— Acts. Bollandista, 20th Sept. li f f 1 14 !H ¥' i hi i''l li 76 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. swollen by some late rains ; it- was fordable, but Placidus saw it would be dangerous to take his two children over together, so he determined to take one first then another. Leaving one on the bank, he entered into the stream with the youngest. He had scarcely reached the opposite bank when the l creams of the other child attracted his atten- tion, and looking round, he beheld an enormous lion taking the child in his mouth and carrying it away to devour it. Placidus left the infant in his arms on the bank, and, reckless of fear or danger, plunged once more into the rushing torrent. Grief mnst be terrible when it can icake an unarmed man believe he can chase and fight the king of the forest. He was scarcely out of the stream when his other child was seized by a wolf.* This last afflicting sight paralysed his courage, and he could not move another step. He fell on his knees, and appealed to the great God who he knew had arranged all ; with the fervour of his young faith and the natural sorrow of a bereaved father, he prayed for patience that no blasphemy might escape from his lips — ^that no mis- givings might undermine the confidence of his worship. He remained for some time in prayer, and felt the balm of heavenly consolation gradually creeping over his troubled soul. Faith alone can break the barriers of time and waft the soul in anticipation to the union that * Portans vero unum inf antem super humeras suos reliquit alterum circa ripam et transposuit infantem quern portaverit super terrain et ibat ut reportaret et alterum. Gum venisset, autem, in medium flu- minis, nimis autem fiuvius dilatatus erat intendens vidit et ecce leo rapuit filium ejus et abiit in sylvas. Et desperans de eo, reversus est in patientia, spem habens alterius et cum abiret videt et ecce similiter lupus rapuit alterum filium ejus et abiit et non potuit eum consequi, etc. —Acts, ih. THE ROMAN GENERAL. n immortality must bring. Placidus committed his family to God, and knew they were happy ; and as for himself, he determined to bear manfully the few days of trouble which Providence had yet allotted to him. He arose once more from his prayer, strengthened and consoled, more detached from every human consolation, more united to God. He soon left the vicinity of these sad and sorrowful scenes, and fled to another part of the country. We next find Placidus as a poor labourer in a farm called Bardyssa. But this is the last part of the dark night of his trial, the twilight that precedes a glorious sunrise. Almighty God had now proved His servant by the severest adversity which can befall a man ; in a whirlwind of affliction he blasted all his temporal com- forts, his domestic felicity ^nd paternal affection ; and the neophyte vessel of election was found faithful, and now conies the sunshine of his crown. Some years had passed since he lost his wife and children, and he had spent all that time unknown, in labour, prayer, and solitude, mounting higher and higher on the ladder of perfection, and in union with God ; but the time of his reward is at hand, and by one grand stroke of that all-directing Provi- dence which knows no chance, he was restored to all his former honour and comfort. He was again placed at the head of the Roman army, and restored to the embraces of his wife and children, never more to be separated, not even by death ; for they were all brought together to the endless joys of heaven by the glorious death of martyr- dom. Let us follow the course of events that brought about these great and consoling effects. 78 THE MARTYRS OF THE C0LI8EVM, "W- t The great capital of the Eoman Empire is all in com- motiou. News has been brought from the East that the Persians and other nations had broken over the frontier and were devastating everything before them. Prepara- tions were made for war on every side. Old veterans were brushing up their swords, and armies of young men were pouring in from the provinces. Fresh rumours of the advancing foe gave new impulse to the excitement, and an expedition of more than usual magnitude and importance was speedily equipped. The haughty soul of Trajan, who still sat on the throne of the Csesars, could not brook for a moment the slightest infringement on the Empire, or the diminution of his own glory ; and he lost no time and spared no expense in striking quickly and heavily on the daring enemy. But to whom will he commit his warlike legions and the very fate of the Em- pire. There were none but young and inexperienced men around him. He thought of Placidus, the commander of his horse, who had carried the tide of victory, in years gone by, to the farthest limits of the Empire, the great general who was the idol of the army and the terror of every foe. Humour said he was still alive, but retired from public life. Trajan seized the rumour with all the avidity of a man whose hopes had been blasted and was risking ever3rthing on a last chance. He offered immense rewards to any one who would discover the retreat of Placidus, and bring him once more at the head of the iron legions of the Empire. In burning anxiety and doubt he delayed the departure of the expedition from day to day, hoping that some tidings would come of his THE ROMAN GENERAL. 70 favourite general.^ He was not disappointed, for Placi- dus was found. Two veterans, named Antiochus and Achacius, started off towards the Egjrptian provinces in search of Placidus. Their wanderings and unceasing inquiries seemed fruit- less, when one morning, as they were giving up the search, and were about to return to the sea-shore, they came up to a beautiful and well-kept farm, and a short distance from them they beheld a poor labouring-man at work. They went towards him, and made inquiries if a Koman citizen named Placidus lived in those regions. The two soldiers thought they saw something in the old man which reminded them of their general ; the nobility of his appearance and bearing seemed to tell of one who had seen better days; they even thought they saw in his worn features, browned by the sun and wrinldod by grief and care, some traces of the amiable features of Placidus ; yet, it could not be ; their general an exile, a labourer in this miserable place ! What reverse of for- tune could have reduced him to this change % how could so great a man be cast from such honour and glory to such obscurity and poverty ¥ But he who stood before them in the tattered garments of a poor labourer had already recognized two of the bravest veterans of his legions.t The memory of the wars and battles and vic- tories of other days flashed across his mind ; the very places these two men took in the defeat of the enemy, their bravery by his side in the field of battle, and the * Et misit per unamquamque civitatem et terram qu» erat sub imperio suo et r«quirerent eum. — Ih. t A longe considerans ex consuetudine incessus eorom ne cognovit 608.-/6, 60 THE MARTTRa OF THE COLISEUM^ m ilji scars they received in the bloody fight — all rushed on him in a moment, and roused every great and brave feeling of his souL He was about to run towards his companions in arms and embrace them, but prudence held him back, and by an act of self-control he suppressed his excited feeling. Drawing himself up majestically with a sigh, which alone told of the struggle that passed within, he asked: "Why seek you Placidusi"* Whilst Antiochus was recounting how the enemies of the Empire had once more declared war in the East, and the Emperor wished to intrust to that general alone the care of the expedition, and had sent the soldiers who served under him to all parts to seek him, Placidus could no longer contain his feelings, and opening the rude garment that covered the scars on his breast, he showed them to the astonished veterans, and told them that he was the' general they sought. Another moment and they were hanging round his neck, and shedding tears of joy. Bome was once saved by the brave Cincinnatus taken from his plough to defend the threatened city. Like the great chief of old, Placidus was received with the univer- sal joy of the people — ^the confidence of the army was restored, and new life appeared in all the troops — battles and triumphs were anticipated and declared before they were fought or won. The Emperor was filled with de- light I he embraced his fornier master of the horse, listened with interest to the history of the vicissitudes of his loss and grief; and, placing around his waist the golden belt of consular command, begged of him to draw *Dic nobis si nosti hie peregrinum aliquem, nomine Flacidom, •tc. Quapropter eum quteritiB, etc.— J6. THE ROMAN GENERAL, 81 ihed on I brave irds his rudence illy with I within, ntiochus lad once r wished pedition, m to all ntain his \rered the stonished eral they Lng round bus taken Like the le univer- irmy was -battles [fore they with de- le horse, situdes of raist the to draw iFladdam, his sword once more in the cause of the Empire.* The holy man had already recognized, in the humility and prayer of his heart, the great change that had come over his circumstances so strangely and so suddenly, as the disposition of the loving providence of God, and pre- pared, even in his old age, to mingle again in the din of arms and fatigues of war. During the days of his trial and resignation in the lonely vineyards of Egypt, the Divine Spirit had revealed to him that a day of restora- tion to all he had lost in this world would soon dawn on his gloomy path. Here is the first step in the fulfilment of his dream ; let us see how God brought about the rest. Whilst Flacidus is casting his rough army into shape, and exercising his soldiers in the terrible science of bloodshed and war, we must retrace our steps for a mo- ment, and take a glance at the poor, wretched Theopista, whom we left in the bark of the tyrant captain who cruelly tore her from her husband and her children. Doubtless, in the sympathy of his pious heart, the reader has pitied her in her affliction, and hoped that some fortunate circumstance may have saved her. But has Almighty God ever abandoned His servants when the angelical virtue was threatened 1 Who more powerful before Him than the innocent defenceless female 1 In the history of the past no virtue has had more visible protection from Heaven than chastity ; no vice has caused rn^re terrible vengeance than impurity. The prayer of the virgin for the protection of her innocence not only pierced the clouds, but drew from them the electric bolt that struck the oppressor with judgment. Fear not for the virtuous and faithful Theopista ; God is her shield. Et cingituT ut ante magister militum. —lb. 82 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I il and who can prevail against the Most High 1 The means He adopted to protect His servant were silent, consoling, and merciful.* He did not strike the impious captain with a sudden and terrible blow of merited retribution, but he breathed on his heart a sentiment of tenderness and pity that made him blush for his cruelty and impiety towards the young mother. Scarcely had the fair wind wafted the little ship out of sight of Theopista's husband and children, than the sobs which grief was pressing from her breaking heart struck a fibre of pity in the feelings of the pagan captain. At the same moment Almighty God removed the stimulus of the flesh, and made him love and admire in his captive a virtue he never knew before. The virtuous soul is like the fruit-tree in blos- som, that gives fragrance to every breeze, and spreads a delicious odour on the atmosphere around. The sub- limity of virtue that shone in the fidelity of the Christian matron, the patience and forgiveness of that suffering child of misfortune, so completely won the pagan, that, from being her enemy and oppressor, he became her protector and guardian. He landed Theopista at the next port he touched at, and gave her money and goods to maintain her for some time. She, too, had her share of trial, and fifteen long years of suffering and exile proved her worthy of the joy and crown that were awaiting her. Everything was ready, and the expedition started for the East. The spirit of joy and bravery which animated the soldiers was the harbinger of the greatest triumphs. They poured in thousands through the eastern gates of the city ; and, whilst the morning sun was reflected from • Domini vero gratia obumbravit mulierum, etc. — lb. THE ROMAN Q^.NBBaL, 88 their burnished battle-axes and spears, the tombs of their mighty dead, which lined the Appian Way, were made to echo once more with the war-songs of the irresistible legions of the Empire. The octogenarian leader — the Christian Placidus — brought up the rear of the march, and was drawn in a chariot by two beautiful Arab horses. We need not tarry long over the oft-told tale of Roman triumph. The legions poured like Alpine avalanches into the country of the enemy, crushing in their course everything that was opposed to them. Not only were the rebellious subjects reduced to submission, but the conquering eagle spread its wings over new dominions, and new provinces were added to the boundless territory of the Caesars. The meekness and skill of Placidus knew how to turn everything to profit; few of his conquests were purchased with unnecessary bloodshed and carnage. He pardoned freely, and never retributed the resistance of a brave people by the retaliation so terrible in the annals of pagan warfare. Every army has its heroes. The campaign of Placidus was nearly at an end before its real soldiers were known. Where the conquest was easy all were brave, but a moment of danger and trial came, and the laurels of fame fell to those who won them. The army was sur- prised in an ambuscade, but was saved by the prompt action of two youths belonging to the Numidian corps. They were two brave young men who had met each other for the first time in the ranks and became friends. They were strolling outside of the camp when the cry "To arms " was heard. They rushed like startled lions to the THB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ' e I.I that he might restore them to their lost father and mother, as the reward of their patience and virtue. The joy of the young men was to be increased by another dis- covery more consoling and more extraordinary. The reader knows it already ; the general is their father. When the excitement of the first moments of recogni- tion had subsided, they agreed to repair to their general to inform him of the extraordinary discovery they had made. They found the old man in his tent, sitting at a rude table ; his face was covered with his hands, and he seemed rapt in meditation and thought. The eldest rushed towards him and told him he had strange and joyful glad news to tell him. The old man raised his head ; his eyes were moist, and a cloud of gloom mantled his brow. Looking with a parental smile on the cheerful youth, he said to him — " Speak, then, my child, for thy joy shall be mine ; the happiness of others makes us forget our own sorrows ; thy words will come like sunshine breaking through the gloom of my heart. Alas ! this day has sad reminiscences for me. It is the anniversary of a series of misfortunes which deprived me of my wife and my children." He paused for a moment, and raising his eyes, dimmed with the filling tears, towards heaven, exclaimed : "But it was the will of Him who reigns above ; He gave, and He took away : blessed be His holy name ! " The young captain was astonished. It was the first time his old general prayed to the true God before him. A thousand thoughts rushed into his mind ; he knew not whether ho should first declare that he too was a Chris- tian, or relate the discovery of his brother. He loved the old man as a father, and his softened heart melted ^m^tt TBB ROMAIT OENEttAl. di Br and . The ler dis- . The er. recogni- general hey had iing at a , and he ft he had old man of gloom lie on the ftine ; the sorrows ; ough the niscences sfortunes I, dimmed 5d: "But rave, and the first kfore him. [knew not a Chris- [e loved rt meltepminus castitatem meam. —Ih. -'»' THE ROMAN GENERAL. 90 his arms, but, overcome by emotion, fell to the ground, crying out, "I am Theopista!"* The weakened frame of Theopista could not bear the shock of the sudden discovery. When motion returned, she was still delirious, and seemed like one who saw a beautiful dream passing before her. At times her reason returned, and she would ask, " Is it truel Does the evil spirit create phantasms to deceive me 1 Oh ; how good is God ! " Another hour, and the little tent of Placidus was the scene of joy seldom felt on this side of the grave. Four widowed and bleeding hearts were healed ; the husband and the spouse, the parents and the children, after years of separation and trial, were thrown together and recog- nised in the space of a few hours. Almighty God had never abandoned them for a moment from the time He decreed the vicissitudes which were to try them ; finding them faithful. He knew how to reward. The flood of joy which He pours on the faithful hearts of His servants is but as a stray rivulet of the mighty stream of inefiable delight that inundates the souls of the beatified. If Christians would remember that God watches with a spe- cial providence over the afSicted — that the troubles and trials of life are often directly sent by Him — how many a pang would lose its sting, how many a bitter loss and disappointment would become, not only supportable, but the source of interior peace ! The troubled soul humbly kneeling before the crucifix is thei type of the true Chris- tian. If the strange history of Placidus should fall into the hands of any one in trouble, let him, like that brave * Et surgens ruit in amplexus, etc m THE MAHTYR8 OF THE COLISEUM. and generous soul, await the dispositions of Providence without bla8phemy,suppre8sing even a reproachful thought towards God, and every murmur of impatience ; as sure as the hour of trial and affliction is long and dark, so shall the hour of reward come quickly, brilliantly, and unclouded. Greater joy than the soul can long bear in its earthly tenement is prepared by God for this happy family. Their union here is to last but for a few weeks. When the camp was struck, and the army on the march to Rome Placidus knew, by inspiration, that he was going to the last and most severe struggle which God had in store for him — ^his triumph in death over self, the world, and the powers of darkness. He gave all his time to prayer and the instruction of his sons in the sublime morality and doctrine of the Christian faith. He asked a favour from God, which was granted — that as He had deigned, in his mercy, to bring him again to the embraces of his family, the happiness of their union might never again be clouded by separation ; that if the testimony of his blood were demanded for the defence of the faith and theglory of the Church, his spouse and children might partake in the same last crowning favour of the Divine mercy. Whilst the legions are on their march from the East, let us go before them to the great capital, and prepare our readers for scenes that are about to follow. The beautiful and touching history of the noble Roman general is to have a tragic teri^ination — one of the brightest in the pages of the Church, but one of the darkest in the long annals of pagan ingratitude and cruelty. TUB ROMAN GENERAL, «r The weak and superstitious Adrian was sitting on the throne of the Caesars. He was a man of little ability, but of a low, deceitful and cruel disposition. He was capable of all the horrors which disgraced the reigns of some of his predecessors ; but the public opinion was sick of whole- sale bloodshed, and the awful deaths that closed the in- famous career of those tyrants made the worthless Adrian tremble, and checked the brutal propensities of his impious heart. He was disposed to put in force the laws of persecution against the Christians, and stain again the great centres of public execution with the blood of hun- dreds of innocent subjects ; but the example of his pre- decessor seemed to be his guiding star. Under Trajan the Empire was prosperous, and the enemies of the East were conquered, and new provinces were added to its boundaries ; yet, in his hypocritical policy of conciliation, men of note among the Christians were publicly executed ; their blood was intended to be the pledge of his piety to the demons of public worship. In the first part of his reign, he placed a superstitious confidence in the gods ; and the highest exercise of pagan piety was the condem- nation of the contemners of those gods. These of neces- sity were the Christians; but fear, imbecility, and a ridiculous piety seemed to clash in his character, and, like negatives, destroyed each other. The consequence was, that the Christians in his reign enjoyed a tolerable peace. Yet martyrdoms occasionally took place. St. Symph- orosa suffered under Adrian ; and herself and seven children commemorate in ecclesiastical history the com-, pletion of his immense villa near Tivoli: the ivy-clad M TUB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. walls of iti surviving ruins are now the favourite stop- ping-place for excursionists to the ancient Tibur. Amongst others, we find on the list of martyrs during this reign the lervant-girl of the celebrated Tertullian, named Mary ; SS. Alexander and Sixtus, Popes ; St. Denis the Areo- pagite, and many more, of whom not the least remarkable was the hero of our present notice, and his family. All agree that the persecution of this time was irregular, and depended in a great measure on the fickle, impetuous, and cruel disposition of the Emperor. It was never during his reign completely extinct, but, like living embers occasionally burst into a flame, and then died away again. Adrian had a great taste for architecture, and the re- pose which the Empire enjoyed during his reign allowed him to turn his attention to this favourite pursuit. Some of the most wonderful ruins of antiquity, which have withstood the shock of centuries, bear the stamp of his pride and prodigality. The Tiber, the Danube, the Bhine, and the Tyne in England still bear on their banks the mouldering ruins of bridges and tombs, castles and fortifications, which look down on the mighty rivers that flow as regularly and majestically as time itself, ever young in the vitality of nature. Of all the Roman Em- perors, the name of Adrian is the most familiar to the pilgrim who visits the Eternal City. The stranger, after arriving in Rome, on his way to the Church of St. Peter, the greatest wonder of modern art, crosses the bridge and passes under the Castle of St. Angelo ; these are the two first monuments of antiquity which catch his eye — they are the works of Adrian. Centuries of war and devas- tation, and the rains and storms of nearly seventeen hun- THE ROMAN QKNEMAL, M and the re- ign allowed suit. Some vbich have itamp of his )anube, the their banks , castles and y rivers that itself, ever Boman Em- miliar to the ranger, after of St. Peter, le bridge and ) are the two lis eye— they ^r and devas- jventeen hun- dred winters, have shorn the mighty mausoleum of its ornaments, but its massive, indestructible walls still serve as a fortress, a prison, and a castle, and, like a rock of nature, it looks down on passing generations : for cen- turies yet to come it will stand on the banks of the Tiber as a landmark by the stream of time I " Turn to the mole which Adrian reared on high, Imperial mtmlo of uld Egypt's pllei, Oolumal oopytat of deformity ; WhoM travelled phanta«y from the far Nile's Enormous model doomed the artUt'a toili To build for giants, and for his vain earth, His shrunken ashes, raise this dome I How imllei The gazer's eye with philosophic mirth. To view the huge design that sprung from such a birth ! " — CHILD! HAROIiIi. Over the venerable pile now stands the rainbow of the modern covenant — the angel of God sheathing the fiery sword of justice. It was erected to commemorate a vision given to one of the greatest of the Popes — a meet symbol of the most remarkable epoch of Roman history, portray- ing not only the termination of a momentary scourge, but the close of the bloody days of persecution, and the commencement of the peaceful reign of the Pontificate for the universal benefit of mankind. At the time we write, the sun of Rome's golden age had passed the meridian, and was in the second or third hour of its decline. Yet the splendour and magnificence of the city was beyond description. The tract of level ground that expanded like an arena from the Capitol, Quirinal, and Pincian Hills to the Tiber, was adorned in its entire extent with theatres, hippodromes, places for various warlike spectacles and games, with temples, sur- rounded with groves of evergreens, and interwoven one 100 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. •' i- I fm , y,.,., . with the other by shady walks and velvet lawns ; while monuments and trophies of snowy whiteness and of every order lined the river side to the water's edge. The his- tory of the city's triu'-^phs, written in marble and traver- tine, from the column of Duilius, down to the magnificent column which had just been finished in memory of the deceased Emperor Trajan, presented a scene so fascinat- ing, that Strabo, in his description, says it was almost impossible to tear one's eyes from beholding it. But towering above all, like an alp of marble, rose the mau- soleum or tomb of Augustus Caesar, where the arms of the Julian family and of many Emperors were placed. When any of them were to be deified or added to the number of the gods (a ceremony which Adrian performed for Trajan), his body was carried with great pomp and ceremony on a couch of gold, and placed on the summit of a pile of odoriferous wood ; as the flame began to as- cend towards the corpse, an eagle, fastened there for the purpose, was permitted to take wing, that it might be re- gavded'by the applauding thousands as the genius or "mens divinior" of the Emperor soaring aloft to the Mkies. Whilst we smile with the sarcasm of philosophy and the knowledge of faith, we are struck with the poetry and skill of the benighted past. A triumph was accorded to Trajan for his many vic- tories. He was a warlike man, and went himself at the head of his legions to the field of battle. It was on his way to Armenia he condemned the holy Bishop of Antioch; and his choice of Placidus to conduct the legions to the Syrian frontier was because he was threatened with revo- lution in the more important territory of Parthia. He had, therefore, resolved, in case war was declared, to go ,'^**. THE ROMAN OENEBAL. 101 while I every he his- traver- nificent r of the ascinat- , almost Lt. But ihe mau- arma of ) placed. 3d to the lerformed )oinp and lc summit [gan to as- Ire for the Lghthere- Igenius or ,t't to the [hilosophy ;he poetry himself in person to subdue the enemies of this part ot the Empire. It happened as he had anticipated, and he went on the expedition, but he never returned to Rome. He died during the campaign. Nevertheless, a triumph was decreed to him ; and Adrian, who was one of his commanding officers, being declared by the soldiers his successor, wrote to the Senate to intimate that he would in his own person represent the deceased conqueror. A triumph was the highest ambition of the Romans ; it was the next thing to divine honour, and outshone in splendour all other spectacles of the city. According to the legal usage, no general was entitled to this honour who had not slain five thousand enemies of the republic in one battle, and by that victory enlarged its territory. But whoever had the fortune to have it decreed to him, advanced with the first dawn from the Vatican fields at the head of his companions in-arms to the triumphal gate. Here, after a slight repast, he was invested with the tri- umphal robes ; the accustomed rites to the deities sta- tioned at the gate were performed, and then the procession moved along the Via Triumphalis, the streets, ranged with altars smoking with incense, being thickly strewn with flowers. In the beautiful work of Dr. Miley on " Rome under Paganism and the Popes," there is a description of the procession of the triumph. There are items in the for- mality of the ceremony to which we must allude. ** First went musicians of various kinds, singing and playing triumphal songs ; next were led the oxen to be sacrificed, having their horns gilt, and their heads adorned with fillets and garlands ; then in carriages were brought the spoils taken from the enemy — Ptatues, pic- m ■ ' I' ; ' -It; 102 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. tures, plate, armour, gold and silver and brass, also golden crowns and other gifts sent by the allied and tributary states. The titles of the vanquished nations were in- scribed on wooden frames, on which were borne the images or representations of the conquered countries and cities. The captive leaders and princes followed in chains, with their children, kindred and courtiers ; after these captives came the lictors or executioners (having their hatchets or fasces wreathed with laurel), followed by a great com- pany of musicians and dancers, dressed like satyrs, and crowned with wreaths of gold. In the midst of them was a clown clothed in female garb, whose business it was with looks and gestures to insult the vanquished. Next followed a long train of persons carrying perfumes. Then came the conqueror, dressed in purple and gold, and a crown of laurel on his head, and a branch of laurel in his right hand, and in his left an ivory sceptre with an eagle on the top. His face was painted with vermilion, in like manner as the statue of Jupiter on festival days, and a golden ball was suspended from his neck, with some amu- let in it or magical preservative against envy. His chariot, in which he stood erect, glittered with gold and was adorned with ivory ; and from the time probably of the Tarquins, certainly of Camillus, was usually drawn by four white horses, and sometimes by elephants or other singular wild animals. He was attended by his relations, clientage, and a vast concourse of citizens, all in white togas. His children used to ride in the chariot along with him ; arid that he might not be too much elated, a slave, carrying a golden crown sparkling with gems, crouched behind him, frequently whispering in his ear, * Remember thou art a man.' His chariot was followed by the con- THE ROMAN GENERAL. 103 suls and senators on foot ; his legati and military tribunes or staff-officers commonly rode by his side. The victori- ous army, horse and foot, came last, in martial array, crowned with laurel, and decorated with the gifts they had received for their valour, and chanting their own praises and those of the general, whom they sometimes assailed with railleries. Shouts of * lo triumphe * fre- quently bursting from the warrior ranks, and chorused by myriads of the Boman people, re-echoed along the Tiber's banks among the valleys of the seven hills, and seemed to shake the rock-built Capitol itself. " Arrived at the Forum, and before his chariot began to climb the hill of triumphs, through the crowded temples that rose along its acclivities, the conqueror ordered the captive kings and chieftains of the vanquished nations to be led away by the executioners and put to death in the Gemoniumf the horrid dungeon of the Mamertine prison, which was at the foot of the Capitol to the right. " On reaching the Temple of Jupiter, it was the usage for him to wait till informed by the appointed officers that his sanguinary orders had been complied with ; and then, having offered incense to Jupiter and other gods for his successes, he commanded the victims, which were always white, from the pastures of Clitumnus, to be sacrificed, and deposited his golden diadem in the lap of Jove, to whom he also dedicated a great portion of the spoils."* The games and rejoicings of a triumph continued for some weeks. They were celebrated in the circus and amphitheatre, games which partook more of the character 11 t- Miley, " Eome under Paganism and the Popes," vol. ii, chap. 3. 104 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I -i of a scourge than of an amusement, consisting of whole- sale immolations of human and animal victims. The expenditure of the public money on those occasions was enormous : nothing was spared which ingenuity or skill could suggest. After the popular excitement had sub- sided, and the pantomime of adulation had sufficiently deified the conqueror, some stupendous arch or column was erected to commemorate through future generations the merits of the hero, and the triumph of the Roman arms. Some of these monuments of triumph are still standing amidst the ruins of Rome, and are undoubtedly the best records we have of the magnificence of the ancient city. Adrian entered Rome in the borrowed glory of the deceased Emperor; the shouts of triumph resounded through the city; he deified Trajan from the tomb of Augustus, and sent the eagle of bis spirit to the liberty of the skies ; he dedicated the superb column erected to the conqueror, and the arena of the Coliseum was once more reeking with the blood of gladiators and victims. During these games more than two hundred lions were slaughtered, and an immense number of captives and slaves were put to death. It was one evening during these celebrations, that word was brought to the city that the army of Placidus had arrived, and was already on the Appian Way. A new impulse was given to the rejoicings, and a new triumph and procession were prepared for the victorious army. There is nothing so calculated to excite a people's en- thusiasm as the return of its armies from a triumphant campaign. Those who remember the day on which the heroes of the Crimea landed on the shores of England THE ROMAN GENERAL. 105 can well picture the veteran armies of Borne entering the capital in triumph. According to custom the Emperor went out to meet the general, and embraced him.* As the evening was far advanced, and the sun was already sinking beneath the blue Mediterranean, the Emperor gave orders that the army should encamp outside the walls for the night, in order to enter the city in triumph next morning. Flacidus and his family returned with the Emperor to the Palatine, and were entertained at a sumptuous banquet. He gave the Emperor the history of his campaign, and spoke until a late hour of his battles, his conquests, the bravery of his two sons, and the ex- traordinary discovery of his wife and family, t Loud, shrill and cheerful were the trumpet blasts that roused the sleeping army on the following morning. The cup of joy for these poor creatures was full to the brim. They knew of no greater reward for years of hardship and trial, for the scars and wounds which dis- abled them for life, than the shouts of a brutal and bar- barous mob, who hailed them along the road of triumph. As they poured in through the gates, each of them received a laurel crown, whose freshness and beauty con- trasted deeply with the sunburnt features and tattered garments of the veterans. Ilound their necks and about their persons they carried a profusion of tinsel trinkets, which they took from the conquered people as ornaments for their wives and children. There were waggons drawn by oxen laden with spoils, that made the massive pavements of the Appian Way creak ; armour, gold and * Beverso ergo Eustachio occurrit ei imperator ut mos est Bomanis et victorisB festivitates celebravit. — Ih. f ProUxius extendit convivium etc. — Ih. No. 20. •■ I fill |i i: B ' '•'i hill' 106 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. brass ornaments, i/i^ild animals in cages, and everjrthing that could show the habits and manners of the conquered people. The general, together with his wife and two sons, was in a gilt chariot, drawn by four white horses, in the rear of his army. None of the pride and flush of drunken joy that characterised the pagan conqueror was to be seen in the meek countenance of Placidus. All this rejoicing and gorgeous display was to him and his Christian family the funeral pomp that led them to their tomb. The king who, on his death-bed, had himself invested with his crown and royal robes to meet death as a monarch, was a picture of Placidus led in triumph to martyrdom — a tale of the emptiness and instability of human greatness, often told in the vicissitudes of history 1 He was silent and collected; not even the deafening peals of applause from crowds of idle spectatoris, who made his name ring through the palaces and tombs that bend over the streets from the Capena gate to the Forum, induced him to look up with the smile of joyful appro- bation. He was well aware that in a few moments his belief in Christianity would be declared, for he could not sacrifice to the gods. Whilst the procession was moving along, a murmur passed through the crowd. They asked one another where were the victims? — ^where the captive chiefs? — where the slaves usually dragged at the chariot wheels of the conqueror? — ^where the wailing matrons and daughters of the conquered race to sound the mourn- ful music of triumph ? Arrived at the Forum, the pro- cession halted as usual, and the executioners and keepers of the Mamertine prison looked in vain for their victims ; it was the first time in the annals of triumph that their THE ROMAN GENERAL, 107 axes had not been steeped in the blood of heroes, whose only crime was that they fought bravely for their homes and their countries. They knew nothing of the sublime morality that can forgive an enemy. Placidus pardoned the moment he had co;iquered, and instead of dragging helpless victims from their country and family, to be immolated to the demons of Rome, he left his name in the traces of his march in love and benediction. But now the procession arrived at the entrance to the Temple of Jupiter. The priests were waiting in their robes, and snow-white oxen, with gilded horns and crowns of flowers, were held by the altar. Immense faggots were blazing in the heart of the temple to con- sume the victims, and fragrant incense was burning in golden vessels. Placidus and his family descended from their chariot and stepped on one side ; they refused to enter ; they would not sacrifice. If an earthquake had shaken the temple to its foundations, or a sudden eclipse had darkened the sun, there could not have been given a greater shock or surprise to the assembled thousands. The news ran like fire in a train of powder through the vast crowd. A deep heavy murmur, like the swell of the troubled deep breaking on its boundaries, rose from the multi- tudes in the Forum. Indignation and fury were the passions that swayed the mob. The demon of paganism reigned in their hearts ; pity, justice and liberty were virtues unknown. From shouts of applause with which they hailed Placidus as the conqueror, the glory of the Empire, and the beloved of the martial god, they now hooted him with groans and hisses ; and loudly from the gilded temples of the Capitol were echoed the terrible u 108 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. . uff^j ; 'i \ > I i]!'-V cries of " Death to the Christians ! " — " Away with the Christians 1 " But the hour of another and grander triumph had come for our hero. Let us hurry through the dark picture of cruelty and ingratitude that closed his career on this side of the grave, to usher in the triumph that was to last for ever. The noble general and his family were brought before the Emperor. Was Adrian glad to have Placidus brought before him as a criminal ? Doubtless he looked with a jealous eye on the glory, popularity and real triumph of one who, a few months before, was his equal as a com- mander of the army, and his acknowledged superior in skill and attainments, whilst his own triumph was but a mockery — the borrowed plumes of a deceased hero, whose panegyric he reluctantly preached from the chariot of triumph. Moreover, weak-minded and servile, he must have rejoiced in an opportunity of pandering to the depraved taste of a cruel and brutal mob, who were accustomed to look on all authority as usurpation and oppression, and who hated Christianity with satanic virulence. Like Trajan, he determined to prove his piety towards the gods by the public execution of the greatest man in the Empire. He received the old chief in the Temple of Apollo, and, in a prepared speech, pre- tended what he never felt — sympathy for his folly. When asked by the haughty Adrian why he would not sacrifice to the gods, Placidus answered, bravely and fearlessly, << I am a Christian, and adore only the true God." ** Whence comes this infatuation ? " asked the Emperor, quickly. " Why lose all the glory of the triumph, and bring thy grey hairs to shame ? Dost thou not know that I have power to put thee to a miserable death V THE ROMAN GENERAL, 109 Placidus meekly replied : " My body is in your power> but my soul belongs to Him who created it. Never shall I forget the mercy He has shown me in calling me to the knowledge of Himself, and I rejoice to be able to suffer for Him. You may command me to lead your legions against the enemies of the £mpire, but never will I oifer sacrifice to any other god than the One great and power- ful God who created all things, stretched out the heavens in their glory, decked the earth in its beauty, and created man to serve Him ; He alone is worthy of sacrifice ; all other gods are but demons who deceive men." So also answered his wife and two sons. They ban- tered the Emperor himself for his folly in worshipping senseless pieces of marble and wood. In vain did Adrian try promises and threats, and all the silly arguments which were used in the defence of paganism. The faith- ful family were inflexible ; the eloquence of Placidus was simple, but powerful and earnest ; and the palpable de- feat of Adrian in his attempt to reason with one gifted with the eloquence promised to those dragged before earthly tribunals, roused his pride and his cruelty, and the desire of revenge. The Coliseum stood but a few paces from them ; the games were going on ; the criminals and slaves of the Empire were the daily victims of its amusements. The condemnation of Placidus would be a stroke of policy to enhance the prosperity of his reign ; it was the fullest gratification of the cruel passions of jealousy and revenge which the demon had stirred up in his heart ; he ordered the Christian general and his family to be exposed to the wild beasts in the amphitheatre. There is a convent of the Sisters of the Visitation now erected on the spot where this interview took place, and 1^' !. ( ■ no Tll£ MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. 1 'ViMi'VSf '' '^ l^H^VVIx 1 '1% M -M-i If ■ f '•it Iri 1 I ifi ' tm :tii(f,1 they sing in their office the beautiful and prophetic psalm of David, " Quare fremuerunt gentts" Ac. — " Why have the Gentiles raged, and the people devised vain things ) The kings of the earth stood up, and the princes met together against the Lord and against His Chiist : Let us break their bonds asunder, and let us cast away their yoke from us. He that dwelleth in heaven shall laugh at them, and the Lord shall deride them " (Ps. ii.). How sublime the idea suggested by the matin-song of the poor sisters, gliding over the silent and ivy-clad ruins of the fallen palace of the Caesars, whence came the direful per- secutions of the Church, and all that the powers of dark- ness, impersonated in the impious Csesars of Rome, could do to destroy Christianity in its infancy ! It is probable that Placidus and his family passed that night in the dark and fetid prison of the Mamertine. This was a cell cut out of the solid rock at the foot of the Capitol. It consisted of two chambers, one over the other, which could only be entered by apertures in the ceiling (recently a commodious flight of stairs has been erected). The lower and most gloomy of these chambers was destined for persons condemned to death. These prisons have been in existence for nearly three thousand years, and with the cloaccB, or great sewers of the city, are the most perfect mouiiments of the kingly period. In classical literature the prisons are mentioned as the Gemonivm or TuUian Keep. The historian Sallust, who flourished about fifty years before Christ, speaking of Cataline, writes thus : " In the prison called the TuUian, there is a place about ten feet deep, when you have descended a little to the left. It is surrounded on the sides by walls, and is closed above by a vaulted roof of TIJE ROMAN GENERAL, 111 stone. The appearance of it, from the filth, the darkness, and the smell, is terrific." Nothing can be imagined more horrible or gloomy than this dungeon in the days of its terrors. The light of the sun had never entered its dark recess, and its stench and filth generated a poison fatal to the human frame. Here Jugurtha was starved to death; here Vercingetorix, a Gaulish leader, was mur- dered by order of Julius Gffisar ; and the companions of Oataline were strangled by order of Cicero. Here the wretched Sejanus, the favourite of Tiberius, met a merited death ; and here, too, a Jewish leader, named Joras, was put to death by order of Vespasian. But it is far more remarkable in the annals of the Church for its martyrs and Christian heroes than for its antiquity or political history. It was in this dreary abode that the Apostle St. Peter passed nine months, and converted his gaolers. Processus and Martinianus, and forty-seven others. To this day is shown the column to which the Apostle was bound, and the spring of water that is said by a pious tradition to have miraculously sprung up through the rock that he might baptize those whom he converted. It is a strange fact that the chair or throne of Pius IX. at the Vatican Council was erected over the altar of the martyrs Processus and Martinianus, who, eighteen hun- dred and six years ago, led to the dark prisons of the Mamertine the first King of th'^ imperishable dynasty of the Papacy. Many holy confessors and martyrs have consecrated these prisons by their prayers, their tears, and their miracles ; and there are few spots in Rome so rich in the sacred treasures of the past, more holy, or more attractive, than the Mamertine. It was reserved in a special manner for state-prisoners and persons of distinc* *!? 11 t^ sir J! Ytfi it [ ■ MJ lid > I nil mu-'t 111 THE MARTYHa OP THE COLISEUM. tion, and hence, although the Acts of the Saint do not mention it, we have every reason to presume that Placidus and his family passed the night before their martyrdom in this horrible dungeon. But faith and the consolations of prayer can cast light into the darkest prisons ; no external darkness or material affliction can blight the joy of the faithful soul> Next morning, the 20th of September, A.D. 120, the people were hastening in tens of thousands to the Coli- seum. They knew what had taken place; they had heard of the condemnation by the Emperor, and surprise and indignation at the discovery that the general belonged to the hated sect of Christians seemed to be expressed in the frown on their darkened features. Had he been an assassin, or a highway robber, or a political prisoner, who had plotted the ruin of the Empire, pity would have been murmured on every lip, a reprieve would have been called for, and the mob would have saved him ; but deep and bitter must ever be the animosity of the demons who revel in the spirit of error and wage war against the truth. A marvellous and intense hatred of the Catholic Church has ever been the characteristic feature of unbe- lief, from paganism down to every shade o' modern Protestantism; the intensity of that hostility may be measured in proportion to the total or partial rejection of revelation. No nation could be sunk more deeply in idolatry, sen- suality and vice than the great Empire whose capital has been considered the Babylon of impiety spoken of in * The author of this work has in preparation the history of the Mameriine prison and its martyrs. It is the oldest monument of ancient Borne and is deeply interesting in its sacred reminiscenses. I. ['' TUB ROMAN GENERAL, 118 i< the Apocalypse. "Our vrrestling," says St. Paul, "is not against flesh and bloody but against principalities and powers, against the rulers of the world of this darkness, against the spirits of wickedness in the high places" (Eph. vi. 12). It was not in an amphitheatre stained with the blood of wild beasts and gladiators, and filled with an excited and unfeeling crowd, that the voice of pity or reason could be heard ; the impatient clamours of the multitude denounced the Christians as the enemies of the gods and men, and the public condemnation of the Christian general had already rung loudly and repeatedly through the benches of the Coliseum. The coming of the Emperor was announced, the buzz of conversation was hushed, and all eyes were turned towards the entrance on the side of the Esquiline, which was specially reserved for the royal cortege. As soon as he entered the amphi- theatre, all rose ; the lictors lowered their fasces, and the senators and vestals bowed profoundly. Shouts of " great" "imm(n'tal" "divine" resounded from every seat. The crowd of spectators was nothing more than an assembly of miscreant slaves, who trembled at the beck of their rulers. Although the spectators of the Coliseum fre- quently hated the Emperor as an oppressor and a tyrant, yet, in the wild frenzy of fear, they cried out with lying tongues that he alone was great and powerful. He car- ried a sceptre of ivory, surmounted with a golden eagle, and a slave followed, bearing over his head a crown of solid gold and precious stones. As soon as he was seated, the shrill blast of a trumpet called for silence and the commencement of the games. After the procession of the unfortunate wretches who were to take part in the cruel sport of that day's programme and the sham fight H i| * 11 T 114 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. i V,. ( 4 I of the gladiators, it was usual to commence with sports of agility and skill, but on this day the order was changed. The crowd called for the condemnation of the Christians, and the Emperor gave the order that Placidus and his family be exposed to the wild beasts. They were led into the arena in chains. They were silent and rapt in prayer. The editor of the games asked them again to sacrifice to the gods , they refused. The keepers were told to let in some wild beasts to devour them. A deathlike stillness reigned around. Every one was struck with their fortitude ; no screams of terror, no trembling, no supplications for mercy, no heart-rending and frantic farewells ; all was calm and tranquil ; they awaited on bended knees with majestic resignation their awful doom. The iron doors of the subterranean keeps grated on their hinges ; two lions and four bears rushed into the arena. They would not touch the martyrs but gambolled around them ; one of the lions endeavoured to get his head under the foot of Placidus"* ; the saint permitted it, and a more beautiful or thrilling sight was never seen in the arena of the Coliseum. The king of the forest vol- untarily put himself under the foot of the unarmed old man, and crouched down as if with fear and reverence. ^* Goad the animals ! " shouted the enraged Emperor to the keepers. " Goad them on ! ** " Make them devour ! " rang from every tier, from the senators, the vestals, and the maddened populace of the upper circles ; but the animals turned on their keepers, and drove them from ihe arena. Other animals were called for, but they only * Accurrens vero leo et stans prope Beatos et submittens caput, etc. THB ROMAN GENERAL 118 th sports changed, iristians, s and bis 'hey were mes aslf ed ed. The to devour Every one ' terror, no irt-rending quil ; they nation their ,nean keeps ears rushed gambolled to get bis permitted it, iver seen in forest vol- ^narmed old reverence. Emperor to devour';" Ivestals, and 5S ; but the them from it they only litteM caput, served to enhance the scene of triumph, and respectfully licked the feet of their intended victims. He who made use of an animal to bring Placidus to the light of faith, and afterwards to be the instruments of his trial and his sorrow, now made them declare His love and protection over His servants. The indignation and shame of the pagan Emperor was roused to the highest pitch; his impotent rage and natural cruelty broke forth, and to gratify his brutal passion, he commanded the martyrs to be placed in the bronze bull, and to be consumed by a slow fire. This was a horrible instrument of torture and execution used for the persecution of the Christians. It was made in the shape of a bull, and could hold several persons at the same time in its hollow womb ; when fire was applied beneath, it became an oven, and it is not difficult to ima- gine the excruciating torture a slow fire must have caused to its living victims. We find from several au- thorities that this drerdful instrument of execution was in use both before and long after the time of Adrian, and thus many martyrs were put to death. In this way Placidus and bis family received their crown. Almighty God wished to show it was His will, and not the commands of the Emperor, or the instru- ments of torture that deprived his servants of life, by performing a great miracle. After three days the bodies of the Saints were taken out in the presence of the Em- peror ; no trace of fire was to be seen upon them ; they exhaled a beautiful odour, and seemed to be lying in a sweet sleep. Their relics were laid on the ground for several days, and the whole city rushed to see the won- !' ill ir 1^- W no THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. .:fi.: : t'$\ der.* As Almighty God does nothing in vain, many were converted by this miracle, and became fervent Christians. The bodies of the glorious martyrs were stolen by the Christians, and were afterwards buried, together with the brazen bull in which they suffered, on the spot where their martyrdom took place. A beautiful church sprung up in the very earliest ages of Christianity over the shrine of Eustachius and his family. That divine institution which spreads its maternal wings over every sacred de- posit ieft in her bosom has preserved with scrupulous care the shrines and relics of the heroes of the past. In the very heart of modern Kome there now stands a favourite church, which has been rebuilt and repaired several times during the last fifteen hundred years, and still commemorates the name and preserves the relics of the brave and virtuous Placidus. In the same urn lie the hallowed remains of his faithful spouse and child- ren, awaiting the trumpet call of the angel of the last day. The Bollandists enter into a long and learned discus- sion concerning the authenticity of the Acts of Eustachius, which they give in the original Greek version. Although in the above narrative we have endeavoured to avoid the monotony of isolated facts, and have cast around the romantic history of this great Saint an imaginary dress, yet we have si\bstantially adhered to the facts given in the Acts. The obscurity and doubt which the lapse of seven- teen centuries, and the extraordinary character of the * Post tres autem dies venit impiissimus imperator in locum et prsecepit aperiri sercam machinam ut videret quid factum esset de reliquiis Sanctorum, et videntes corpora eorum putaverunt eo3 ad hue vivere et ejicientes posuerunt eos super terram. —Acts, lb. THE ROMAN GENERAL. 117 i'acts recorde(2, must necessarily make us hesitate to die- clare this strange story an incontestable fact. Yet it seems to stand the test of the strictest examination. Some of the oldest and most remarkable martyrologies mention his extraordinary conversion through a stag, and his martjrrdom in the brazen bull. St. John Damas- cene quotes the history of Eustachius in a sermon he preached in A.D. 734. Tradition points out the very spot in the Apennines where this extraordinary vision took place. A small chapel was built there in tlie fourth century, supposed to have been erected by the order of Jonstantine, whose first care, after his conversion and triumph, was to dedicate and preserve the shrines of the early Church. A rude mosaic of the fourth century, re- presenting a stag, with a figure between its horns, and other events in the life of Eustachius, was removed from this little church, and is still preserved in the Kircherian Collection. The learned and- trustworthy Baronius, after a close examination of the Acts, can only use these words : — " Putamus tamen eis multa superaddita esse," An. 120 — (" We think, however, many things have been added to them"). The authors of the BoUandist, however, seem to lean to their probability. It is useless and absurd to ask why Almighty God used these extraordinary means for the conversion of Placidus. There are enigmas in the dispensations of the divine fa- vours that can be solved only by the illumined intelligence of the beatified vision. You may as well ask why St. Paul was converted on the road to Damascus and not in the city, and why made a vescel of election before so many others more deserving? Why did our Blessed Lord perform one of His greatest miracles with clay 118 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ■J .':' m moistened with spittle ? Why did he make a poor, sim- ple fisherman the head of his Church % There are things written in the sacred records of revelation more extraor- dinary than anything in the above narrative. Around us, in every moment of our existence, and in every por- tion of the Church of God, there are supernatural inter- positions of mercy and love — miracles if you wish to call them — that no human intelligence can understand. It is the height of pride, and the first mark of infidelity, to scoff at the works of God because they appear strange. Who shall set limits to the power or the love of God % He who has not the humility and simplicity of faith. Although we are not bound under the pain of anathema to accept all that is recorded in the lives of the Saints, yet we are not prepared to say that they are nothing but romances and idle tales. But some of them are, you will add. It may be so, but it is difficult to name them. The moment you come to examine any one of those strange lives that the Church has put under the seal of her re- commendation, you are driven back with a storm of proofs and authority that make you ashamed of your doubt. We have tried it, and we speak from experience ; there is no fair and honest student of history who will not acknowledge the same. But there are many ignorant and conceited persons in the world, who look at everything through the coloured glasses of prejudice ; all that is strange, consoling, or terrific in the sacred annals of the past are to them but glimpses from the regions of fancy, and are condemned with the smile of sarcasm ; their faith, their past, and their future, is nought but tinsel, shadow and unreality.* * We can scarcely give the reader a better proof of the authenti- city of these Acts than by referring him to the sanction given to them THE HOMAN GENERAL. 119 by the Church ; for in the oldest editions of the Koman Breviary, the lessons for the feast of the 20th of September give this strange tale in an abbreviated form. We will quote the Latin text, that the reader may see the main facts of this tale are perfectly histori- cal : — " Eustachius, qui et Placidus, genere, opibus et militari gloria inter Rumanos insignis, sub Trajano Imperatore magistri militum titulum meruit ; cum vero sese aliquando in venatione exerceret, ac fugientem mirse magnitudinis cervum insequeretur, vidit repente inter consistentis ferse cornuai excelsam atque fulgentem Christi Do- mini e cruce pendentis imaginem, cujus voce ad immortalis vitse praedum invitatus, una cum uxore Theopista, ac duobus parvulis filiis, Agapito et Theopisto, Christian» militise nomen dedit. '* Mox ad visionis pristinse locum, sicut ei Dominus prseceperat, regressus, ilium prsenuntiantem audi v it quanti sibi deinceps pro ejus gloria perferenda essent. Quo circa incredibiles calamitates inira patientia perpessus, brevi in summam egestatem redactus est. Cum- que clam se subducere cogeretur, in itinere conjugem primum, delude etiam liberos, sibi miserabiliter ereptos ingemuit. Tantis obvolutus iei-umnis in regione longinqua vilicum agens longo tempore dilituit ; donee coelesti voce recreatus ac nova occasione a Trajano conquisi- tus iterum bello prseficitur. " Ilia in expeditione, liberis simul cum uxore insperato receptis, victor Urbem ingenti omnium gratulatione ingreditur. Sed paulo post inanibus diis pro parta victoria sacrificare jussus, constantissime renuit. Cumque variis artibus ad Christi fidem ejurandam frustra tentaretur una cum uxore et liberis lejnibus objicitur. Ilorum mansuetudine concitatus, imperator sereum in taurum subjectis flam- mis candentem eos immitti jubet, ubi divinis in laudibus consum- mato martyrio, duodecimo Kalendas Octobris ad sempiternam fell- citatem convolarunt. Quorum illsesa corpora religiose a fidelibus sepulta, postmodum ad ecclesiam, eorum nomine erectam, honorifice translata sunt." i CHAPTER VIII. THE YOUNG BISHOP. 1. BOUT twenty years after the martyrdom of Placi- diis, and in the reign of the same Adrian, we have records of another extraordinary scene in the Coliseum. We have given the title of " young bishop" to our present notice, for our hero was but twenty years of age when he wore the mitre. He was a noble Roman youth of consular rank : he had a saintly mother, who was a convert of the great Apostle St. Paul, and after- wards suffered martyrdom with her son. He was called Eleutherius. Brought up under the care of his pious mother and the holy Pope Anaclete, he made rapid pro- gress in the science of the Saints. So great was his piety and innocence of life, that, at the age of sixteen, he was made a deacon ; at eighteen he was ordained priest, and was consecrated by the hands of the Pope himself for the see of Aquileia (Venice) at the age of twenty. The preaching and miracles of the youthful Bishop were reaping a fruitful harvest of souls, and his name was car- ried on the wings of fame to the ears of Adrian. The hypo^'-itical policy of the Emperor was to show his piety THE YOUNG BISHOP. 121 to the gods by persecuting the most noted amongst the Christians. Having heard of Eleutheiius on his return for the last time from the East, he sent one of his generals named Felix, with two hundred men, to seize the Bishop and bring him to Kome. When Felix arrived with his soldiers, he found £leutherius in his church, preaching to a great concourse of people. He drew up his soldiers in guard around the church, whilst he and a few of the most trusty entered to seize the Saint. No sooner had Felix entered the church than the grace of God entered his heart. He was struck with the solemnity of the scene. The silence and devotion of the Christians assembled in the temple of the Most High, the heavenly light that shone round the Bish >p, the unction and eloquence with which he spoke, made the pagan soldier stand riveted to the ground in awe and reverence. He waited till the ser- mon was over ; but instead of rushing on the defenceless servant of Christ to drag him to martyrdom, he was seen kneeling in the centre of the church, praying to the true God. The people were surprised, and the soldiers looked at each other in amazement. The first to rouse him from his thoughts was the Bishop, who touched him on the shoulder, and said to him : " Rise, Felix ; I know what brought thee hither : it is the will of God that I should go with thee to glorify His name." The general awoke, as if from a beautiful dream, and proclaimed his belief in the God of the Christians. On the journey to Rome, when they came up to a large river (probably the Po), they halted at a shady place on its banks. Eleutherius, whose heart burned with zeal and love, seized every opportunity of preaching the gos- pel and saving souls. Gathering the little band around 1 123 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. "5 i ^.'■^■ V him, he spoke at great length of the Christian faith. His fervour and eloquence not only convinced them, but drew tears from many of the rough and benighted soldiers who heard him; and, when he had ceased speaking, Felix cried out aloud : " I will not eat until I am baptized." The holy Bishop having further instructed him, baptized him and some of the soldiers before they left the banks of the river. When they arrived in Home, the Emperor ordered Eleutherius to be brought before him. He was led to one of the halls in the palace on the Palatine, where Adrian had his throne erected. When the martyr stood before him, Adrian was struck with his beauty and modesty ; a peculiar sweetness of countenance, blended with nobility and majesty, forced the pagan persecutors to look on the servant of Christ with a feeling almost amounting to re- verential awe. The Emperor was well aware that the father of Eleutherius had thrice borne the consular dignity under his own reign, and he saw in the victim before him every inducement to mercy and compassion that wealth, rank and talent could offer. He addressed him mildly at first, and seemed rather to conciliate and bribe him with the promise of his friendship and a position in the imperial palace ; but finding the noble youth immovable in his profession of Christianity, he gave vent to p!1 the rage that pride and the devil could raise in his soul. The Acts of the martyi' give a portion of the conversation that passed at this interview ; it is so beautiful and touch- ing we will translate it. ' " The Emperor said : * How is it that you, such an illustrious man, could give yourself to such a foolish superstition as to believe in a God who was crucified by raen 1 " THE YOUNG BISHOP. 128 ** Eleutherius was silent. Again the Emperor addressed him, and said, * Answer the question I ask you ; why do you give yourself to the slavery of superstition, and serve a man that is dead, and who died the miserable death of a criminal 1 ' " Eleutherius, looking up towards heaven, and making the sign of the cross, said : * True liberty is only to be found in the service of the Creator of heaven and earth.* " Adrian in a milder tone said : * Obey my commands, and I will give you a post of honour in my own palace.* " * Thy words,* said Eleutherius, * are poisoned with deceit and bitterness.*" {BoUandists, 18th April.) Adrian was enraged at this answer, and ordered the copper bed to be prepared for the servant of God. This was an instrument of torture greatly in use at this period of persecution. It may be better understood by calling it a large gridiron. It consisted of several cross bars of brass or copper, supported by feet about nine inches from the ground ; underneath was placed fire to consume the martyrs. It is a strange fact, however, that Almighty God permitted very few martyrs to meet death by this terrible instrument.* Eleutherius will not be its victim. It was ordained by the laws of Augustus, that the exe- cution of criminals and malefactors should be public, and that a crier should announce to the people the crimes which brought the ofiender to his miserable end. This law, which was wisely destined to deter others from the perpetration of similar crimes, was in practice m the time If M * The most illustrious martyr who won his crown in this way was St, Laurence, who suflfered in 261, under Valerian. The gridiron on which he suffered, which was made of iron, and not copper, is still preserved in the Church of St. Lorenzo in Lucina, in Borne. 1^ THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. \ i'^'il 1 ,1 ' of Adrian. Although it hecame arbitrary in its applica- tion under the rule of some of the tyrants who were per- mitted to disgrace the throne of Augustus, yet in the case of Christians it was enforced even beyond the limits of its requirements. Christianity was the greatest crime against the state ; a man might be accused of murder, conspiracy, or robbery, and he would escape with a light punishment, or be condemned to fight for his life with the gladiators in the Coliseum ; but it seems to have been only against Christians that all the horrors of pagan cruelty were directed. In consequence of this law, a crier was sent through the city to announce the sentence pronounced by the Emperor on the Bishop Eleutherius. An immense crowd assembled. The Acts say the whole people of Rome hastened to witness the execution.* The great God whom they knew not was inviting them to recognize His power, and serve Him instead of idols. When the fire was kindled, and was blazing furiously round the copper-bed, the martyr was stripped and lifted by the rough hands of the soldiers to his bed of torture. Never did the foot- sore pilgrim cast his wearied limbs in repose on the mossy bank with more ease and refreshment, than Eleutherius did on his bed of fire : the elements of nature are the creatures of God — ^they obey when He commands. After the lapse of an hour, during which he remained chained to the gridiron, unbumt, and without even a hair of his head being singed, he was liberated ; seizing the favour- able moment, he raised his voice and preached an eloquent sermon to the Bomans whom curiosity had gathered * *' Omnia populus Romanus cucurrit ad hoc spectaculum certa- minis." — BoUandists, 18th Ap. THE YOU NO BISHOP, 125 aro» nd. " Romans," cried out the martyr, " listen to me. Great and true is the Omnipotent God. There is no other God than He who was preached to you by the Apostles Peter and Paul, through whom so many cures and miracles were worked amongst you, through whom was defeated the impious Simon Magus, and through whom were broken to pieces the deaf and dumb idols such as your Emperor adores." Adrian, who was listening, foamed with rage, and ordered another and still more terrible instrument of torture to be prepared for Eleutherius. This was an enormous frying-pan filled with oil and pitch and placed over an immense fire. Whilst the composition in the cauldron was foaming and seething with heat, the Em- peror said once more to the holy youth : " Now, at least, take pity on your youth and nobility, and do not any longer incur the anger of the godSj or you will soon be like that burning oil." Eleutherius laughed at the threat of the Emperor. " I wonder," he said to him, " that you, who know so much, have never heard of the three young men cast into the fiery furnace of Babylon. The flames of the fire rose to forty-seven cubits, in the midst of this fire they sang and rejoiced, for there walked in the midst of them the Son of the God whom I adore, whose unworthy priest I am, who has never abandoned me from my infancy."* Having said this, he made the sign of the cross, and sprang towards th« boiling pan. The mome it he placed * " Cum sis curiosus omnium, miror quomodo non potuisti ad h»c pertingere, quod tres pueri Hebrsei missi in caminum flammse arden- tis, cujus altitudo cubitis quadraginta novem elata," &c.— -4c<«, Bollandiats, 18th April. 126 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, t lit'' his hand on it, the fire wob extinguished, and the foam- ing mass of oil and pitch hecame cold and solid ; the holy martyr, turning towards the Emperor, said : " Now where are your threats 1 Your fire, your gridiron and your fry- ing-pan have become like a bed of roses to me, and have no power to hurt me. Adrian ! thine eyes are dark- ened with incredulity, so that thou dost not see the things of God ; recognise thy folly, do penance for thy misdeeds, and weep over thy misfortune that thou hast not hitherto known the only great and true Ruler of heaven and earth and all things." Adrian was not converted by this extiaordinary miracle; although it is certain he relaxed the rigour of his perse- cution against the Christians after the death of Eleuthe- rius. He must have been astounded at what he saw ; the extraordinary miracles which were worked by almost every Christian who was brought before him, the ineffi- cacy of the most dreadful torments he could devise, and the attractive sweetness of innocence and virtue which shines even in the external deportment of a true Chris- tian must have opened his eyes and raised a doubt in his mind respecting the truth of paganism. Hence it is reported of him by some historians, that shortly before his death he had resolved to erect a temple to the God of the Christians. When Eleutherius had worked the extraordinary miracle just mentioned, and addressed him in the sublime and fearless language of reproof for his folly, Adrian was not able to speak for confusion, and bit his lip with rage. There stood near one of the sycophants of the palace, who was the Prefect of the city ; seeing the perplexity and defeat of the Emperor, he said : " Great Emperor ! TSIMI roum BISHOP the whole world, from east to west is unrf. "" •nd every one trembles at vourLri '"""■''°"'™'- young man. Let your Mafestv T^ t"*'" ""' '"'»'<'■" prison; I will prepare an il.f '' •""" '» ^ '»''«" to .- he will not LuU ;: muehT'"' '"*'"<''' ^o" *'" ''ill see your triumph 1 1 T" ^o-morrow you whole Roman peopl""* "^ ""P^theatre before the handed over to the Prefeor Co^-k"''""'' "'«""'' ^ cording to his wish • but tLv """■ ^ ^ *«'««d ac- w» said, and, filled with a h"' °^ ^""^ ''«'"J ''hat !- tho hearing of l"Empir tK^' "'^'•' ""'• >ng him away: "Yes CorriK '^"'■' "'«" lead- witness my friumph 'wSicTwilTb 'r """" ^O" -'" I*rd Jesus Christ" ' ''" *''* '"^""'Ph of my C"t re^S^^^^ If- -« Po- Of the Most whom he was co-^^nding*^ A t T"' ^""« '«'^°»' that mercy is even J^, tht 7 '"'""' "^ "'«"' him tl-eGodofthecSSs Irth:!'"'"'*"'^---'' mantle around him, through th« """"^ "''<»' i'«- from a pe«ecutor he Se //T", "^ ^ ^o'™- I'ttle thought the last woTdTof fTt °^ «'«'=«°'>- He prophecy, in which he hlmSf w J .' ^"1^ ^'^"^ ^'^^^ » before the sun should seTon Z 1 " ^' ""^ ''"»' ™g.ng the eternal praises of th! T"""' ^^ '^""^ he 128 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. have come to one of the most extraordinary sights the old walls of the Coliseum have ever witnessed. 2. Corribonus left nothing undone to insure the suc- cess of his indertaking. As the public games were not going on at Lhis time, criers were sent through the city to announce a special entertainment for the morrow. The fame of the invulnerable Christian had spread far and wide ; the grief of the baffled Emperor, and the promise of Corribonus to prepare a new and terrible machine that was sure to destroy the Christians, roused the interest of the people, and on the following morning they flocked in thousands to the Coliseum. This was arranged by the providence of God, that not only the Eomans, but the world and future -Ages, might : v^cognise His power and glorify His na':je. Corribonus spent some time in devising an instrument of torture. The Emperor and the people expected something terrible — a machine that would cut its victims into a thousand pieces, and scatter them in the air, or a fire that no*art could extinguish — a death, in fine, the most terrible ever wit- nessed in thie arena of the amphitheatre. But the issue of his labours was an instrument that expressed indeed brutality and ignorance, but no novelty or art. We are tempted to smile v^hen we read of the machine he invented to baffle the power of the Most High. It was nothing more than an immense boiler with a lid ; in it was to be placed oil, pitch, resin, and some nauseous poisonous ingredients ; and then, when a terrible fire had heated the mixture to scalding temperature, the martyr was to THE YOUNO BISHOP, 129 tits the he suc- 8S were »ugli the morrow. )read far and the terrible s, roused morning ThiB was only the ivcognise Qus spent ire. The [errible — a ind pieces, I. art could ever wit- the issue led indeed We are [e inveiited ks nothing it was to I poisonous lad heated Ityr was to be thrown in, and thus consumed, as he thought, in a moment. The sun is already high in the heavens, and the deaf- ening shouts from the Coliseum tell us the benches are filled with the impatient mob. The immense cauldron is placed in the middle of the arena, and the burning faggots are blazing arouid it; the air is impregnated with the fumes of the heterogeneous mass, and the thick dark smoke of the fetid composition rises slowly to a cloudless sky. Two or three men, half-naked, and of dark, fiendish looks, are supplying the fire with faggots, and at intervals stirring up the seething and crackling contents of the boiler. The picture was like the vision often given to the saints of the horrors of hell. Around, the demons were calling aloud for the death of the Chris- tians ; there was fire, torment, and hatred of God ; what more is there in hell save its ete :nal curse ! The Emperor and Prefect arrived, and some games of gladiators and bestiaries were witnessed with the usual excitement and delight. But the great attraction of that day's amusement was the smoking cauldron in the arena. After each contest between the gladiators and the beasts, loud shrill voices would ring from the upper benches calling for the Christian. The Emperor and Prefect cheerfully ^lielded to the importunities of the people ; and "at the third hour," say the Acts, Eleutherius was brought into the arena. He looked young, beautiful, and cheerful, as he moved, with heavy chains on his hands and feet, towards the tribunal of the Emperor and Prefect. When he was brought under the throne of the Emperor, Corribonus commanded silence with his hand, and spoke thus aloud : — [ k i A — 130 THE MAHTYJIS OF THE COLISEUM. ** All nations obey the power of our great Emperor — you alone, young man, c'.aspiie his wishes; wherefore either obey his orders and worship the gods and god- desses whom he adoreS; or by Jupiter you will be cast into the boiling cauldron." Those latter words he pronounced with great emphasis, and pointed towards the dreadful cauldron. He had cal- culated on a certain victory over the mi^^tyr, and thought he had only to use the threats with which he was accustomed to terrify his cowardly slaves. Eleu- therius, without showing any signs of fear or trouble, quietly answered the Prefect in this manner :--« Corri- bonus, listen to me ; you have your king who made you Prefect ; I have my King who made me Bishop. Now, one of these two must conquer, and he who is the con- queror phould be adored by you and me. If your caul- dron overcome my faith, then I must serve your king ; but if your cauldron be overcome by my King, you must adore the Lord Jesus Christ." Then the lictors seized him and tore off his garments. Whilst they were leading him towards the boiler, he prayed thus aloud: " O Lord Jesus Christ, Thou art the joy and light of all souls who believe in Thee ! Thou knowest that all sufferings are pleasing to me on account of Thy name ; but to show that the very elements resist those who oppose Thee, do not permit me. Thy servant, to be consumed in this cauldron." He was flung into the burning mass, and the great Ud was drawn over. All was as silent as death in the amphitheatre. The people bent forward in breathless suspense; they ex- pected something extraordinary. Another minute passed THE YOUNG BISHOP, 131 peror — ierefore md god- 1 be cast impliasis, ) had cal- tyr, aad which he 38. Eleu- ►r trouble, « Corri- made you 3p. Now, is the con- your caul- your king ; r you must garments. boiler, he fhou art the lee I Thou on account jents resist [hy servant, great lid iatre. The they ex- Inute passed in silence — ^the fire still raged and the cauldron was not dashed to pieces ; the martyr must be dead. The Emperor smiled, and Corribonus rubbed his hands in complacent glee at his imagined triumph. After a fevr minutes of suspense, the Emperor ordered the lid to be removed to see if anything remained of the martyr. But all honour and glory to the eternal God ! He laughs at His enemies, and sets their machinations at naught. Eleutherius was unhurt — not a hair was touched — not a fibre in his body was contracted — not a movement in his features showed a sensation of pain ; but calm, beautiful and collected, he seemed rather to be going through his daily devotions in his own little episcopal chapel, than floating in a terrible cauldron of burning oil before tens of thousands of the Boman populace. When he stood erect in the arena, a murmur of surprise ran through the amphitheatre. Adrian was fixed to the ground in wonder ; he looked at Corribonus with anger flashing in his eyes. But at that moment the grace of God entered the heart of Corribonus, and rushing towards the Emperor, he addressed him with vehemence: "0 great Emperor ! let us believe in the God who protects His servants in this manner. This youth is indeed a priest of the true God. If one of our priests of Jupiter, of Juno, or Hercules were cast into this cauldron, would their gods save them thus 1 " The words of the Prefect fell like a thunderclap on the ears of Adrian. Unconverted in his superstition, and hardened in his impiety, the sudden change which grace had wrought in the heart of Corribonus roused his indig- nation to the highest pitch. " What ! " he cried out, after a moment's pause ; " is ^ 132 THE MARTYR8 OF THE COLISEUM. it you, Corribonus, that dare speak thus ? Has the mother of this wretch bribed you to betray me 1 I have made you Prefect ; I have given you gold and silver ; and now you turn against me to take part with this hated Christian ! Seize him, lictors, and let the caitiff's blood mingle with the burning oil of the cauldron." " Hear me for a moment, great Emperor ! " cried out Corribonus. " The honours and favours you have con- ferred on me have been short-lived and temporal. Whilst I was in error I could not see the truth which now shines resplendent before me. If you wish to scoff at the great God of the Christians, and remain a victim of the follies of your impiety, look you to it. I, from this moment, believe Christ to be the true God. I deny your idols to be gods, and I believe in Him, alone great and powerful, whom Eleutherius preaches." Adrian stamped the ground with passion, and made a sign to the lictors to lead him at once to the arena to be executed. When the lictors had taken him to the arena, he flung himself on his knees before Eleutherius, and thus addressed him : '* Man of God t pray for me, I beseech thee, to that God whom to-day I have confessed to be alone great ; give me that saving sign thou didst give Felix the general, that I may brave the torments of the Emperor." Eleutherius shed tears of joy. He thankea God in his heart for the conversion of Corribonus, and prayed to the Almighty to strengthen him to sustain the tor- ments he was about to suffer. The Prefect was cast into the very instrument that he had prepared to destroy Eleu- therius ; the lid was closed over him, and he was left in THE YOUNO BISHOP. 13S 9 the have ilver ; hated blood ed out ve con- Whilst T shines le great e follies aoment, idols to lowerful, 1 made a jna to be he flung md thus beseech led to be lidst give its of the God in prayed the tor- cast into IjroyEleu- laA left in the terrible instrument for several minutes. When the cauldron was uncovered, he was still alive, unhurt, and without pain ; he was singing the praises of the true God, whose power and divinity he no longer doubted ; and, although ten minutes had not passed since he was a pagan, yet his faith was as immovable as a mountain. The Emperor, seeing that he too escaped the destructive power of the burning cauldron, ordered the gladiators to dispatch him in the sight of all the people.* The noble Prefect fell in the arena of the Coliseum under the eyes and bless- ing of Eleutherius. His prompt and generous response to the calls of grace merited for him the peerless crown of martyrdom. The great sacrifice was momentary, yet worth a thousand years of penance. Wealth, friends, family were abandoned without a murmur or a farewell, and torments and death cheerfully accepted. What faith — what confidence — what love is expressed in the neo- phyte's declaration of Christianity ! Happy the exchange he made ! Would that we, born in the faith and grown old in it, could come near him in the brilliant mansions of everlasting joy ! S. When we contemplate the wonderful works of God, how must not our mind expand and our heart warm and be elevated ! Some have said that our reason alone can comprehend everything within the confines of the vast creation, and account for all that is not beyond the sky y but foolish and absurd the man that does not recognise the all-present influence of the great God. There are * " Videns autem imperator quod etiam Corribon vinceret, jussit eum in conspectu omnium decollari."— ^c^«. 134 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. n • i m W I ^ mysteries and wonders in nature and grace at every moment passing around us that no human intellect can perceive or explain. Strange it is that men who are ready to acknowledge the power and wonders of God in the material creation, deny Him the glory He demands for similar works in the spiritual order. There are many in every position of life, amongst Christians and unbe- lievers, amongst the educated, the rich and the poor, who are unconsciously prejudiced against God in the mani- festation of His power through men. He may cause wonders in the revolving orbits of the heavens ; the brute animals, and the very stones of inanimate nature, may become the instruments of the most marvellous effects ; but the moment the ordinary laws of nature are sus- pended in favour of our fellow-creatures — in favour of the rational being, the highest of the works of God — then there is doubt, misgiving, some unaccountable re- luctance to believe. The most manifest interpositions of the divine power are explained away by chance, by hallucination, by skill ; and where ocular testimony does not prove, the fact is immediately denied. This is the case with all the strange things that are recorded in the history of the past. When we read of a miracle in the lives of the saints we are prepared immediately to doubt ; perhaps the records that surprise us are but inventions to amuse us. Thus some of the most consoling and beau- tiful traits of the paternal providence of God for His suffering creatures are cast to the winds as incredible as the myths of paganism. Is there not some taint of the corrupt spirit of the world and the devil in the proud feeling of contempt and incredulity with which we treat the works of God ? ♦ v__. — y every ict can ho are God in emands e many i unbe- ►or, who e mani- y cause ie brute ire, may 3 effects ; are sus- favour of 3f God— atable re- :positions hance, by lony does his is the sd in the ,cle in the to doubt ; nventions and beau- 1 for His sredible as int of the the proud we treat THL YOUNG BISHOP. 135 Not everything that is said in history is true, nor yet is everything false. But there are sacred and touching records of the trials and triumphs of the martyrs pre- served in the archives of the Church, and transmitted to us with her seal and authority ; they record wonders in- deed, but neither impossible nor strange if we consider the exigencies of the terrible days of persecution. It would be rash, unfilial, and disre spectful for the children of the Church to fling away the Acts of her martyrs as idle stories simply because they are strange. Why set limits to the power or the goodness of God ? We return, then, with love and respect to the wonder- ful Acts of St. Eleutherius. We have still more mar- vellous and thrilling miracles to record. The Coliseum is to be again the theatre and the witness of startling events in the extraordinary career of this holy martyr. We can scarcely say whe her we are more struck with the persistent cruelty of the blinded Emperor or the untiring patience of God in working wonder after wonder through the youthful and saintly Bishop. After the death of Corribonus, Eleutherius was sent to prison. Adrian tore his purple robe in anger, and retired to his imperial saloons to give vent to this impotent rage. He summoned his courtiers, and offered a great reward to any of them who would suggest how he could get rid of the troublesome Christian. The plans suggested were numerous and cruel, but Adrian selected one which would cause less excitement among the people and which seemed to render death inevitable. It was to leave him shut up in a loathsome prison, deprived of food and light, until the exhausted frame could no longer perform the vital functions. He commanded the prison doors to be locked, I' 13G THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. V'M^' \ , . i.i and the keys to be brought to his own palace, making sure that no bribery or treason would rob hi^n of his victim. But stone walls and prison bars cannot keep out the Spirit of God. His prison was a dark, subterranean cell below the level of the city. The only light or air that could come into it was through a small hole about the size of a brick in one of the angles of the roof. The accumulation of dirt, the fetid air, and the horrid darkness make the imagination recoil from the contemplation of the terrible lot of being condemned to pass days i>ndi nights and weeks in prisons such as served for the cruelty aiid justice of pagan Rome. History teems with harrowing scenes of madness, despair and death which terminated the career of the victims of these dreary dungeons. Some ate the flesh of their own arms in hunje:-, others dashed out their brains in madness i gainst the rocky walls of the prison, or strangled themselves in despai , whilst their uuburied and corrupting bodies were left to intensify the hor^•ors of the dungeon for the next victim of imperial dispki»sure. But these gloomy cells were homes of peace and light to the servants of God. Solitude, darkness and confinement were sources of supernatural joy that ravished their souls to pure delights, which are the fore- taste of the bliss of heaven. When the heavy iron doors of the prison were closed on Eleutherius, his soul was filed with celestial joy. The Spirit of God not only wont down with him into the pit, but sent him food every day. Each morning of hi'; con- finement, a beautiful little dove would come through the narrow crevice that served for light and air, and drop THE YOUNO BISHOP. m ftiiking of his Bep out iow the id come a brick ition of ake the terrible id weeks iistice of jcenes of he career te ate the kshed out [Is of the ^ilst their msify the imperial of peace darkness joy that the fore- fere closed [joy. The the pit, hi': con- l^ov-gh the md drop some delicate refreshment at the feet of the martyr.* When fifteen days had passed — days that were happy and cheerful to the servant of Christ — the Emperor sent down the keys of the prison to see if death had rid him of Eleutherius. When it was reported to Adrian that ho was still alive, and seemed happy and contented with his vile prison, the Emperor was once more seized with rage and passion. He had Eleutherius brought before him. He expected to find the holy youth worn away to a skeleton, and humbled and terrified like the wretched pagan victims who had been flung into those prisons but for a few hours. What must have been his surprise to find Eleutherius more comely and beautiful than ever — " in flore primse juventutis velut angelus fulgens " t — still immovable in his resolve to worship Christ alone, fear- lessly confronting the tyrant, and reproving him for his impiety. Adrian now ordered the maifcyr to be tied to a wild horse, that he might be dragged over the massive pave- ments of the Roman roads, and thus be bruised and broken to pieces. The sentence was executed ; but the moment the horse v/as let free, an angel loosened the bouus of Eleutherius and, lifting him up, placed him on the back of the horse. | Away the animal ?.zw across the Campagna, bearing its precious burden on its back, and nover stopping until it had reached the summit of one of the highest and bleakest mountains of the Sabine range * " CuiDoue eswet B. Eleutherius in custodia multis diebus cibum non accipiens, columba ei cibum portabat ad satietatem, &c.— ^c<«, par. 13. + In the flower of early youth shining like an angel. X " Eadem autum hora angelus Domini susciyiens B. Eleutherium solvit eum tt fecit eum sedere super equum." — Acts, par. 13. I Vi 138 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. beyond description. Not one of the extraordinary scenes we have just described was pri- vate ; they took place before thousands of the populace ; they were discussed and talked over in every triclinium ; and the loungers of the Forum were in constant conver- sation about the wonderful Christian. The cause of the Emperor became their own. There were many amongst the people more wicked and cruel than Adrian, and who vied with him in their hatred of Christianity. It was not sympathy, but curiosity and indignation, that made them flock round the martyr of Jesus Christ. Adrian knew well what were the feelings of the mob, and wished to pander to them, and hence felt himself obliged to con- demn Eleutherius once more to a public executi9n ; yet he felt himself subdued \ his mind was changed towards the Christians ; and although the holy and youthful Bishop of Aquileia suffered under him, he was his last victim. The order is issued ; the people are to assem- ble again in the Coliseum to witness the execution of Eleutherius. The events that passed in the amphitheatre on this occasion were strange and terrible, and form a grand tragic finale to the wonder of this marvellous hi§ tory, families h might ig tore- inspira- leerfully he hard- ius was )t one of was pri- )opulace ; iclinium ; it conver- ise of the J amongst and who It was not ade them ian knew [wished to ,d to con- THE YOC/IfO BISHOP, 4. 141 The morning of the 18th of April, A.D. 138, must ever be memorable in the annals of the great city, not only for the passion of one of the greatest of the martyrs, but for the death of thousands of people who came to an untimely end on this day within the walls of the Coliseum. The demons were let loose for an hour in the amphitheatre, and they left the indelible stain of their presence in the records of blasphemy, cruelty and bloodshed. Doubtless the evil spirits were more annoyed than the pagan Em- peror at the constancy of Eleutherius. His miracles and prayers were daily swelling the ranks of Christianity, and thousands were beginning to fear the name of the true God. The tortures and public executions which were intended as intimidations to the people were the fruitful source of conversions. They gave them ocular evidence of the divinity of Christianity — the power and sublimity of its faith, which raised men above passion and fear and enabled them to smile with the independ- ence of martyrdom on the most terrible of all the catas- trophes know to the pagan — the separation of the soul from the body. The blood of the martyrs fructified the soil of the Church, and for one that fell, thousands were gained. On the day that Eleutherius fell under the sword of the executioner in the arena of the Coliseum, different emotions animated the crowd which witnessed the terrible Some were excited by curiosity at the extra- scene. ordinary miracles which were worked in behalf of the holy youth, whilst others raged like the furies of hell for 142 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. the blood of the Christians. There were Christians, too, amongst them, glad and proud of their champion, who conferred so much honour on the Church and gave so much glory to God. Doubtless there were mixed up in the motley crowd some of the poor soldiers whom Eleutherius had baptized a few days before at the foot of the Sabine hills. How the tears of grateful sympathy must have trickled down the sun-burrt cheek of the hardy warrior as he saw the angelic youth roughly treated by the menials of the Emperor. Christianity soften . the heart the moment it enters ; it changes the brutau ten- dencies of the most ferocious nature into mildness, sim- plicity and love : the pagan who yesterday could beiid with delight over scenes of bloodshed and cruelty, to>day turns away in horror and disgust. The sun is now high in the heavens, and pouring its meridian rays in burning splendour over the city. The people are hurrying in crowds from every side to their favourite amphitheatre. Most of them were present a few days before when Eleutherius was cast into the cauldron of Corribonus, and hoped to see some similar scenes of excitement and wonder on the present occasion. They will not be disappointed. The Emperor arrives with all his court. He looks sad and anxious. Old age and much travelling have told on ids robust frame ; he enters feebly and heavily to his crimson couch under the royal dais. He justly fears a repetition of his former defeats in contending with the ^ngel of God, whom his own cruel heart and the voice of the mob bring once more into the arena. Elevated by pride to absurd ideas of pow«^r, and too weak-minded to brook disappointment, he would have given half the Empire to get rid of Eleutherius. THE YOUNG BISHOP. 143 ans, too, Lon, who . gave so d up in s whom le foot of ympathy k of the ly treated jften . the iruta^ ten- ness, sim- )uld bene' Ity, to-day »ourii-g its city. The e to their present a into the le similar It occasion. looks sad Ive told on lily to his ^tly fears a with the le voice of [r, and too lould have Hark ! the trumpets have sounded — the games are commenced. A few gladiators pass in procession round the arena and salute the Emperor with the usual words — " Hail, Csesar ! Those who are going to die salute thee."* Some lions and tigers are exhibited, and allowed to frisk about for a few moments. The poor captive brutes appreciated the light and pure air of heaven when set free from the dark and fetid keeps of the ColiseunL Then the trumpet was sounded again, and the gladiators fought — some blood was shed — a captive from Thrace has fallen ; "And thiough his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won." Loud and shrill was the call of the excited spectators for the execution of EleutheriuB. The order was given, and behold the holy youth is brought in in chains ! His lovely, angelic features shone more beautifully than ever. He looked cheerfully round the crowded benches.. Ter- rific yells were succeeded by breathless silence as he moved with a firm step towards the centre. A crier went before him, announcing, in a loud voice, " This is Eleu- therius, the Christian." A messenger is sent from the Emperor to know whether he will sacrifice to the god Jupiter ; but a severe, cutting answer about the demons that represented Jupiter proved the martyr was as fear- less and invincible as ever. Adrian ordered some wild beasts to be let out on him to devour him. One of the subterranean passages was opened, and a « « Ave Csesar morituri te salutant." 144 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. hyena was sent into the arena. The animal seemed frightened and ran quickly from side to side ; coming gently towards the spot where Eleutherius was kneeling, it lay down, seemirsj to be afraid to approach the servant of God. Then the keeper, who knew the indignation and dis- appointment of the Emperor, let loose a hungry lion, whose terrific roars terrified the people. The king of the forest rushed towards Eleutherius, not to tear his tender flesh with his horrid claws, but to reverence him and caress him. The noble animal crouched before the mart3rr, and wept like a human being. " When the lion was set loose," say the Acts, " he ran to the blessed Eleutherius and wept like a father who had not seen his son after a long separation, before the whole people, and licked his hands and his feet.* A thrilling scene followed. Some people cried out that he was a magician, but the lightning of heaven struck them, and they were killed in their seats. Others called for his liberty ; whilst more, in the enthusiasm of the moment, cried out : " Great is the God of the Christians ! " The evil spirit had entered into the worst of the pagans, and, in maddened frenzy, they fell on those who cried out that the God of the Christians was great, and murdered them. They were attacked in turn by the friends of their victims, and a horrid scene of bloodshed ensued. The whole am- phitheatre was in commotion, and nothing was heard but the shouts of the infuriated populace, who were tearing each other to pieces, mingled with the screams of terrified women and the groans of the dying. The Emperor had * " Dimissus autem leo cucurrit ad B. Eleutherium et, tanquam pater filium post multum teitipus videns, ita coram omnibus flebat in conspeotu ejus, et manus ejus et pedes ejus lingebat."— No. 16, THE YOUNQ BISHOP, 146 seeined coming eling, it rvant of and dis- n, whose he forest der flesh resshim. mdwept )ose," say and wept )r a long his hands d out that •en struck ters called im of the iristians ! " igans,and, id out that ired them, lir victims, [whole am- heard but jre tearing if terrified iperor had let, t.anquam Inibue flebat -No. 16. the trumpet-blast sounded shrill and clear to command attention, but to no effect ; the carnage went on, and blood was already flowing from tier to tier. The Em- peror at length ordered the soldiers to clear the upper benches ; with much difficulty, and even loss of men, they succeeded in quelling the fatal quarrel. Eleutherius was all this time on his knees in the arena. Many of the people had leaped over the safeguards of the amphitheatre, and had gathered round him for pro- tection. The wild animals dare not touch them. But the holy martyr prayed to the great God to remove him from such revolting and dreadful scenes. His prayer was heard. Almighty God revealed to him by an interior voice that He would allow him to be martyred by the sword. In a rapture of joy he told some of the persons who had gathered round him, that if the Emperor would command him to be put to death by the sword, he would succeed. The message was taken immediately to Adrian, who, in a paroxysm of rage, cried out : " Let him die then by the sword j he is the cause of all this tumult ! " The trumpets were once lore sounded, and, in the midst of confusion and terror, all became silent as the grave ; the spectators bent forward with breathless anxiety to see if the lictor would succeed. He wields the mighty axe — it falls — Eleutherius is no more ! His blood flows on the arena — the earth shook, and thunder was heard in a cloud- less sky. A loud voice rang through the vault of heaven, calling Eleutherius to eternal bliss. Yet he was not the last victim of that terrible day. There was another mother of the Machabees in the crowd of spectators — it was the mother of Eleutherius. She had watched with the joy of a true Christian mother all J I! si 'i& <;■ 146 THE MARTYRS OF THE C0LI8EJM. the scenes that her brave son had passed through ; and when she saw him at length passing triumphantly to his crown, her heart was bursting within her with the natural feelings of maternal sympathy and religious joy; she almost forgot she was in the Coliseum, and in the midst of a pagan crowd, and rushing frantically to the arena, she threw herself on the bleeding corpse of her son. A murmur of surprise and pity roused the attention of the Emperor, who had not yet le^t the Coliseum. He sent to know who she was, and why she came to embrace the body of the martyr. When it was reported that she was his mother, and a Christian, who wished to die with her son, the cruel and enraged Emperor ordered her to be executed. The same axe that brought the crown of martyrdom to the son drank the blood of the mother. She was executed while embracing the dead body of Eleutherius, and their virtuous souls were united in the blissful world where separation shall be no more. During the night their bodies were stolen by some Christians, and buried in a private vineyard outside the Porta Salara ; they were kept there for some days, and then taken to the city of Rieti, where a magnificent church was erected in their honour in the reign of Con- stantino. Innumerable miracles were performed by these sacred relics. The holy Bishop Eleutherius was more for- midable to the devils after death than before ; and, during the lapse of seventeen centuries, the poor people who had first the honour of his remains amongst them, never lost their devotion nor called on him in vain. The relics of the holy Bishop were subsequently removed to Rome, to be distributed amongst several churches that were con- stantly applying for relics. The principal part of the THE YOUNO BISHOP. 147 igh ; and bly to his Le natural joy; she the midst ihe arena, r son. A ion of the He sent to nbrace the lat she was ie with her I her to be e crown of the mother, jad hody of aited in the lore, en by some outside the le days, and magnificent )ign of Con- Led by these asmorefor- and, during >ple whohad i, never lost Jhe relics of [to Rome, to bt were con- part of the body of St. Anthsia, his mother, is preserved in the beau- tiful little church of St Andrew on the Quirinal. The marvellous history of this Saint was written by two brothers, who were eye-witnesses to most of its ex- traordinary facts. They conclude their report in these words : — " These things we, the brothers Eulogius and Theodulus, who have been ordained for that purpose, have written ; and being ever assisted by his holy ^.dmo- nitions, we have persevered with him, and we have made mention of those things which our eyes have seen or our ears have heard," &c.* These Acts, which we have quoted from the Bollandists are preserved in the archives of their church at Rieti. They were also written in Greek by another eye-witness, with slight alterations ; and by Metaphrastes, whose version is given by Surius under the 18th of April. Baronius, in his Martyrology, mentions the principal facts of his his- tory, and in his notes refers to numerous authors who are our best authorities for the records of the early Church. We cannot conclude without saying a word about the Emperor Adrian. He left the Coliseum on that terrible morning silent and unwell. Even his hardened soul was softened, but not converted ; he had learned a lesson which deterred him from interfering again with the Chris- tians. But, like all the persecutors, he came at length to his hour of retribution. It was while in the amphitheatre seeking the destruction of the servants of Christ, that his frame contracted a loathsome disease, from which he never recovered ; and so miserable and wretched did he • " Hsec nos duo fratres, Eulogius et Theodulus, scripsiinus qui ab eo ordinati sumus et hortationibus ejus adjuti semper cum ipso per- severavimus : et ea quae viderunt oculi nostri et audieruut aures nosLrsB nota fecimus," &c. 148 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, KliiiJ''.: w become, that in the end he died of voluntary starvation. He lingered for a year in the most frightful pain ; he gave himself to greater superstition than ever, in the blind hope that his idols could restore him. The harpies of imposture gathered round him, and extorted immense sums of money under pretence of skill or magic ; but his malady increased, and his impious spirit was seized with the horrors of despair and remorse. The hand that wrote the terrible judgment in the hall of Balthassar had already weighed the persecutor of the Church, and the terrible sentence was written before him, so dreadful in its very anticipation that he thought to avoid it by death. He tried to induce some one to kill him, but was unsucessful in the attempt. At length, filled with remorse and des- pair, he refused to take any nourishment, and died on the 6th of the Ides of July, in the year of our Lord 140 (ac- cording to Baronius). His death took place at Baja, and his body was afterwards removed by Antoninus Pius to the immense mausoleum which he raised on the banks of the Tiber. That mausoleum still stands in massive splendour like an imperishable ruin, reminding the Christian pilgrim to the Eternal City of the triumph of many martyrs, and the blindness of the persecutors of the Church. One can- not but contrast the happy lot of Placidus, and Eleuthe- rius, and the noble souls who were crowned with these heroes, with the awful ruin and eternal death of their persecutors. May those souls which are now crowned and happy pray for us, to enable us to resist the tyrant passions which persecute us, so that, if we have not the happiness of shedding our blood for Christ, we may at least arrive at the martyrdom of self-love, and join them one day in the praises of the same God whom we serve and love ? CHAPTER ix. ^H£ SARDINIAN YOUTH. L --. g.-ea% benefited b/K'.r *^ J''°^-». «" c^M forl,i« elevation to ^1^ ""'' Wsgener^it; which was still the most intln "'"""'■ The Senate -'tted under his "ZTXVI' ^ *■•« ^'S, condemned four of them tT^ ''" ^^^th-bed he had degraded Senate oonse'ed ^d^ri' ^«' ">« -^ «es offered in his honC tK ^''^ ^^'^^-l «»<» r'\7"W raise a smile, we^l Jf t.*''''""'^''^ "^ 'hese terrible blasphemy aeainl ?> * '^*' *W involved a f-HfortheVndrd^^^^:- T'^ '^' -"^^ - ft became fashionable in thS^^ d ''. '"""^'' ''^■ Emperors. Whilst the burn „„ ^' '° '""'^^ S° it ; juiried entablature the mark of the gilt letters, "Divo Aiitinin* ^*-- Div8B Faustinse.'" What wonder is it that the Emperor Commodus, a few years later, should be impatient for the honours that awaited him after death, and declared himself a god whilst still living, and had sacrifice offered to him as the son of Jupiter in the full assembly of the Senate ) Like the storm-cloud that clings to the mountain, the terrible sin of idolatry hung for centuries ovor pagan Rome, and seemed to wrap the ill-fated city in a dark mantle of impenetrable gloom : she was the lady lothed in scarlet, seated on the seven hills, the Babylon of the Apocar lypse.t Pagan historians, and even some Christians, tell us that one of the best acts of Adrian was the election of Antoninus to succeed him in the Empire. His virtues, for a pagan, were remarkable, and his blind fanaticism in the worship of the gods procured for him the title of * " Porro cur morientes apud vos imperatores seaper immortali- tati consecrare dignamini, producentes quempiam qui jurejurando confirmet vidisse se e rogo ascendere in coelum ardentem Csesarem?" t " C'est une tradition constante de tous les siecles que le Babylone de Saint Jean c'est I'ancienne Rprae." Bossuet, Pre/, aur I'Apocal., vil THE SARDINIAN YOUTH. 151 Pius. His adopted son, Marcus Aurelius, who afterwards succeeded him in the command of the Empire, gives him the hir '^st character h is posoible to express in woids.* But 'twithstanding the fulsome prar e that is lavished on Ant(>ninus, he taads before us as a persecutor of the Churcl of Go J. There ure stain, oi cruelty and injustice on hii character whicV cannot be effaced by his natural virtues. When we read of the sufferings of the Chris- tians, tortured with inhuman cruelty, and their blood shed in the Coliseum, and at the Petra Scelerata, we cannot reconcile the horrors of a violent persecution with the character of meekness and justice given him by his pagan successor. There have been found records on the marble ^labs of the Catacombs, that form a sad contrast with the encomiums bestowed upon him. Read the fol- lowing touching inscription rudely carved on the tomb of a martyred child: — "Alexander is not dead, but lives beyond the stars ! His body lies in this tomb. He suffered under Antoninus Emperor, who changed from indulgence to hatred ; for while he was kneeling (Alex- ander) about to offer the sacrifice (of prayer) to the true God, he was led to death. Oh, unhappy times ! in which, even at our prayers and at mass, we are not safe. What more miserable than life, but what more miserable still that, in death we cannot be buried by our parents and friends. But Alexander now shines in heaven. He lived a short time, who lived four years and ten months, "t * Th^sfe reflections of Marcus Aurelivs are classed amongst the phil jphical works of the past. They are beautifully written, and have a great deal of merit. They may be found in nearly all the great libraries. t " Alexander mortus nok est bed vivit super asstra et CORPUS IN HOO TUMULO QUIESOIT VITAM EXPLBVIT. CUM ANTONINO 162 THJi MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. 'I If Antoninus relaxed the rigour of persecution in the latter years of his reign, it was due to the eloquence of St. Justin. With apostolic courage and zeal, he reproved the Emperor, the Senate, and the people for their in- justice in shedding the blood of unoffending Christians. He contrasted the innocence, virtue and sanctity of the Christian life with the excesses of paganism, the absur- dity and folly of idolatry, and the plurality of gods ; he proclaimed the evidences of the divinity of the Christian faith brighter than the sun that shone over them, and warned them of the terrible account they would have to render, whether they wished it or not, to the one great and necessarily supreme Being whom they pretended to ignore, or openly uespised in the persecution of His servants. Antoninus was not uninfluenced by noble sen- timents, and the eloquence and skilful reasoning of Justin produced a favourable effect upon his mind ; the sword of persecution was put back in its scabbard, to await the next tyrant that should wield the sceptre of the Cffisars. Many celebrated Christians fell victims to the perse- cution of Antoninus. The Acts of St. Felicitas tell a touching tale of cruelty which shows the virulence of the persecution. Two other scenes are accurately IMF. QUI MULTUH BBNEFITII ANTEVENIBE FBEVIDEBET FRO OBATTA ODIDM REDDIT aSNUA ENIU FLETEN8 VSRO DEO 8AGBIFT0IA TURUS AD 8UFFLI0IA DUOITUB O TL^PORA INFAUSTA QUIBDS INTER SACRA ET VOTA KB IN OAVERNIS QUIDEU SALVARI POSSIMUS QUID MI8BRIUS VITA SBD QUID MI8ERIU8 IN MORTB OUH AB AM1CI8 ET FABENTIBUS SBFILIRI NEQUB ANT. TANDEM IN C(ELO OORUSOAT FARUM VIXIT QUI viiiT IV. X. TEBip." — Aringhi, Roma Subter., torn. I. lib. hi. cap. 22. The original of this inscription would be a perfect enigma to the inexperienced eye. We have preserved some of the inaccuracies of the rude original to show the intelligent reader how diificult it is to decipher some of the inscriptions of the Catacombs. THE SARDINIAN YOUTH. M )n in the i[uence of reproved their in- Ihristians. ty of the the absur- gods J he Christian them, and Id have to one great etended to on of His • noble sen- ig of Justin the sword await the ,e Cjfisars. the perse- itas tell a irulence of accurately described in the Acts of the martyrs. One, a young lad from Sardinia, named Potitus ; and the other a Bishop, named Alexander, whose diocese is not known. The story of Potitus is replete with wonders : it has all the romance of the strange lives we have already recorded, and is, like them, based on the certainty of historical truth, from the unquestionable character ot its records. The beautiful, the simple and natural, twined here and there with the marvello \ render it one of the most interesting of the traditions that hang round the venerable walls of the Coliseum. 2. The Acts do not mention what was the age of Potitus when dragged before the tribunals to glorify God in the profession of his faith. From the words used we infer that he must have been very young. In one place he is called an infant, in another a little boy, and more fre- quently a boy. But, from the custom of those times, a person might be called a boy up to his twentieth year, and an infant to ten or twelve. Thus we venture to say that Potitus was not more than twelve or thirteen when the scenes in his extraordinary career commenced, i' His father was a pagan, named Hylas. He was opposed to Christianity, and persecuted his son on account of his religious principles. How the son came to the knowledge of the Christian faith is not mentioned ; but the Acts, as we quote them from the Bollandists, commence this interesting record with a touching scene between the pa- gan father and the Christian child. * We have since found in a MS. in Naples that his age was thirteen. IH THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. W 'I'.'n S'-sr Hylas used entreaties and threats to change the deter- mination of the young Potitus to remain a Christian. He tried in vain. The boy's mind was illumined by a celestial light, and the knowledge and perception of sacred truth raised him far above the stupidities of paganism. The father, finding him inexorable, was angry, and locked him up in one of the rooms of his house, telling him he would not give him meat or drink until he consented to abandon Christianity. " Let us see if your God will help you now," muttered the angry father, as he drew the key from the door. He left Potitus locked up all night ; but in the morning his excited feelings had subsided, and the father's love, which survives every passion, brought him again to the room where his son was confined. He found Potitus cheerful and merry ; love, surprise and curiosity rushed through his mind and urged a thousand questions. As- suming a tone of conciliation and affection, he entered into the following conversation with his son.* " my son ! I beseech thee, sacrifice to the gods. The Emperor Antoninus has issued orders that every one that will not sacrifice is to be put to the torture and exposed to the wild beasts. How I regret that you are my only child, and you so foolish 1" " B'lt, father, what gods am I to sacrifice to ? What are their names ) " " You do not know my child, of Jupiter, Arpha,t and Minerva 1 " * We give the conversation from the original, with some slight alterations to meet the idioms of our language. t Arpha is a name seldom met in pagan mythology. We must remember there were private gods as well as public. In each patri- cian's house there was a chamber called the larariuin, in which were TtiS SARDINIAN YOUTH. \bb '* Well, indeed, I never heard that God was called Ju- piter, or Arpha, or Minerva. How could He have all these names 9 O father 1 if you only knew how power- ful is the God of the Christians, who delivered Himself for us and saved us, you too would believe in Him. Do you not know, father, that a great prophet said, < All the gods of the Gentiles are demons V < It was the Lord made the heavens,' not Jupiter, nor Arpha nor Minerva." " Where did you learn these things," asked Hylas, quickly and interrupting him. ** Ah ! father," replied Potitus mildly, " He whom I serve speaks through me ; for He has said in His holy gospel, * Do not think how or what you will say, for it will be given to yon in that hour what to say.' " " But, my child, do you not fear the punishments that are threatened to be inflicted on Christians 1 If you are brought before Antoninus, what will become of you 1 Those strange doctrines of yours will cause your flesh to be torn to pieces by hooks, and you will be eaten up by the lions." Potitus smiled. A beam of heavenly joy lit up his beautiful countenance ; drawing nearer to his father, he placed his hand on the old man's shoulder, and, looking affectionately at him, said, with much fervour and feel- ing— " Father, you can never frighten me with these things. You must know we can do all things in Him who strengthens us. Did ^ ou ever hear that David alone killed Goliah with a stone, and cutting off his head with his sword showed it to all the people of Israel ) His placed the idols of the family, called penates. They consisted of statues of every size and shape, and were numbered by several hun- dreds. 166 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. armour and strength was the name of the Lord. Yes, father," he continued, after a momentary pause, " in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, I am prepared to suffer everything for Jesus Christ.'* Potitus made the sign of the cross, and folding his little hands together he became wrapt in prayer. The father watched him in breathless silence. He heard his son speak, with a feeling of awe he could not account for. The courage, the piety, and eloquence of the saintly boy had already won his heart, and the supernatural influence of grace which Potitus drew down from heaven completed the work of his conversion. The holy youth, raising his head, made one more appeal ; his words were accom- panied by the more powerful eloquence of tears, and with all the feeling of his loving heart, he said to his father — " father ! believe in our liord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved. Those gods you serve have no existence, they cannot save you. I will tell you what they are, father 1 They are spirits that burn in a dreadful fire wliich they cannot extinguish. How can you be so mad as to worship a piece of coloured wood, or a statue of marble that cannot stir % If it fall it is broken and can- not lift itself up. it is as lifeless as the clay we tread on, as vsilent as stones at the bottom of the stream ; the venomous reptiles that creep on the face of the earth have more power than your idols, for they can take your life away. O father ! how can these senseless things have power against the great God who created everything, who stretched out the heavens in all their glory, and dressed our earth in all its beauty, who alone is power- ful, and puts His foot on the head of the dragon and the lionl" THE SARDINIAN YOUTH. 167 Another moment and Potitus was locked in the arms of his converted father. Their tears flowed in one stream to the ground — the tears of innocence and repent- ance. After the conversion of his father, Potitus was admon- ished by an interior call to retire to solitude to prepare for trials which Almighty God had in store for him. He immediately obeyed and secretly left his father's house, and repaired to the mountains of Epirus. Here he was favoured with many visions, and was tempted by the devil. Almighty God sent an angel to inform him that he was to suffer martjn^dom for the faith, and how and where he was to suffer. The angel instructed him how he was to preserve himself from the contamination of any vice — how he was to fight with the devil and overcome his snares and delusions ; an advice poor Potitus had very soon to put into practice, for before he left the mountain he suffered severe temptations and delusions from the wicked spirits. On one occasion the demon appeared to him in the shape of our Blessed Lord, lie seemed so beautiful and venerable that the holy youth thought for a moment it might be so ; but his humility came to his aid, and he feared all was not right, for the great Lord would not come to an unworthy wretch as he thought himself. " My dear Potitus," said the lying spirit, "why do you trouble your mind so much with these austerities % You can go back now to your father's house and eat and drink ; I have been greatly moved by your tears, and I have come to console you." Wondering, doubting, and sur- prised, Potitus could only say: " I am a servant of Jesus Christ." Then the devil, with all that impudence for which he is remarkable, said : " But I am Christ." 168 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I Jlliifflftff i " Then," said Potitus, " come let us pray together.** At the same moment he remarked that one of his feet was of a peculiar shape, and did not touch the ground, and he rememhered what the angel had said to him. Horrified at seeing the vision was really the devil, he prayed to God for strength. Immediately the devil changed his appearance, and became of gigantic stature, with a horrible head.* Potitus took courage, and breath- ing on the monster, said : " Begone, Satan, for it is writ- ten the Lord thy God shalt thou adore, and Him only shalt thou serv-," Then the devil changed his shape ; he be- came like an enormous bull bellowing like thunder, and tried to frighten the hol> youth. But when he made the sign of the cross the demon seemed to writhe in great pain, and cried out : " Potitus I send me away ; why torture me with that sign ? oh, how I burn ! " " Swear to me, by the sign by which I have bound you, you will never henceforward annoy any Christian." The devil consented, and immediately he was set free he cried out: " I will go and show my strength amongst the pagans. I have got possession of the daughter of i Antoninus, and now I will go into the heart of the Em- peror, and Gelasius the President, and I will make them kill you with the most dreadful torments ; I will perse- cute you to death." " Away, wicked impostor," cried Potitus ; " you can do nothing but what our Lord Jesus permits. I fear not your machinations, but I will go and conquer you in the name of the Lord." The devil left, blaspheming God. When Potitus had spent some time in the solitude of the mountain preparing himself by prayer and austerity * *' Magis crevit cubitis quindecim," eay the Acta. THE SARDINIAN YOUTH, 159 gether." his feet ground, to hini. levil, lie tie devil stature, dbreath- t is writ- jnly shalt B ; he he- ader, and he made writhe in me away ; [ burn!" ound you, an. as set free I amongst lughter of f the Era- take them ill perse- " you can Is. I fear ler you in ling Glod. tolitude of austerity kta. for the mission he was destined for by God, he left his retreat and came to the city of Valeria, at that time the principal city of Sardinia. He knew no one in the great city, and wearied, and hungry, he sat down in the Forum. The people passed without minding him. They were all engaged in their different avocations of life. His eye was caught with the splendour of the beautiful buildings around him. There were columns, and temples, and por- ticoes of massive and rare marbles ; but he drew sweet reflections from the varied scene ; each new beauty or perfection of art which he beheld was an additional source of thanksgiving to the goodness of the great Creator who gave man such power over dull nature. Yet Potitus saw a terrible cloud hang over that scene of magnificence and art. He looked in vain for the cross that raised the people's hopes on high to a better world ; he did not see the sacred sign of redemption dazzling in the light of the sun from the highest pinnacles of the temples ; the smoke of the impure sacrifice which was the abomination of de- solation curled in the murky atmosphere, with demons dancing on its wavy circles. Vice and immorality of every description raged around, and the angelic youth felt a 'shudder run through him as he recollected he was the only servant of the true God in that vast city. Like the diamond, that sparkles with more brilliancy beside a duller stone, his peerless soul was the brighter in the midst of the impiety that surrounded him, and his prayer more powerful I efore God. Little did the crowds that were passing around think the poor boy they saw resting on the cold stone bench was in a few hours to be the apostle of the Most High to bring them to the know- ledge of eternal salvation. I he instruments of the great- ^;^»^vf**«n^• m 160 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. , *. SH ^r est designs of God are the humble and lowly things of life. Whilst our young Saint was musing to himself, and thinking how he could best overthrow the power of dark- ness that hung like a mist over that benighted people, two old men advanced in earnest conversation, and sat on the same bench that he occupied. He heard the con- versation. Almighty God intended he should. " Sad affair for our president ! " said the taller and more venerable of the two, as he drew his broad laticlave across his shoulders. " How is that 1 " quoth the other ; " have the gods not been propitious to oui noble Agathonis 1 " " Thou alone, then, hast not heard how an evil blast swept over his house, and struck Quiriaca, his spouse, with a loathsome disease. See yonder smoke that is rising from the temple of the immortal Jupiter ! It is from the sacrifice of three oxen that Agathonis has been offering to propitiate the angry gods ; but her terrible disease is increasing, and baffles the skill of our best phy- sicians. When I passed yesterday afternoon, sounds of grief were rolling through the marble halls of the palace, and slaves were preparing a funeral pile in the court- yard." " Let us go to the house of our afflicted cliief," said the other, rising, " and see if the sacrifice that greeted the rising sun has not cheated grim death of its victim." So saying, the two senators moved towards the house of Agathonis. Potitus heard in the conversation of the old men the call if Go'^ to proclaim His glory. The powerful name of Jesus vo aid '^are this sick woman, and many would l-*'S THE SARDINIAN YOUTH, 161 ngs of If, and f dark- people, and sat lie Con- ner and laticlave ;lie gods evil blast is spouse, e that is er ! It is has been terrible best phy- sounds of ,e palace, Lhe court- r said the ceeted the dm." So house of men the Irful name Iny would believe. He had scarcely a moment's hesitation in de- termining how to act ; he immediately rose and followed the old men at a distance. After passing through one or two of the principal streets, they came up to a man- sion of princely magnificence ; stairs of marble, orna- mented with statues of gold and precious stones, led to a stately portico surrounded by a snow-white cornice carved like lace, and fresh flowers gave their sweet perfumes to the air from priceless Etruscan vases. The senators entered with the liberty of friends. Potitus, who followed close behind, felt he dare not even soil the polished mar- ble with his plebeian tread — there is no admission for the poor into the palaces of the great. He sat down on the steps, and covering his face with his hands, prayed that God would manifest His will, and hasten the dawik of mercy on this hopeless people. Whilst he war wrapt in prayer and holy thoughts, a sharp, shrill voice from the top of the stairs roused him from his reverie. " Hallo ! young man, what are you doing there 1 No beggars are allowed to sit on those steps." Potitus looked up and saw a eunuch dressed in livery, a proud, haughty youth, of a thin, effeminate form. He mildly replied : "Will you give me a drink of water ? " What more valueless than a few drops of water % Yet, when given in the name of Him who loves charity above all other virtues, they may purchase heaven. " It is strange," said the eunuch, " that you come here to look for v/ater ; there are fountains of the purest moun- tain springs on every side of you ; I suspect you have some other object in view, but I will watch you." " Yes," interrupted Potitus, " you are right i I desired .1. 162 r//^ MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. water, and not water alone, but also your faith in our Lord Jesus Christ, that there may be peace and blessing of God in this house." The eunuch, wondering at what Potitus said, asked : " Who are you 1 I don't remember to have seen you in this city before ; what's your name ? " " I am a servant of the Lord Jesus Christ, who is the Eedeemer of mankind, who can heal the leper and the paralytic, give sight to the blind, and raise the dead to life." The eunuch listened with attention, knowing that his mistress was afflicted with a mortal leprosy, and quickly asked the strange youth if he could cure leprosy 1 " Yes ! " answered Potitus ; " my Lord would do it through me ; for he has said in His Gospel, *Amen ! I say to you if you have faith as a grain of mustard-seed, you shall say to this mountain, remove from hence hither* and it shall remove ; and nothing shall be impossible to you'" (Matt. xvii. 10). " Then ydu can really cure my mistress ? " asked the 3unuch, impatiently. " Yes, if she believe I will cure her." "She will make you loi 1 of all her wealth.** " Ah I friend, I don't desire silver or gold, or riches of any kind. I sigh only to unite her soul to Jesus in the light and knowledge of faith." These last words were not heard by the eunuch ; he had fled inside the mansion, and rushing into his mistress' room with that liberty which eunuc is enjoyed, recounted in breathless haste to the sick n.atron how a strange youth was sitting on the steps of the nouse who could cure leprosy. He was ordered immediately to be admitted to ^HSSARDTNIAN YOUTH. her presence. The voiif»» i '^ hall,, ornamented 4h „ak^ „^'°''«'" ''"""gh splendid ".adehim close hi, eye, S h«^T """^ "«""' ^^ich entered into the room wTe^ ol """• ^^"^ ''^ ""^ loathsome disease, he said %? " """* ""^ ^yi"? in her Christ be with all her!^ ^^ "^ °»^ I*«l Jesus The sick lady lav on a • or three slaves, holding fr^rr"""':'', «''«»'led by two waving beautiful fans to i!Tr,- " ""'" ^'"''^'' *°d The room was hung wTrich T "^ """^"' "^ «'■•• scenes from mythology A be»tvTf"^' ™Pf«^«n«ng middle of the r„om,^n a ^2. .''""^ '"""^ '" 'he carving; „earthe c;uch the^^'! "^T' "' « h«r -ent the door was opened to ,T ^''' "'"' ^^e mo- out with animation : « O v„!l" ' 7 ^°"*"«' ^^e cried She was struck ^ith tC ^T ' T"'"' ""'« «« '" beauty and modesty of the 164 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ii:l ^''i' \-^-M iiife,ji i youth ; a heavenly sweetness beamed on his countenance, and his eyes were cast on the ground. Gently raising his head, and looking towards the matron, he said : " You must first believe, and then you and your whole house shall see the good work." " Oh ! I believe, I believe ! " she cried frantically ; " there is no other God but yours — do cure me." Potitus knelt. All were silent. A number of slaves and attendants had now gathered into the room, for the eui^\^.h had run to tell them that his mistress was going to be cured. After a few moments' pause, Poti- tus stretched out his arms, and turning his eyes towards heaven, prayed thus aloud — " Lord Jesus Christ, King of angels and Redeemer of souls ! Thou hast said to Thy disciples, * Make clean the leper, and raise the dead.' Grant to me, Thy ser- vant, that Thy grace may descend on this woman, that this people may see Thou art God, and there is no other God but Thee." He had scarcely finished his prayer, when a light flashed on the body of Quiriaca — she was cured. All her de- formities disappeared ; she sprung from her couch, seized the mirror ; her skin became fairer than the purest Car- rara marble, tinted with the blush of the rose. The at- tendants gathered round in wonder, and their exclama- tions of joy and surprise filled the chamber with a confu- sion of sounds. Quiriaca could not contain herself ; mes- sengers were despatched through the city to seek her husband — to call friends — to mnounce the joyful news. A few moments and the house, the portico, and the street were filled with people, and the miracle was told and re- told by a thousand tongues. The Acts say the issue oi TBB SASDmUN YOUTJl. this miracle was fJi« «« . * *^ oiviMs). " *" "'"''«'»■<'» of half the city (^edia Potitus remained some «m. ♦» God liad commenced But! T^'^^^'he great work praise were lavished on him T. ?,*°° """"h ^ononr and his favourite retreat on th^i t "''? """* ""^ '» him to prepare for othe. and L»f ^^'"'^ ^'^ '^''hed paving the city, he seat some of^^ T^''^ ^'"'^ his converts to Borne to ^T °""' trustworthy of cetus, the blessi„grGol'L:™r *°^ '"'^^"P^- An- uria. A bishop and ImeZ^'' "" ""' "''^ "f Va- tend the flock; fhrolhTefr^v T ""^"^ ''«'•« «»' to round embrace;, the Sh whll thT *'' "'"'* """"^'^ oty of Valeria, however Z t *? "'^•"' '»»'• The the beautiful but iU-kept'citv of p^ T"' '*'"''"* ""^"yj ruins. ^P' ""J' of Caghan stands near its 3. in Sii'ihrr^ir '-""'^^^ -- ^^ mef to the palace of the cir°T.°' "'"''"'■°» «d daughter of the Emperor An^n "' ^"'"*- ^he only bloom of childhood^ Wri"tt"'' " ^"""S «'■•' '» 'he was possessed by th; dlT^wT""' """^ "^ ^gnes, laws that guide'lhese te^ble^L T '''-^^gat: th^ - wrapt in impenetS?ti""^/\«ff •• ^''''y may have been too r un^ t« ^ . ' ^* "'"''^ ^gnes her greatest crime mlXe be? T'" ""°™' S»"'i -omenta,^ act of disTbirncrAi f ''"'' " '^ %---he thiirrbiTe^K*^; 160 THE MARTYB8 OF TUB COLISEUM h ■ .M'.'i ':{i /i leave untouched the blaspheir er. Say not, Tis chance — there is no such thing as change with God ; 'tis the mys- terious embrace of mercy, justice and judgment 1 The Divine Spirit strikes with one hand and saves with the other. These awful visitations, so terrible in themselves, have been invariably the commencement of the richest spiritual blessings. Such was the case with the daughter of Antoninus. The evil spirit so tortured her that she became i,u object of terror to all the household. She made thd marble halls ring with the most terrific screams. At table she was raised as if by some invisible hand by the hair, and let fall with such violence that all wondered that the bones of her delicate frame were not broken. One mo- ment calm and tranquil as of yore, and than a maniac — a fury rushing with deadly violence on her attendants, and dashing to pieces every ornament within her reach. The imperial palace was filled with grief j the royal phy- sicians were baffled, and knew neither ths3 disease nor the remedies. In vain the pious Emperor o£fered the daily sacrifice in the temple ; in vain he led to the altar of Jupiter victim after victim— -oxen with gilt horns, and decorated with garlands of flowers ; the devil laughed through the lips of Agnes, and gloried in the sacrifices offered to himself. At length the Almighty obliged him to tell the Emperor that he would not leave the body of his daughter until the holy youth Potitus would come, giving directions where he could be found, and what he was doing at that moment. Antoninus believing this to be a response from his gods, ordered Gelasius, the presi- dent of the city, to go with fifty men to seize Potitus^ and urin^ him to Bom^, THE SARDINIAN YOUTH, iry eye was wet ishop was yet e last warning Ion of his burn- lof heaven, and When he had given them his last blessing, he paused for a moment, and then changing his tone of voice, he said, slowly and majestically : " The servants of the Emperor are already come to make me a prisoner of Jesus Christ ; I command you to allow me to pass without any resistance. He who mo- lests one of those men will be an enemy of the Great Master, who has told us to pray for our enemies." Point- ing to the crucifixion on the altar, he said : " Bemain you here in prayer before the great model of your patience whilst I go to my crown." He then descended calmly from the altar and passed through his flock, who were bathed in tears. There were hundreds of stalwart young men in that assembly, who might have offered effectual opposition to Corne- lianus and his soldiers, but their faith and obedience to the Bishop tied their hands, and taught them the sub- lime morality of forbearance. A more touching scene is not recorded in the annals of sacred history. Grief, indignation, and all the passions of the soul were re- strained by the noble power of patience. Their hearts were breaking to see their pastor and their father torn radely from them as if he were a public malefactor, or an infamous conspirator against the throne of the Emperor. The self-possession and bravery of the pastor were reflected in the sublime forbearance of the people. The angels of God must have looked down with joy on a scene that was the nearest thing on earth to the perfection of heaven. Alexander, already a martyr in his heart, as firm as a rock, and as zealous as an apostle, thought more of his widowed people than of the racks, the cauldrons of boiling oil, and the roaring lions he knew were awaiting 100 THE MAHTYR8 OF THE COLISEUM. i ti i\' him in Rome, and giving one last, long and loving look on his weeping children, he. raised his eyes, now sparkling with tears of affection, towards heaven, and breathed over the prostrate crowd this short but loving prayer, " Lord ! I leave them to thee." He was accompanied to Rome by one of his priests, named Grescentianus. He followed him through all the different scenes of his martyrdom, and to him we are in- debted for the beautiful Acts from which we are now quoting. Strange to say, Grescentianus did not say of what city Alexander was Bishop, nor have we any docu< ments to indicate his see. It is generally presumed that it was not far from Rome, but from some expressions in the Acts, I am inclined to think his see was on the east- ern coast of Italy. On reaching Rome, Alexander was immediately pre- sented to the Emperor. He was surrounded >^y soldiers, and his hands were tied behind bis back. Antoninus sat on his throne silent and thoughtful, giving evident signs of uneasiness. Perhaps the recollection of past defeats deterred him from the risk of additional shame. Well he remembered the invincible spirit of the Ghristians, and the extraordinary power that made them terrible, fie felt a supernatural awe steal over him when the Bishop appeared ; fear calmed the fanaticism of his blind devo- tion to the worship of the gods. He quailed under the steady gaze of his handcuffed victim, and would have given half his empire to purchase his apostasy, to save himself from the anticipated opprobrium of another hu- miliation and defeat. His biographers, and even con- temporary writers, tell us that he was not a man of bloodshed or cruelty. He shuddered at the liorrors oi ■■^% UM. [ loving look low sparkling ind breathed lOving prayer, )f his priests, tirough all the lim we are in- 1 we are now did not say of ) we any docu- presumed that ) expressions in ^as on the east- nmediately pre- ded '^y soldiers, Antoninus sat ig evident signs of past defeats lame. Well he Ihristians, and terrible. He jen the Bishop Ihis blind devo- tiled under the Ld would have jostasy, to save of another hu- and even con- not a man of the lioiToisoi ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR. 191 the reigns of Ner^ and Domitian ; but he felt some in- visible power urging him on to persecute the Christians. Theirs was the only blood that stained his hands ; they were the terror of his dreams by night, the remorse of his conscience by day, and the mystery of his life. His interrogatory of the holy Bishop is a tissue of prido, hypo- crisy and cowardice. " Are you Alexander/' he commenced, in a haughty tone, " who is bringing ruin on the East, deceiving men, and persuading them to believe in a desperate man who was slain by his companions % If he were God, would he have suffered like a man % " *' Yes I He would have suffered as a man," said Alex- ander, taking up the last part of the Emperor's address as involving an attack on the great mystery of the incar- nation. ** It was for that purpose He came down from heaven, took on Himself human nature, that He might suffer for and redeem the creature He made." Antoninus was silent for a moment ; he vainly tried to fathom the great mystery contained in th j words of the Bishop ; the brightest pagan intellect could never grasp the sublimity of Catholic truth ; faith is alone the key that unlocks its treasures f'^ the mind of fallen man. The Emperor was a philosopher and thought he know a great deal, but finding the Christian prisoner before him so familiar with things he never heard before, he endeav- oured to hide the blush that mantled his brow, and in a hurried and confused way resumed his address. ** 1 don't want to have much to say to you, young man, but come, deny your Qod, and offer sacrifice to our deities, and I will reward you by giving you an oflice of honour in my own palace ; but if you refuse, I will put you to the Ill \iU' m 193 THE MARTYK8 OF THE COLISEUM, torture, and your God will not be able to take you out of my hands." " Was it to make one worship those dumb stones you brought me hnre 1 " asked the holy martyr, indignantly. " Then, Antoninus, if you are resolved to torture me, do so at once, for I will always put my trust in Him who reigns above ; I will never burn incense to a senseless idol." " Let this insolent man be beaten with rods," said An- toninus, angrily ; " he does not know to whom he is speaking. You have insulted me, who am the ruler of the world ! " Alexander smiled, and said, majestically : " Do not boast of thy power. A few days and thou wilt go where thou dost not wish ; thou wilt have less power than the worm we crush to death beneath our feet." Whilst he was thus speaking, the lictors were untying their fasces, and picking out some of the strongest rods that guarded the aze. A soldier had approached to tear off the garments of the Bishop, when the Emperor, who seemed undecided and irresolute, cried out : '' Hold ! let me see ! Take him to prison ; give him four days to think over his folly, that he may give up the worship of his vanity, and come of his own accord to worship our gods." '*Look upon the four days as already passed," ex- claimed the Bishop ; " and do with me now what thou intendest." Alexander was led away to prison. He was patient and cheerful. The horrors of a Boman dungeon were not unknown to him, yet there was no expression of re- luctance in his countenance, not a word escaped his lips ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR 108 ar. I you out of stones you indignantly, pture me, do n Him who ) a senseleBB ds/'said An- whom he is a the ruler of klly : " ^0 °®^ t wilt go where )ower than the a were untying strongest rods reached to tear Emperor, who It: Lson ; give him [e may give up is own accord ex- Inow what thou Je was patient dungeon were pression of re- scaped his lips indicative of fear. He spoke freely with his guards, and surprised them by his indifference. He seemed to con- sider himself their guest, and chatted as freely as if they were accompanying him to some delicious suburban villa to pass a few days in retirement. When they reached the prison, they pushed him rudely in, and drew the heavy bolt across the iron door, then grinned sarcas- tically at each other as if they had oau<^ht and subdued the wildest lion of the African deserts. They little thought the power of the God of the Christians could pass through iron doors; they go to sleep with the keys of the prison door under their pillow, yet another hour will find their prison empty and their victim escaped. Poor Grescentianus, the faithful priest of the noble Bishop, followed as far as he could prudently go ; but \vhen he saw him cast into a gloomy dungeon, and heard the door ring as it was closed and the lock grate as the heavy bolt was drawn into its marble socket, he was filled with grief, and went away from the sad sctne with a heavy and sorrowful heart. He rambled on through Forum and square and crowded piazzas, unmindful of everything, and wrapt in silence and gloom. The noise of the city was irksome ; he longed to find some re- tired shady spot, where he could indulge in the consola- tion of tears in solitude and silence. Thus he strolled on until he passed through the gates, and felt the fresh breeze of the Sabine hills. He threw himself down under the shade of a large tree, and soon fell into a slumber. Immediately a strange vision passed before him. He thought he saw Alexander kneeling in one corner of his M 194 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. loathsome prison ; beside him was an angel of light, who joined him in singing alternately the verses of a hymn then commonly in use amongst the Christians. After Jbhis, he saw the angel untie his bonds, and lead him towards the door of the prison. The heavy door flew open, and they went through : the guards were all asleep, and they passed by unnoticed. The angel led him through the Forum, and those streets which lead to the Porta Capena.* Crescentianus, still asleep, thought he was then passing over every inch of the ground he had just walked. They were engaged in the most cheerful conversation, and the brilliant light that shone from the countenance of the angel made everything around brighter than day. The people crossed on either side, but seemed not to see them. At length they passed under the gate, and every step brought them nearer to where he was. He thought he could hear them talking when the angel suddenly stopped, and pointed out where he was sleeping, and, singing Alleluia in the most ex- quisite manner, began to rise gradually towards heaven. Alexander was riveted to the spot, and remained for a few moments gazing in the direction whence the lovely spirit had disappeared. Crescentianus, still in his dream, thought he saw the holy Bishop come towards him; his heart begins to leap — now he is nearer — another moment and he sees the venerable form of the Bishop bending over him. Starting from his dream, Crescentianus awoke, sprang to his feet, and cried out, " Alexander ! " It was no dream. Alexander was really there. That moment they were clasped in each other's arms. * The gate that led to the Appian Way. f light, who of a hymn ians. After id lead him ^y door flew re all asleep, rel led him L lead to the », thought he ound he had most cheerful ; shone from rthing around m either side, h they passed ihem nearer to p them talking ated out where the most ex- ►wards heaven, emained for a ince the lovely il in his dream, ardshim; his .other moment ishop bending Intianus awoke, tder ! " there. That arms. ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR 195 Alexander told the good priest how the angel came to him in prison, delivered him, and led him within a few yards of the spot on which they were standing ; and the priest, in tears of joy, recognised that his vision was not a disappointing dream, but a consoling reality. They moved off together along the Appian Way, expatiating on the mercies of God. Alexander spoke with much fer- vour on what the angel told him ; how he was to be taken back again to the hands of his persecutors, and to suffer martyrdom for the faith ; that he was liberated from prison for a few days in order to confound the pagans, and to carry spiritual relief to some poor Chris- tians dwelling in a small town in the vicinity of the city, who were wavering in their faith. Thus the joy and love of their hearts made them unconscious of the fatigues of the journey ; they did not stop until they arrived at the town pointed out by the angel. Next morning the governor of the prison came in fear and trembling to announce to the Emperor that, by some unknown means, the prisoner Alexander had escaped. The wretched man did not know but that his own head would have to pay the penalty. Antoninus was more annoyed than surprised. The Christians were a puzzle to him; he dreaded them, whilst he persecuted them with fiendish hatred. His answer to the governor was, Alexander must be brought before him at the end of four days ; otherwise, his own head would be the atonement to the offended gods. The governor received the message with terror, yet it was a relief to his terrified soul, although the sword of the executioner still hung over his head ; he seized the hope that a few days' respite afforded, and on his way back to his house, he planned his arrange- 1 1 196 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. y. ?■'*'' J i\ if ■\i ments to search the city for his victiir. But Alexander was like a city on a mountain, or a light in the most con- spicuous part of the house ; the governor had no difficulty in hearing and discovering the abode of this great servant of God. A couple of days have passed, and Alexander and the holy priest Orescentianus have converted the little town on the Appian Way to which they were sent by the angel. Miracles of all kinds confirmed their preaching : the light of heaven was poured on the sightless eye-balls ; and the lame were made to bound like the deer ; even the dead were called from more than four days' corrup- tion, and appeared in Eome to their astonished friends, to tell how Alexander brought them back to life. Fame flew with untiring wing to every triclinium of the city— from the Forum to the baths, and from the baths to the Palatine. Immediately another troop of soldiers was sent to seize the Bishop \ and on the morning of the fourth day he was brought to Rome, secured by heavy chains, and surrounded by a cruel and demoniacal mob. The governor of the prison had saved his head, but heaven had gained a martyr. The morning Alexander was brought to Rome, it hap- pened that the Emperor and an immense concourse of people had assembled outside the city, in a field on the Claudian Road, to witness an exhibition of wild animals and athletic sports. The animals had just arrived from the East, and were intended for the games of the Coliseum. Whilst the ovariums were being prepared, they were ex- hibited here, to the great amusement and delight of the people. The governor of the prison, who was trembling lest s trembling lest tiJlyHOP AND MASTTn. ,9, some Christian magic shonM a ■ once «„„,. tabbed LlTd trT* '^ "' ^' ^•««"' anderin chains, a„d sto'uiy ^J T r""!? ''•' '^'^ ^><'^- ^ia Claudia, whilst he folwej i'' v T'."' ""^ '<> 'he joy of a man who had ju 1 2 " f *'1°'' ''^^""^ ""e having escaped the sentence of deaZ * ''""«'""' "^'^^ Tiiey marched about t»„ ."***»• gate, crossed the MilviiT BrTdS °t"* *' ^'''■»'"«"' where the Emperor and If^tHV."''"'"^ *« ««'<» ^ame field, probably, which S ja^'' «»«embled-the o-ngground for the Pontifi!^' ^ !^*' '""^ '"« «- in the midst of the «««,. ^ the crowd-the Emperor rr '"""'"' P^'«« tl^ough happened. Some s^ir anT f'^-^-^o^etting h'aj he wishes to see them at onr":^ ^ave arrived, and news has come from the dtv a„1 ?'.*■"" '""P-^ant ''e- it They see him r^^J'^.^].'' '["'""teg to 8 temporary dais erected atthl '^'^his suite towards he might rest and take r^frol "^ "^ *« ^'^^' ''here fed by a thousand voSrlT" ^'"" " "' " hey see a troop of soldiers 1„1.' 'T """»»'. »« ■» the front rank there wdks!v™'^ '^'"" "«' ^iber; »f youth, in a strange CLJ ?^ ""*" '" ''"' "oom ^■"inal. All eyes fre b nHn T' "'"' ''°"'<1 <>« » l^ve done ? Soldiei.. too -And th""" ^''' <=»" ^"e «« of the TuUian ! Their tnL " ^°'' ">« Sovet- « answered, but their curiTitv'""^ •'""'"°"' ^«~ 'meonesaidhewastheChrir ^ T ""'''^^ ''hen fi^on a few days ago tSv ! h'" f .° '""^ *'"»?«•» »«« Wcony of the Emplr to w! .f ""'"' *''« shaded Miaation. _ ' *" ""'"^ss the result of his ex- ' ^iH 108 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ^ lifiii si* Alexander was tranquil and cheerful. He was boti.dd and guarded : he knew that every eye was upon him. There was none of that false confidence, and apparent indifference to fate, which animate political prisoners, led through an excited and shouting mob to the tribunal of the state ; he had closed his eyes and ears to earthly sounds, his heart was away at the throne of God, implor^ ing strength for his coming struggle ; nobility, majesty, and angelic sweetness were all blended in his countenance; the eye that looked at him through curiosity remained fixed with reverential awe. Amongst the crowd, there followed the faithful Crescentianus — he who knows no fear, defies death — and the holy priest recorded for pos- terity what he saw and heard. " Anxiously listening," says the good Crescentianus, " I heard Antoninus say— " * Well, Alexander, hast thou consented to become oui friend 1 ' *^ Alexander, after a moment's pause, replied, ' Do not tempt my Lord Jesus Christ \ thy father the devil once tempted Him, and said : " If thou bt the Christ, turn those stones into bread;" and the Lord said: "Away I be- gone, Satan, the Lord thy God shalt thou adore, and Him alone shalt thou serve." So I say to you, thou shalt not tempt the servant of Christ.' " At that moment, a terrible flash of lightning startled the crowd. A dark, heavy thunder-cloud had been pass- ing overhead, and, as if in indignation at the insult of- fered to a servant of the great God, poured down its torrents of rain upon the multitude. The people ran everywhere for shelter. Frequent and prolonged flashes •of forked lightning lit up Monte Mario and the Saxa Rubra with a lurid glare, and the earth shook with the 'M. 5 was botkiid J upon bim. nd apparent prisoners, led le tribunal ot rs to earthly :God,inip^or' ility, majesty, } countenance; )sity remained 3 crowd, there ^ho knows no corded for pes-- isly listening,** ntoninus say— d to become GUI ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR 199 most terrible thunder. Terror gave additional confusion to the scene ; the people ran to and fro, mingling their shouts with the screams of the animals, whilst some seemed to lose their senses with fright; many were struck dead by the lightning, others were trampled to death by the crowd, as they madly rushed towards the city. Antoninus, who, a moment before, had been think- ing of exposing Alexander at once to the hungry animals, was too terrified to carry his project into execution. By giving orders to have the prisoner transferred to his tribu- nal in the city, he was but obeying the unseen Providence of God, who wished to confound still more the folly of idolatry, and manifest His own omnipotence and divinity. The assembly broke up ; and the moment Alexander left the tribunal, the storm ceased, the sky became beautiful and clear, and the bright rainbow of heaven showed, to the prophetic eye of the holy Bishop, the sunshine of peace and triumph that would soon shine on the Church after the storm of persecution had passed away. Next morning the city was in great excitement. The thunderstorm, which was perhaps but a natural contin- gency, was magnified into a masterpiece of witchcraft and skill on the part of the Christians. In proportion as curiosity drew them round Alexander in greater numbers, their fear and respect were also in- creased. Antoninus was confused. He was enraged by the anticipation of a defeat, for he knew there was some- thing extraordinary about the Christians. A private ex- amination and execution were now impossible ; for long before the usual time for the trial and condemnation of Christian criminals, the Forum was filled with an eager and curious crowd. There was no need of a crier on this !!'!! if 200 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, lii 1 /; 1 ::ir: occasion, to call them to witness the terrible fate of the Christians. They poured in from every part of the city in immense masses ; the humble servant of God was to be like Himself, for the resurrection of many, and for the greater condemnation of the hardened and unconverted. At length the Emperor arrived. Alexander was brought before him. He had still that mild but inflexible look oi determination which, from the first day he saw him, to the Emperor seemed superhuman. After he had taken his seat, and silence was proclaimed, Antoninus com- menced a long oration about the great Apollo and the invincible Jupiter. He concluded with a touching appeal to the human feelings of the Saint ; he offered liberty, a post of honour in his palace, friendship with Csosar, wealth, marble halls and boundless vineyards — everything that the pagan world coveted ; but the return for all this — the necessary condition — was apostasy. Alas ! how many now-a-days are caught with the promises of the world, and sell their faith and eternal happiness for a few days of favour with Caesar ! But Alexander seemed too indignant to answer. He whispered to one of his guards near him something equi- valent to this : " Tell the Emperor he is a fool for his pains." The crowd knew nothing of what he said, but saAv a person whispering to Antoninus in a low voice. His countenance became flushed with rage ; he stamped his foot, and, calling Cornelianus, cried out, angrily, " Let him be put on the rack, and burn his sides with torches." In those days of terror, the rack, the cauldron, and the axe were always athand; the torturers and the headsmen — demons in human form — were always at their post when a Christian victim was ' o be tortured or executed. A mi ST. fate of the of the city God was to and for the inconverted. was brought xiblelookot saw him, to le had taken boninus com- )ollo and the uching appeal jred liberty, a with Casar, g— everything iirn for all this Alas ! how romises of the Lness for a few answer. He jmething equi- a fool for his [at he said, but a low voice. [e ; he stamped j, angrily, "Lfit with torches." ildron, and the Iheheadsmen— [.heir post when executed. A ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR. 201 few seconds after this order had been issued, a cumbrous machine was wheeled into the presence of the Emperor. Its ropes, wheels, and crossbar handles left no doubt as to its name and efficiency to torture the human frame. Another moment and the Bishop was stripped, the loops were passed round his hands and feet, and the rough arm of a lictor pushed him back on the machine. All were silent, and watched with breathless anxiety for the tight- ening ropes, the stretching limbs, the convulsed frame — but, oh, wonder ! the ropes are stretched to their utmost limits, and the Saint's body seems to have stretched with them, yet no pain, no moans, no contortion of the placid looks ; a smile plays around his lips, and joy beams in his bright eye. Burning torches are applied to his naked Bides, but his flesh is not consumed, he feels no pain. The martyr himself compared the sensation to cold water poured over his body and washed oflf with the most deli- cate sponge. After half-an-hour of fruitless efforts to dis- locate his bones, and bum his sides the Emperor had him taken off and once more said to him : " Now, see how long the gods are waiting for thee, and thou wilt not sub- mit. Now I swear to thee by Jupiter, the only invinci- ble god, and Apollo, who possesses the world and rules every ago, if thou wilt voluntarily sacrifice to them I will esteem thee as a brother and give thee immense riches." Contrary to the expectation of all, and even of the Emperor himself, Alexander replied : " Then where are your gods % let us see if they prove their divinity that we may sacrifice to them." If the governor of a besieged city on the point of yield- ing through starvation saw the enemy retire on the prom- 1 1 III "- u IByju i^B m 1 THE MARTYRS OF THB COLISJBUM. ise of a slight reward, he could not have felt more joy than Antoninus when the Christian Bishop consented, as he thought, to offer sacrifice to his gods. He ordered him to be taken immediately to the templo of Apollo ; a crier went before, declaring the victory of the Emperor ; and the people, who the Acts say were about 3000, moved en masse to the scene of expected apostasy and perversion. But they were doomed to be disappointed. Let us follow the crowd, and see once more how great is the God of the Christians. We have already mentioned where the temple of Apollo is supposed to have been situated. The proces- sion moved along the Via Sacra through tho triumph- al arch of Titus, and, turning immediately to the right, passed along the Via Nuova — ^the massive pavements of which are still to be seen — and thus reached the temple of the god Apollo on the southern part of the Golden House. Many of the people had run thither immediately to secure a good place ; and when the Em- peror and the holy Bishop, still guarded by tho soldiers, had arrived the lictors had to make passage through the crowd. Antoninus entered the temple first, and, in a studied speech, thanked Apollo for his triumph over the Christian. The fire, the incense, and the tripod wore ready, and a garland of fresh flowers was put on tho brow of the marble statue. The Emperor beckoned to Alexander to come forward ; he advanced majestically, knolt and prayed. The reader knows what is going to happen — yes ! down came the idol and part of the temple, breaking all befo re it — in a moment all was smoke, confusion and ruin. The murmur of the people was like the thunder of the fall. Alexander rose, smiled, and pointed to the f. i more joy nsented, as [e ordered Apollo ; a ) Emperor ; OOO, moved perversion, et us follow the God of temple ot The proces- 10 triumph- to the right, I pavements reached the I part of the run thither hen the Em- the soldiers, through the ;, and, in a iph over the , wore ready, ihe brow of Alexander , knolt and io happen— >le, breaking infusion and ihe thunder inted to the ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR, 2(Ni; dih'is of the statue and temple of the mighty Apollo, as much as to say, " These are the gods you worship." But as gladiators who contend with each other are more maddened by every defeat, so Antoninus became more enraged each time he was baffled by the Christian. He slunk away from the scene of the fallen temple as if every stone had a tongue to hoot him. It cost him little to blaspheme the god ho pretended to fear ; in a fit of rage he determined once more to avenge himself on the Christian. What is the most terrible and disgraceful death he can inflict on Alexander % To be torn to pieces like a slave by the wild beasts in the Coliseum. Such is to be the case ; and as the enraged Anto- ninus moved towards his marble halls, he called Cornelianus, told him to guard his prisoner well till the morrow, and then to have him devoured by hungry bears and lions before the whole people in the amphitheatre. 2. Once more we find ourselves in the Coliseum. More beautiful in its renovated splendour, it seems to have been built but yesterday, and to be commencing a new and more bloody career. The same scene presents itself to our view — crowded seats ; the people shouting ; every now and then a voice louder than the rest sends a sharp, shrill sound ringing through every bench, and re-echoing from the awning to the arena and back again. It meant " The Christians to the lions ! " The Emperor arrives. Trumpets, drums and clashing of arms mingled with the roars of animals and men : it was the homage of Home to its terrestrial Jupiter. I It ■i 'I ±0i THE MARTYRa OF THE COLISEUM. Antoninus entered with a gloomy frown upon his brow. The adulations and absurd praises, vociferously clamoured forth by his subjects, remind him how false his greatness, how palpable his weakness, since he can- not conquer one man — a weak, young, unarmed captive I Blind, abandoned, and already judged, he could not see where thousands saw ; yet historians say he had a noble soul 1 Perhaps they only meant by contrast. That soul was wrapped in a mist darker and denser than the cloud which the sun cannot penetrate. But as the impiety of the Jevs was the instrument of the mercy of God, so the blindness of the Roman Emperors has been the source of everlasting glory to many. Alexander is led in. Venerable, though young ; beau- tiful, though austere ; joy is stamped on his features ; confidence is seen in his gait ; his whole appearance is a defiance of death — the bravery of independence inspired by martyrdom and anticipated triumph. Hark ! the ani- mals are growling, as the apertures of their dungeons are opened ; they are gr eeting some passing gleam of the light of heaven through the unbarred gates, or, perhaps, some favourite keeper whom they dare not touch. The wildest and best are permitted to seek the momentary freedom of a larger cage ; a dainty feast of human blood they wish to give them. Two bears rush into the arena, but an invisible power arrests their progress; they stand motionless, looking towards the martyr as if some wondrous light terrified and dazzled them. They will not move. Two more en- ter ; they join their companions, and look with awe on the martyr of God. But the strangest thing in the an- nals of the wonders of the Coliseum is yet to be told. :?'? ■* .: ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR. 205 pon his iferously ow false he can- captive I 1 not see I a noble rhat soul the cloud oapiety of ad, so the source of Alexander moves from the centre towards the throne ot Offisar, and, behold I the bears follow and lick the print of his footsteps. '* Ubi ambulaverat famulus Dei vestigia pedum ejus lingebant/' says Crescentianus, an eye-wit- ness. Two lions were let loose, and with roars bounded towards him. But they likewise bowed themselves down before the great servant of God, and licked his feet. ** Cumque venissent duo leones, humiliaverunt se ad pedes ejus plantasque lingebant." Who could describe the noise, the shouts, the yells of the people 1 Greater than any god must have been the thing called magic that could work such wonders. But the Christians knew it was the omnipotence of God ; their cry of praise fell like music on the ear of Alexander ; he rejoiced that there were even a few in the mighty mass of infidelity that surrounded him to join in thank- ing their common God. Gornelianus, who had the care of the prisoner, knew the pleasure he should give the Emperor by the destruc- tion of Alexander. He prudently (as he thought) antici- pated the reluctance of the beasts to touch him ; these dumb animals were believed to be influenced by the dark arts of magic. He had in readiness the furnace burning under an enormous pan of heated oil ; and with the per- mission of the Emperor, it was wheeled into the arena. Louder and deeper became the murmurs of the excited people as they saw the burning cauldron take the place of the brutes, who had been coaxed away by large lumps of carrion flesh. But need we delay to tell of another triumph, another defeat, another miracle 1 Alexander was put into the burning mass : it was immediately extin- M 206 TUB JiARTYHS OF THE COLISEUM. guished. Further and louder cries rang out from the benches ; the blasphemies of the pagans were not louder than the sweet " Deo gratias" of the faithful few. We have remarked in former narratives, tliat these ex- traordinary miracles in the Coliseum were not without fruit. Whilst thousands were left beyond any further doubt, there was generally a harvest of immediate con- version. The saints in the amphitheatre were like the apostles, when they came out of the upper room in JerU' salem ; every word they spoke was an argument that appealed to the intelligence, and like an arrow pierced through the heart, the seat of the will, the affections, and the passions, which it led captive to the altar of eternal truth. When the Apostles passed away. Almighty God still continued the ministry in all its original splendour of miracles and attraction. The Flavian amphitheatre at Kome was, in its day, one of the spots chosen by Him for the continued Apostolate of His Church. How venerable must its majestic walls appear to the eyes of the student of the Church's history I Imperishable re- cords, telling of conversions, of wonders, of mighty words, and examples of the martyrs of Christ. Here the great Spirit 0^ God breathed conviction and love, wheresoever it wished. Pagans, and persecutors, and blasphemers, with hearts harder than the statues of their gods, entered the Coliseum in the morning, to gloat over scenes of cruelty and bloodshed ; before sunset, they were trans- ferred, like the good thief, from the midst of their infamy and shame, to the joys of paradise. Alexander will not be without a large and beautiful harvest of souls, and, even like his predecessors, who combated the powers of darkness in the arena of the Coliseum, he will have com- i' I I ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR. 207 from the it loudor r. these ex- i without J further iiate con- > like the 1 in Jeru- naent that »w pierced stions, and of eternal lighty God splendour aphitheatre len by Him rch. How the eyes of Irishable re- rhty words, •e the great heresoever lasphemers, ►ds, entered ir scenes of were trans- Iheir infamy Ider will not souls, and, le powers of ll have com- panions in his glory. Let us continue the beautiful re- cords of the Acts. Antoninus, seeing his victim still unhurt and indomi- table, was carried away by his blind fury ; and, without stopping to consider whether he could succeed or not, ordered Cornelianus to have him beheaded by the public executioner. Cornelianus commanded silence. He read aloud to the assembled thousands the sentence of the Emperor j that Alexander, the contumacious Christian, was to be beheaded at the twentieth milestone on the Via Claudia. He had scarcely finished the last word of the sentence, when there was a commotion near the Emperor's seat ; a young man was struggling in the arms of another j every one was silent, and all eyes turned towards the scene. At length he overpowered his antagonist, and rushed towards the Emperor. It was Herculanus, a courtier of the royal suite, and a particular favourite of Antoninus. Almost breathless, he cried out in a clear voice : " Cruel and insensate tyrant ! how has God blinded thine eyes that thou mayest not see, and hardened thy heart that thou mayest not understand, the greatness of His power 1 Behold this Christian : he has come forth unhurt from all his trials ; no marks of the lash appear on his body ; the rack and the burning torches had no power to hurt him ; when torn by hooks, he did not breathe a word ; the gods of Kome could not stand be- fore him, and their temples fell to pieces at his wish ; the lions crouched at his feet, and the bears licked his foot- steps ; he came out of the boiling oil more radiant than when he was put into it ; and now that he is ordered to be beheaded, he goes to death with joy in his heart, and 208 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ■■i: 't^ a smile on his face. Who can any longer doubt but that He in whom Alexander trusts is the only true God 1 " Having uttered these la»t words, he leaped into the arena to embrace the martyr, before all the people. The young man had watched every triumph of the servant of God J each one of them was a powerful argument in itself, but when put together they carried conviction, even in spite of prejudice, irresistibly to the mind. He had from the commencement determined to become a Christian, but the scenes he witnessed in the Coliseum had worked up his feelings to a pitch of enthusiam which he could no longer control He had communicated his conviction to a friend ; who, knowing the terrible conse- quences which would follow from his public profession of Ciiristianity, endeavoured to hold him back: this was the cause of the struggle between them. Antoninus was thunderstruck at this sudden change in his friend, so that for a moment he was unable to utter a word. He looked on them embracing each other in the arena, and then, assuming an air of indifference, ad dressed the young man as follows : — " How comes it Herculanus, that you entertain these sentiments, you who up to this moment held the Christians in hatred ? " Herculanus answered boldly — ** Antoninus, I never hated the Christians. For four- teen years I have been in your service, and have accom- panied you to the .temple ; but I prayed secretly in my heart to Christ, the great God of the Christians." The Emperor muttered something hastily to Cornelia- nus, and left the Coliseum. His orders were that both should be beheaded. They were ex<^cuted at different times and different )t but that Godr' id into the iople. The the servant trgument in conviction, mind. He to become a the Coliseum lusiam which aunicated his ierrible conse- j profession of ack; this was Iden change in anable to utter each other in 1 difference, ad How comes it nents, you who hatred I " ttis. For four- jd have accom- 1 secretly in my Istians." \\y to Cornelia- fwere that both and different ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR. 209 places. The Acts we have been quoting record the death of Alexander in a few short sentences. They are not easily understood. It would seem that Crescentianus, the friend and biographer of the holy Bishop, was so over- come with grief and sorrow, that he expressed himself with brevity and obscurity. However, by the aid of the Martyrology of Ado, and the epitomized records of Petrus de Natalibus, we are encbled to give the reader some interesting details, and so bring this wondrous story to a close. Alexander was martyred on the Via Claudia, about five miles from the present town of Bracciano, near the beau- tiful lake of the same name. He was led out under aci escort of soldiers to the twentieth milestone ; but why he was taken so far, and to this particular place, may be deduced from the following facts : — At the time the events we have recorded were passings the Emperor Antoninus was engaged in laying out a magnificent villa on the Claudian Way. The villas or suburban residences of the ancient Eomans were superb adjuncts to the palaces of the nobility. For miles around the city, every spot that was beautiful in nature was de- corated with marble mansions and artificial gardens. On the gentle declivities of the Alban hills, amid the olive groves of the Sabine, and on the very cliflFs of the Apen- nines, the lordly mansion of the Boman patrician rose in stupendous grandeur, overlooking a beautiful solitude, and forming an oasis of summer repose for the luxurious and wealthy citizen. Antoninus selected the green slopes that surrounded Lake Bracciano, and erected a villa equal in magnificence to that of Adrian near Tibur. The ruins of this villa are still to be seen near Bracciano. Arrenghi, N 21U THE MARTYMS OF THE COLISEUM. m in his work on Subterranean Rome, in the fortieth chap- ter, has alluded to these ruins thus : — " Quo potissimum loco spectatissimse quondam villae. Veri imperatoris vestigia ingentis quidem magnitudinis conspiciuntur." It was to this spot Alexander was led out to be mar- tyred. Ado relates how a poor won' an gave him a napkin to bind his eyes before his execution, as was the custom in cases of decapitation : it was brought back to her by an angel after the martyrdom of the holy Bishop. A similar fact is recorded of St. Plautilla, when St. Paul was going to be beheaded, and the towel or handkerchief was miraculously restored to her. At the moment that the executioner's axe fell on the neck of Alexander, the earth was shaken by an earthquake ; a great number of houses in the little town of Bracciano fell, and the villa and baths of the Emperor were nearly destroyed. Many of the inhabitants were killed in the ruins. The faithful Crescentianus was at hand to bury the body. Ho built a new crypt near the scene of his triumph ; and having embalmed the venerable remains, he put on the slab these words, " Hie requiescit sanctus et venera- bilis Martyr Alexander Episcopus cujus depositio celebra- tur undecimo Kal. Oct." (" Here rests the holy and venerable martyr Alexander, Bishop, whose deposition is celebrated the eleventh of the Kalends of October.") The Acts record the wonderful conversion of Cornelia- nus, which we will give here in a few words. Seven days after the martyrdom of the saint,Cornelianus came to the place where he was buried, and seeing the word martyr on his tomb, he was filled with anger : he took up a heavy instrument and stretched out his arm to break the slab, when that moment his arm was withered, ALEXANDER, BISHOP AND MARTYR. 211 h chap- .ssimum leratoris tur." be mar- B him a \ was the iback to \f Bishop. L St. Paul idkerchief Daent that inder, the number of id the villa ed. Many ;o bury the [is triumph ; I, he put on Is et venera- litio celebra- e holy and deposition ictober.") [of Cornelia- Icornelianus seeing the anger: he it his arm to IS withered, and he fell insensible to the ground. He writhed and screamed in agony. The people gathered round him ; his wife and his own family, on witnessing his condition, broke out into loud lamentation, and terror seized on every one present. They spoke to him, but he made no answer, for he had lost his senses. He was carried to his villa, and every means employed to restore him but in vain ; his malady seemed to increase. In paroxysms of pain, he cried out : " O Alexander ! you are burning me ; I beseech you to assist me." When they heard him calling out for the assistance of the Christian whom he had put to death, they were surprised, and thought it was the eflfect of his madness. But there was a stranger looking on ; nobody knew who he was ; he whispered into the ear of the afflicted wife : " Take him to the tomb of Alexander again and he will be cured." She did so ; and no sooner did they put his withered arm against the tomb of the Saint, than it was restored, and Cornelianus came to himself again. " On the following day," say the Acts, " he sent for Po- thasius and his daughter, and related to them all that hap- pened to the martyr, and what he had suffered on his account, andPothasius wrote the words dictated by him." This document was preserved in the imperial archives. The priest Crescentianus says he saw it, and made some additions to it from what he saw. After the death of the Emperor Antoninus, which happened soon after the mar- tyrdom of Alexander, Cornelianus gave the Christians a large piece of ground round the tomb oi the Saint. His body was removed by Crescentianus to the seventh mile- stone on the same Claudian "Way, and here there imme- diately sprang up a church and cemetery. All traces of sill m '■ 212 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, these have long since passed away, for some of the most terrible of the persecutions of the Christians have yet to come ; and in the storms that afterwards blew over the Church, the sanctuary and altar were swept away ; but the faith was preached and flourished in the st;cret recesses of the Catacombs. V-:. t: :- CHAPTER XI. THE SENATORS. I HE Senate was the grandest institution of pagan Rome. Outside the hierarchy of the Catholic Church, there never was an assembly more powerful, more united, more lasting. It has passed through the wars, the storms and vicissitudes of twenty-five centuries, and still exists. Springing from obscurity, it moved insensi- bly into pow«r, until it ruled the world. It rose amid a band of fugitives, truant slaves, and highwaymen — ^was founded by Romulus about 750 B.O. It consisted first of a hundred of the oldest and most respectable men of the little colony of exiles and slaves that settled down among the Seven Hills ; hence its name of Senatef or assembly of old men or fathers. It was increased to two hundiud when the rape of the Sabines brought a union between the two tribes. Under Tarquin the number was raised to three hundred, and under the Emperors, it reached aa high as a thousand. All power was placed in their hands. The chief magistrate, although he bore the title of king, was but the commander of the army, and presided over the religion of the state. The Senate declared war or 214 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM li .h ; fi I ,f peace, and treated with the ambassadors of other nations. They wore a different kind of dress from the ordinary people j they had a special place appointed for them in the Coliseum and in all public functions ; they were for- bidden to traffic or intermarry with the persons of base extraction. Amongst the prohibited were actresses, and their daughters and grand-daughters. An ancient writer gives a detailed idea of the powers reserved to the Senate. In the days of its glory it was the sole source and centre of the power and greatness of Rome. " Nothing," says Polybius, " could go in or out of the treasury without its consent ; it was the highest administration of the state. It judged the differences which arose between the cities and provinces that submitted to the Empire ; it corrected or defended them when necessary. It enrolled the arn^y and supplied their pay ; it sent its consuls to the battle- field, and recalled them at will, or sent other generals to replace them; it declared the triumph and measured the glory of the conqueror ; no public monument could be raised to the memory of the great without its con- sent. It was in fine the grand court of appeal for the nations of the earth — the sole representative of the Eo- man people." " If we add to their unlimited legal power the ascend- ancy that the senators of Eome must have naturally gained from their wealth, their personal merit, their pa- triotism, and their union, we can easily understand how they influenced the destinies of so many nations. When we read the annals of this great institution, we are struck with the gravity of its debates, and the bold- ness and independence of its acts, ever mingled and di- rected by prudence and foresight. No authority was re- THE SENATORS. 216 cognised among them but reason ; instead of party spirit, jealousy, and partiality, one grand and noble feeling pre- sided over their assembly, and guided their actions — it was the public good. This was the secret of their triumph and their power. '. •■■ ■. -■ 2. ■. ■■' ^ The early history of the Senate is wrapt up in the history of Bome itself, and is inseparable from it. But, as the events we are about to relate took place in that era of Home in which the Coliseum flourished, we must glance at its character at that time during those days of persecution. After the political convulsions that shook the Empire, drove Cicero in exile, and placed Caesar at the head of affairs, the Senate received a blow from which it never recovered. The form of the Boman government was completely changed ; the people, who had conquered the patricians, yielded up all their rights to their chief, and the whole power of the Empire became concentrated in one man. Caesar assumed the title of Dictator and Em- peror, and therewith the rights of the Supreme Pontiflf, the authority of the censors, and of the praetorship. Thus he controlled the treasury — had the right of declar- ing peace or war — the disposition of the provinces, and the election of the magistrates. His ambition was fatal to the power of the Senate, and although it continued its meetings, and sustained the splendour of its former prestige, yet it was nothing more than a political assembly, a grand council of the state, that enjoyed only as much power as its ambitions chief consented to give. fll« THE MARTYR8 OF THE COUSEUif P/. J IN It is not, however, to be supposed that the Senators submitted to these changes without a murmur. A spirit of envy and indignation showed itself in their public and private actions ; and the first Emperor was too sharp- sighted not to see a terrible revenge flashing from a hun- dred poniards in the very halls of the Senate. A policy of conciliation only retarded the fatal blow. He knew their power even in the very memories of the past ; and although he had triumphed over them as the idol of a mob, yet he could not afford to trample on the patricians and lose their support. His policy was to neutralise the opposition of the in- heritors of the old patrician power, by adding to their number from his own most devoted followers, and he immediately raised the Senate to nine hundred ; he increased in proportion the number of magistrates, and filled some of the most important offices with his own adherents. It was by this means that men from the pro- vinces of Etruria and Lucania, and Venetians, insubrians, and others, barbaikn and illiterate, were poured in to deteriorate and corrupt the great patriarchal institution of the Empress City. This roused more than ever the indignation of the aristocratic party, and even the great Cicero murmured, and his powerful pen accelerated the ruin that was coming. Suetonius tells us, that nothing could be heard but verses and songs ridiculing the new senators ^ galling insinuations, that they were a con- quered race of barbarians, and th£.u Csesar had made them change their skins for the laticlave. On the Pas- quin of that time (most probably the same old disfigured statue that stands at one of the angles of the Braschi Palace) were put up notices to this eflfect : "Let no one show the strangers the way to the Forum," \ ■1 !« 1^ THE SENATORS, 217 e Senators . A spirit ' public and too sharp- [rom a hun- u A policy He knew e past ; and le idol of a le patricians n of the in- cling to their jyers, and he lundred; he jistrates, and (vith his own from the pro- s, insubrians, poured in to il institution un ever the en the great lelerated the ihat nothing lling the new were a con- ir had made On the Pas- >ld disfigured the Braschi I'Let no one The indignation of the old patricians went on increas- ing. Though robbed and humbled, they were resolute and determined. Their discontent at last burst out into passion and fury, and, led on by the impetuous Brutus, they resolved on Csesar's death. He fell. His bleeding body was still lying at the base of Pompey's statue in the Forum, whilst the forty wretches who had assassin- ated him rushed through the streets with their daggers in their hands, still recking with the blood of the Dic- tator, and crying out : Death to all tyrants." Yet their triumph was but temporary. That venerable body did not recover its power and prestige by violence and blood- shed ; they will not recover it now ; the decrees of Pro- vidence are against it ; it may exist, but will never again rule the world. The revolution of the Ides of March, as it is called, robbed the world of its greatest man. Brutus boasted of having slain a tyrant, but the provinces wept over Caesar's death. The cry of grief and public mourning that rose through the whole Empire was the condemna- tion of the murderers. It was evident to all that the jealousy and ambition of a body of factious citizens caused the death of Caesar, not the true love of liberty, nor zeal for the welfare of the state. " They called them- selves slayers of a tyrant," says Dion Cassius, a senator himself, who lived about a century afterwards, " but they were nothing more than assassins and murderers " (No. xliv. i). Cjesar was beloved in the provinces. Its magistrates, the army,t''.nd even the greater part of the Senate, lamented his fall. The outer world cared nothing about the supre- macy of the Senate. What advantage did they reap from 218 THE MAHTYHS OF THE COLISEUM. II / I '^ \ I M 1^ ti€'! the politics or aj^itations of the Roman Forum 1 As long as they enjoyed liberty, prosperity and justice from their acknowledged chief, why should they espouse the cause of the Senate 1 Moreover, the assembly itself had fallen from its pristine integrity. Its effeminacy, its partiality, and departure from the rigour and patriotism of its ancient institution, drew on it contempt rather than submission and admiration. Long before the monarchy of Csesar, the great Cicero spoke these remarkable words, indicating its moral as well as political degeneration : — " It is on account of our vices, and not from any stroke of fortune, that, although we preserve the name of a republic, we have long since lost the reality." — " Nostris, non casu aliquo, rempublicam verbo retinemus, reipsa vero jam pridem amisimas." — De Ee^ub. v. i. The blood of Csesar was shed in vain ; the anarchical faction of the Senate never held the reins of govern- ment ; the poniards that slew him commenced for the Senate the most terrible and disastrous period of its career. In the civil wars and convulsions that followed, they not only lost the last vestige of their former power, but became the victims of the caprice or revenge of the ambitious aspirants to the supreme power of the Empire. Augustus assumed the sceptre of Csesar. His reorgani- sation of the Senate was one of the most splendid, be- cause most difficult, feats of his successful reign. By his influence he caused nearly two hundred of its members, who were not fitted by birth or talent for their high posi- tion and honours, to resign their places. He calmed their suspicions, and concealed his ambition by assuming the humble title of Prince of the Senate. Nevertheless, during n% As long [;e from their ,86 the cause elf had fallen its partiality, of its ancient m submission •hy of Ccesar, •ds, indicating n : " It is on ,ke of fortune, a republic, we tris, non casu ipsa vero jam the anarchical 5ins of govern- nenced for the period of its that followed, former power, or revenge of power of the His reorgani- 3t splendid, be- reign. By his af its members, Itheirhighposi- [e calmed their Ly assuming the (rtheless, during THE SENATORS. 219 the time that was occupied in this work oi reformation, he never appeared amongst them without having near him nine or ten of his most faithful adherents, who were secretly armed, and he himself carried his dagger under his toga. He prudently feared their resentment. Eleven years afterwards, in the year 18 before Christ, he com- pleted the organisation, and reduced their number to six hundred ; and thus commenced the imperial Senate. It is unnecessary to follow the noble institution in its after career of servility and degradation during the reign of the succeeding Emperors. After the abdication of Diocletian, and the triumph of Constantine, the Senate struggled on in its hereditary existence. Its name was torn from the Capitol and the military standards : in its place was substituted tie more formidable and imperishable sign of redemption. The statue and altar of Victory, which presided as a tutelary deity over its assemblies, were removed under Constance, brought back under the apostate Julian, and finally de- stroyed by their own unanimous consent. There were still many among them who clung to the old rites of paganism ; but, ever docile to the command of the Em- perors, under Theodosius the worship of the gods of the Capitol was proscribed, and Christianity declared to be the religion of the Senate and Roman people. " It was then," says the sublime Prudens, " that we saw those venerable fathers, those most brilliant lights of the world, the noble cou ncil of Catos, cast off the insignia of the old priesthood, and humbly clothe themselves in the white robe of catechumens." *' Exultare patres videas, pulcherrima inuudi Lumina, conciliumqiie senum gestire Catonum, n H 5«0 TJIE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Oandidiore toga nivenm pietatia amicttim Sumere, ct exuviae depouere poutifiualei." Whilst, however, the power and independence of the Senate had passed away, it must not be forgotten that it was still the highest and most influential body in the Empire. Its members were the nobles of the land, and possessed immense wealth. According to Dion Cassius, a senator's fortune amounted to a million sesterces ; and if we believe Suetonius, some of them had annually a return equal to two million sesterces, about £105,000, which should be multiplied by ten to arrive at even a proximate idea of the value of money at that time. In a city of at least 3,000,000 of people, they were the prin- cipal and leading members. The usurpers of the imperial throne persecuted them, because they knew and feared their power. Moreover, when historians make sweeping assertions respecting the immorality and effeminacy of the great assembly, there must have been amongst them brilliant exceptions. History itself records names of honour and worth which flourished in the N^enate in its very worst days ; many of these were Christians, and even martyrs, who shed their blood in the Coliseum in defence of the faith. 3. Our next martyrdom will be a scene from the horrors of the reign of the Emperor Commodus. A more worth- less tyrant could not have sat on the imperial throne. His insane ambition urged him to the assumption of divine honours. Not content with this, he had a throne erected in the midst of the Senate, and clothing himself in a lion's skin, and carrying a great club in his hand, he com- THE SENA TORS. 221 7Af. ience of the brgotten that I body in the the land, and Dion Cassius, lesterces; and ad annually a out £105,000, rive at even a that time. In f were the prin- i of the imperial aew and feared make sweeping d eifeminacy of 1 amongst them cords names of le ^enate in its stians, and even tseum in defence tnanded the senators to offer sacrifice to him as if he were Hercules, the son of Jupiter. He issued a decree sum- moning a general assembly of the Senate in the Temple of the Earth. A crier was sent to all the neighbouring towns and villages to publish the decree, and all were to attend under pain of death. The people even in Rome itself were not aware of the cause of this extraordinary assembly of the Senate. They imagined that some ter- rible calamity was threatening the Empire, that a formi- dable revolution had broken out, and that the tide of war had rolled up to the very gates of the imperial city. Vhe senators believing their counsel and advice were required for the public good, hastened in from their suburban re- treats, and although in the middle of the summer heats, left their villas and farms and families, and poured in hun- dreds along the dusty Via Tiburtina and the sepulchral Appian and Latin Ways. From the time of Augustus, the ordinary proceedings of the Senate commenced by sacrificing to Jupiter or Victory, whose statue was placed in their halls. Hence, as Baronius says (anno 192), no senator could remain a member of the body after he had become a Christian ; he was obliged to renounce the title or withdraw himself by voluntary exile. The monstrous absurdities of Commodus, and the zeal of the Christians, led many of the pagans to the fold of the Church. We find in the Acts of Eusebius and his companions, that they went through the streets appealing to the ridicule and shame of the people. The sublime doc- trines and morality of Christianity were at all times more beautiful and more powerful than the ridiculous and un- meaning worship of paganism. When the command was m\ 222 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. r'^ I- sent forth for them to worship a wretch like Commodus, many opened their eyes to the folly of their idolatry, yielded to the call of grace, and became Christians. Amongst these were some of the senators. Apoilonius and Julius appear on the list of the undaunted men who dared to deny the divinity of the Emperor. The sword was the only thunder the revengeful god could command and he used it to show his weakness. Apoilonius suffered about three years before Julius. His martyrdom did no.', take place in the Coliseum, but we will translate ar interesting paragraph about him from the Fifth Book of Eusebius, as quoted by Baronius under the year 189. After speaking of the peace which the Church enjoyed before this time, he adds : — ** But this pe?ce was not pleasing to the devil ; he endeavoured to disturb us by many stratagems ; and he succeeded in bringing to judgment and trial Apoilonius, a man r ost celebrated amongst the faithful for his studies of polite literature and philosophy. One of his servants, a depraved wretch, was induced to betray him (for which he suffered severely). When the martyr, most dear to God, was asked by the judge to give his fellow fathers of the Senate a reason for embrrcing Christianity, he read for them a long and learned apology for the faith of Christ ; but they pronounced sentence against him, and he lost his life by a j troke of the axe ; for there was an old law amongst them that any Senator that was accused of being a Christian, and would not change his profession, was no longer free." The morning of the grand assembly of the Senate had arrived. The city was alive with excitement. The ve- nerable leaders of the community were full of hope that a L' f Af. Oommodus, lir idolatry, Christians. Apollonius ,ed men who The sword lid command mius suffered rdom did no^. translate an i'ifth Book of he year 189. Lurch enjoyed the devil ; ho gems ; and he lal Apollonius, for his studies )f his servants, dm (for which most dear to [Uow fathers of ianity, he read [r the faith of linst him, and there was an .;o was accused his profession, the Senate had Lent. Theve- I of hope that a THE SENATORS. 223 better time was coming, that they were about to be restored to their ancient rights. It was the first time in this reign that they had been solemnly called together, and these meetings had become exceedingly rare. Each senator, attired in his best laticlave, brought his children with him to the temple of the goddess of the Earth, which stood under the shadow of the lofty arches of the amphitheatre. Along the Via Sacra, and around the triumphal arch of Titus, little knots of white-bearded senators were discussing the probable cause that induced the Emperor to reinstate the Senate. Some said it was fear, because of the death of Perrenius, their chief, and the warning the gods had given him, made him anxious to conciliate the Senate by restoring them to their power in the Empire. '' T was present," said an aged citizen, to some of his friends, who had just come from Tiburtium, " when in the midst of the entertainments of the theatre a stranger suddenly entered. He was dressed as a philo- sopher, with the staff of a pilgrim in his hand, and a bag flung over his shoulder. Approaching the throne of the Emperor, and commanding silence with his hand, ' This is not the time, Commodus,' spoke the stranger, * to in- dulge in theatrical shows and vain delights ; for the sword of Perrenius hangs over thy head, and if thou dost not take care, thou art already lost ; for he has bribed thy enemies, and corrupted the army in lUyria. Tremble for danger is at thy door I ' The Emperor trembled in- deed," continued the aged senat'^r ; " and to appease him, we all cried out, * Death to Perrenius 1' He was slain ; but the Emperor has never been the same since that day. He has become more cruel, more suspicious and unbear- able \ and I greatly suspect he has some deep plot in 224 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. T:i ' m calling us together here to-day. I come with my trusty dagger ! " Saying this, he drew a beautifully gilt poniard from under the folds of his toga, and showed it to his companion as one of the treasures left him by his grand- sires. The speaker was the same who drew his dagger some time afterwards under one of the arches of the Coliseum : and brandishing it in the face of Commodus, exclaimed, " Beh '^Id what the Senate has prepared for you ! " Another said he thought it was because the terrible plague, that had broken out in Etruria and Cisalpine Gaul, was fast extending towards the city, and bearing desolation in its path. He had heard that the Supreme Pontiff of the Capitol had suggested sacrifices to the an- gry Jove ; he thought that, perhaps, the Senate might have been assembled for that purpose. '' Not at aU," interrupted a tall, thin senator, who was dressed as a military commander, who seemed a man of great importance, and spoke with a sarcastic smile, " not at all ; he thinks more of the harlots of his baths and lupanars than of his suffering subjects. It is money he wants. I heard from his comptroller that he hasn't an obolus to pay Charon for his ferry over the Styx. Sacrifice ! why, it will be only to offer sacrifice to himself, as the god Hercules and the son of Jupiter." They all laughed as if he had made a good joke ; but a young man near him, who was silent and thoughtful during the conversa- tion, felt a thrill of horror pass through him as Vitellius, the commander of the foot, spoke. He concealed his indignation, and they all moved together towards the temple of the planetary goddess. A strange scene once took place in a lunatic asylum in TBMSBNATOna. England. A madman told all hi, . not so mad as himself that hi "Tf"""-"', who were violent character, he wi T ^""^ ««'»S » very -nted to call hi; God ' orda '"/'"' "'"' '^^^ «">» to be an insufficient number .!f!» T """■* ^o-mneA th.s madman got up o„ a ifr « r"'""'' '" "'« "'»". other madmen to come and a C""'"'"''"'^'^"^ «" the f- or frolic, they actu:. y'^tS" ''if- ^^-^h ended to adore him. Some Sd th?" ^T '""* ?«=■ feet ; one said he was the Ar.hr ■ t ^''°"""'' °"'«''^ his the homage of all the ohtatl' *""'?'' ''"' ''-"S'" k'ng of the earth, and brou "h? .' ^'"''^'" ^^'^ he was all creatures. This the SeV "'knowledgment of other attendants cameTn a^d ! ^ ^°'"=" """' ''hen to the dismal solitude ^f 'sec,l~' '"^ ^''"'"'' ^ J-flis isalmost nrPfisplir „ •. * that was mtnessedTnSme iftr "' ''* '""•"« «-»« -ot amongst »admen, buTaln sHL "" "-"^^ ^*^ ^ the most wealthy and m^.t ^ ** ""^^ educated, great Empire. The TelTe „7r''';J "r"^^" "^ "■« out with evergreens and fli" 1 ^*? "*« ^^'^^^'^^ rode pictures representing twl' , ""'' """**"» "-ere an immense fireVfegS t H " '"^'^^ ''^ "^""''^^ ^ «=entre of the temple f°h til!:'' "'"'^ '"''^'«* '" 'he fantastic robes of yelWand^M '^T ^"'"'•ing by in held a golden tripod inli rtS^d ' « "'s" Pontiff sacnfice. But who was tl/1 i f"'/"^ '^^-J^ '«' throne of the bountiful planet Tt; , 1*^ "'"P^-l the clothed in a lion's skin and h„ U '""" *' "^'"8 Hercules hand ; it was CommX ^^ " "^'^ <='»•> "' hi. The senators entered one by one Tl, diately struck with fear a„H J ^^ '^-« *™n>e. t« lew and amazement Some were 22d THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. i' ' 1 seized with laughter, as if the whole thing were a joke, for which they afterwards paid dearly; others turned pale with consternation, for armed lictors were scattered through the temple, and the severe looks of the tyrant trying to assume the majesty of a real Hercules cast a funereal gloom over the proceedings. His diminutive figure, his hloated and ill-formed features, above all, his shameful and disgraceful life, made a sorry contrast with the splendid and gigantic hero called Hercules in the fables of mythology. The proud wretch addressed the conscript fathers ; he declared that he had called them together for the purpose of announcing that henceforward he was to be worshipped as the son of Jupiter. No historian has left us an account of the words he used — ^who could chronicle such nonsense and impiety ? But the Senate, the weak, fallen Senate, went through the blasphemous farce of incense and adulation as to a god. Scenes like these frequently occurred in the great Babylon of pagan Rome, and show to what a depth man had descended in the dark- ness of idolatry and infidelity. Strange as it may appear, Christianity had a long and terrible struggle with the powers of hell. Eighteen centuries have rolled over, and it is still on the battle- field — by trials, tribulations, and sufferings of every stamp it is slowly but surely pushing on its standard of the cross. Its complete triumph is to be commemor- ated, after the last day, in heaven. But in the second century of the Church, from which we record these events, the hatred of Cliristianity was so intense that, notwithstanding the force of reason that sustained it, and the incontestable miracles confirming its divinity, ^a^SBNATOBS. tlie degra-led and cowardiv «» mented ruler turned in eas!rl-, "P* "" *'■«' de- Julius. "■ '^^-^ '-l^ice to watch the fate of "al'nrt^SetoZitlrl;.''**'' Commodus, (We quote from the AcZ-tl K.^ '""' Hercules J" Julius seemed for a 1 ^ ^ ""* ^-''^ndists.) "»' looking with ta^eZl 'r '"t"""* '" — . f ■• " You will perish Hke 21°". *' '•™»'' *'y»»' Hem." '° "^^ ''"Sffl, because yon lie like This Was enough Ti,. * commander of the'fo'ot,?nd tde hi:":'/"^""'' *'«' «nator from his sight exclaim; *"''* *'"' ^"^o'ent ■^ goods even to tLLTfif' T"^ '" C°»«»«-te le sacrifice to our divinity »^' '"'' '°°"""«<' hi^ »ntil The judgments of God ar* iKe peopk What could the poor T^tZlTt '" '"' ■"'-^■ judgment was wreaked on th»f' ^*° '"'='' '^mWe Guards we,^ set to watch the TT 'T°" ^'"'•"'elves ? remove it, and a notice ^stt!''^' *''* "» "ne might Coliseum that he had belnpn^ J. °!.*'r ^""^ "^ the :ng to the divinity of thT^Z f^^l' ^°' »»' «»«rifio- amongst them. Inils wf^h / ^''° """^ J»»' <="»« lies; no insult was oCd t?"' *"" P--"» re- passed on. Thousands pitted th! fT'^t *'''"'"«^' »•"! "ho had had theconrage to ShseLdl K*'' "'•^^^ •"»•" impious and cruel Emperor jrel "''"''^"'Ji'iesofthe hatred for the tyrant-^hf tl .T - ' ""'^ ^'^'^^ human victims was the resC t / T.'' "" ""' """d of Vieellius. The followinnLftr' Y *^ ^"'^''^ "^ asleep, Eusebius and his co™l'- " *he guards were arches of the Coliseum, IndZr'""' 'V"'^ °»' ^o" *« holy martyr, and buried themfn t^ '^' '""«"' "^ «>« tery of Calepodius on the V^ TJ^' "'''T'^^ -'■ ceme- "on of his body is at present in ^'^'^ Thegreater per- im in Borne. '^ '"" "" ^^^ Church of St. Igna- CHAPTER XII. ST. MARINUS. n I 1. 1 URTHER on in the history of Rome, we have another extraordinary case of a little boy, the son of a senator, exposed to the wild beasts in the Coliseum. Neither age, nor condition, nor sex were safeguards against cruelty and tyranny. It is nowa- days the amusement and the wonder of the hippodromes of London and Paris to see little boys performing extra- ordinary feats of agility and skill, springing and tum- bling as if their bodies were made of india-rubber, seem- ing to baffle the laws of gravity, and to fly in the air. Shouts of applause greet the young gymnast as he retires with a graceful bow. The Coliseum too has had its youthful prodigies. Not indeed that they were trained to amuse the Roman people with surprising feats on tight-ropes, or throwing summersaults in the air, but were cast into the arena to be devoured by wild beasts, and thus caused the amusement of the unfeeling mob. Their courage, their skill and success were of a higher order than physical dexterity ; their reward was not the miserable wages of an employer, nor the shouts of an admiring audience ; but heaven, eternal life, and God. Let us cull one of thede touching scenes from the history of the Coliseum. S.V ST. MARINU8, 281 .ome, we have ile boy, the son \ beasts in the nor sex were r. lb is now-a- ihe hippodromes performing extra- iging and tum- iia-rubber, seem- fly in the air. last as he retires too has had its ley were trained prising feats on .ts in the air, jvoured by wild of the unfeeling access were of a :heir reward was [r nor the shouts eternal life, and scenes from the A strange accident had placed the brothers Carinus and Numerianus at the head of affairs. In the year 283, their father, Carue, set out on an expedition against the Persians. He was a rude, rough soldier, and was successful in arms. Civil war had weakened the restless East, and Carus penetrated easily to the very heart of the enemies' terri- tory. Having conquered Seleucia, and taken possession of Ctesiphon, he encamped near t he river Tigris. Strange to say, there was an order from the oracles that the Roman arms were not to pass so far as this in the Persian territory. We will not stay to examine the origin of this superstition ; but the fact was, the very first day of their encampment, they nearly all perished ii, j. terrible storm. A sudden night darkened the heavens, and the lightning fell in the middle of the camp, killing many, and setting everything in flames. Amongst the victims of this terri- ble storm was the Emperor Carus. Amidst the confusion of the darkness and the noise of the thunder, his tent was seen to blaze up with an immense fiame, and the soldiers ran to and fro, crying out : *' The Emperor is dead." His two sons, Carinus and Numerianus, were declared Emperors. The first remained in charge of the West, the other took the control of the East. Carinus had a short, but cruel and bloody reign. He was not what his name expresses ; for history brands him with brutality and ignorance. Not that he adopted a uniform system of persecution, but rather used the sword against the Christians under the impulses of caprice and fashion. He had friends amongst them, and perhaps rather tolerated the cruelties of his tyrannical officials, than inflicted them himself ; yet he was an angel of mercy compared to the demon that followed him in the terrible M? * I ii ' ii^i| i THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. war against the Crucified. The event that rid the world of the Emperor Carinus gave the reins of government to Diocletian, the worst and most brutal persecutor of the Church. Under Numerianus and Carinus, innumerable martyrs were sent to heaven. Amongst them was the brave boy Marinus — one of the saints of the Coliseum. Marinus was a child of about ten years of age. It was discovered that he was a Christian j he was seized, brought before Martianus, the prefect, scourged, and cast into prison. In short, rapid sentences like these, the Acts give us the preliminary notice of our young martyr. But they bpeak volumes. What must have been the training of that child ! What must have been the spotless innocence of his untainted soul ! Fancy wafts us across the lapse of centuries, and we imagine we are standing in the mar- ble Forum of the mighty city. A crowd approaches, and some rough, rude soldiers are leading a beautiful boy to the coui't of the prefect. Heavy chains weigh down his little hands, and the large gold band round his purple laticlave tells of his being the son of a senator. What crime has he committed ? Could one so young and beautiful be a murderer and an assassin 'i But the mur- mur passes through the ever-increasing crowd — he is a Christian. Enter the hall where the prefect has his tri- bunal (probably the Temple of the Earth); you hear no idle remonstrance from the youthful prisoner — no childish fear — no imploring sobs ; but brave and undaunted the little fellow stands erect before the tyrant. Whence that eloquence — that profound depth of learning and thought — the angelic sounds of his voice 1 Behold the super- natural aid promised to those dragged before princes and rongh, cruel lictors tear off hia^ "■";<"•« ""Sged The . »no«-.white and «n>vri„kled ho„u! ^"'''- ""^ '""^ h" from the galling u.K No heart 1^"' "" """^ "ue » movement, save the conyZvTTt\ """'' »««'<=«'? "-g blow sends through ZaI^ 'f""? *''«'> «"«* sting- -rifice , " ri„g, throTgh he t« 1 ?" " "^'" y°« sweris a W, sweet murmur of ft '"'^'^a'^J the an- Baffled and enraged, tCZl^lT'^ "'""' "^ •^««"" -to prison to prepare some inLnal? .''"* '° "« ««" "ifti„thedarlcsomep'ri:rnVo"n!?l '"' P^-" *he not even a drop „f water to coouTsf!: T '"'' ^"""ds, """ ««o"stomed to a beautifuTl ' T'^ '""g"'- He »««' he lays his aching bones T^k """^ " ^^ "^ down • D-« he think of mfther ld° ll ""' '""P «'»»««• =»c,es summon „p the phantom' ITV ^° '^^"h »cl fear make him doubt of G„d f ^*''" ^^ P'^ around him ; his heart is li„tt and .. ; ^"^"^^ «'•'' joy absorbs the sensibilities rftlVr'^"'' ''" '"t^rior %et the pain. The ^Z^ st ? ''" ""^^ "*» ;>I have witnessed a greatTr If . ?"'' '*' ««ri'li..„ darkness-a greater triumplfor^f '"' '^* ^^''-^ot . The judge has once more tiken bT''"'^'^ "o^- « brought before him. nTrl 1 ''f »'"' Marinus "ents of torture areprepaZ, n r ^' ""» ««'«•- ";■» all, he knows tbe/TlpSld f 't.'"*^^^ «ees- »*r frigbtened "9r /sma^^ ^ J^ti' ^e is to /oung in years, I 234 THJS MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. he is old in the sublime lessons of the Qospel ; he is prepared to die for Christ. Finding he is still immovable in his resolve, the wicked judge orders him to be stretched on the rack. But behold, Almighty God will not permit His chaste and innocent servant to be dislocated or torn by the brutality of the pagan. No sooner have the ex- ecutioners stretched his little body on the dreadful rack, and are about to turn the wheels to tighten the ropes, than the machine is struck by the lightning of heaven — broken up into a thousand fragments, and the lictors and bystanders felled to the ground ; whilst Marinus stands unbound and unhurt in the midst of the fragments, point- ing with one finger towards the wreck of the instrument of torture, and with the other towards Him who is the shield and strength of the oppressed. The miracle, instead of terrifying and converting the impious. Martianus, made him more anxious to take the boy's life ; but once more he will be foiled in his cruelty. He had Marinus cast into a large cauldron, under which he had placed an enormous fire. But Marinus thought he lay on a bed of roses, and the intense heat that made the iron red-hot was to him a zephyr of odoriferous dew. The tyrant, seeing it availed nothing, had him thrown into an oven and gave orders that ho should be kept in it under a red heat until the following day. But Almighty God protected and consoled little Marinus ; and the next morning, when they opened the oven, expecting to see him burnt to a cinder, they found him with his little hands folded in the attitude of prayer, and singing hymns of praise to God. When this was reported to the im- pious Martianus, he stamped his feet with rage, and com- manded that he should be thrown to the wild beastF in tospel ; be is 11 immovable ) be stretched ill not permit cated or torn have the ex- Jreadful rack, ben the ropes, g of heaven — thelictorsand ylarinus stands igments, point- the instrument lim who is the converting the ious to take the d in his cruelty, an, under which larinus thought heat that made )doriferou8 dew. lad him thrown uld be kept in it But Almighty kft • and the next expecting to see t with his littlo A singing hymns )rted to the im- ih rage, and com- le wild b^astP ip ST. MARIN US. 235 the Coliseum, that the hungry lions might rid him of the troublesome child. But once more the power of Qod will be displayed in the weak and innocent victim, and He who reigns above will laugh at the machinations of His enemies. The scene in the Coliseum was extraordinary. A lion was let out first. It ran immediately towards the trembling child ; but lying down before him, it seemed to reverence Marinus ; then rising up, it placed its great paws on the little fellow's shoulders and began to lick his face. A leopard was let out, and it lay at his feet and began to lick them ; then a female leopard and a tiger were let loose ; but they all vied with each other in showing their respect. The people shouted; and the keepers tried to irritate them, but had to fly from the arena, for the animals threatened to turn on them. Occasionally the lion and tiger would go over to that portion of the Coliseum where the wretched Martianus was sitting, and looking towards him, would growl angrily, and then hurry back to the centre to lavish their caresses on the Christian child. Marir?s spoka to them, and patted them as he was wont to treat the pet animals in his father's house. The Coliseum rang with mingled shouts of "Libertas,""Maleficium," " Mors," " Ut quid plus )" &c., and similar expressions familiar to the crowds of the amphitheatre. The prefect, confused and defeated, scarcely knew what to do. Whilst the uproar was increasing among the populace, he ordered the lictors to remove the martyr, but they refused to enter the arena whilst the animals were free — even the keepers knew they would be torn to pieces if they interfered with the extraordinary child, At length si^ns were made to iiii 236 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Marinus to come out, and the noble child led the animals to their cieu ; and no sooner were the heavy gates closed on them, than the lictors rushed on the helpless boy, and putting heavy chains on his little hands, led him away as if he were an infamous criminal. But our tale of wonder, of triumph, and of cruelty, is not yet finished. Other miracles must render still more cel*)brated the name of this infant Thaumaturgus. Ail Rome must witness him once more, as a proof of +he divinity of tl e Christian religion. After his miraculous preservation n the Coliseum, the public mind was filled with interest about bis future fate. Martianus feared lest the sympathy of the people might rouse their indig' nation against himself, and he hastened to convince them of the justice of his cruelty to Marinus. He ordered him to be led immediately to the statue of Serapis, for the purpose of offering sacrifice. Thousands had already poured out of the Coliseum, and were rushing up to get a nearer view of the little hero, and join the immense crowd that was moving towards the statue of the pagan god, whose idol was raised in the vicinity of the amphi- theatre. An immense concourse had already taken up every available spot around the statue of the idol ; all were filled with anxiety to see what would be the end of the senator's son. His beautiful and comely features, his youth, his modesty, and his rank, had excited universal admiration. Some Christians were in the crowd, and they almost wept aloud for joy at the constancy and triumph of the little martyr. Arrived at the statue of Serapis, Marinus was led into the middle of the circle which the troops had made amongst the people. A . 1. ST. MARIN US, 237 large pan of charcoal was burning at the foot of the statue, and the high priest of the Capitol stood near, holding the tripod in one hand and a box of incense in the other. Silence was commanded by a crier, and Mar- tianus, in a coarse, loud voice, commanded the boy to> offer sacrifice. Behold ! Marinus is kneeling. Has he consented to pray to the senseless idol % Is he afraid of further trials ? or has the grace of God abandoned him ? A breathless stillness reigns around ; the tyrant prefect believes he has at length subdued the proud spirit of the Christian child. Foolish thought ; Marinus was praying to the true God ; his prayer had already pierced the clouds of heaven — its answer was the bolt of lightning that struck the idol of Serapis ; the people saw their god broken to pieces at the feet of a child. Some ran away terrified, others were riveted to the ground in wonder, whilst others cried out : " Great is the God of the Christians ! '' Many were brought to the light of the faith on that day, for God maketh use of the weak things of this world to confound the strong. Martianus had the martyr removed to prison. Almighty God heard the child's prayer to deliver him from the hands of his enemies, and prepared for him an everlast- ing crown. The prefect tried once more to take the little fellow's life, and ordered him to be beheaded ; this time he succeeded, and on the 26th of December, 284 of Christ, the pure soul of the brave Marinus took its flight to the realms of bliss. The wretched prefect ordered his body to be cast amongst the slaves, criminals and gladiators who had been slain in the Coliseum. But the Christians were on the alert, and came to take it away 238 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. by night. Finding guards had been set to watch, they prayed; and God, who has a special providence over the relics of His saints, came to their assistance. He sent a terrible storm of thunder and lightning, and so frightened the pagan guards that they fled from the Coliseum, and the Christians quietly removed the precious remains of the young martyr to the Catacombs. These relics have found their way back again, after the lapse of sixteen centuries, almost to the same spot from which they were taken by the Christians. On the ruins of the superb temple of Venus and Home, designed and raised by the extravagant Adrian, there sprung up in the middle ages a beautiful little church, dedicated to the Blessed Virgin. It is now better known as the church of St. Frances of Bome. This church is but a few yards from the Coliseum, and consequently quite near the site of the spoliarium where the bodies that were slain in the Coliseum were kept before burial. In this little church are now preserved the remains of Marinus, the Christian child-martyr.* * For the facts connected with the martyrdom of St. "Marinus, see Bom. Martyrology, Dec. 26; Ferrari, Cat. Sanct., aiJia day; Mombritium, torn. ii. ; Fetrus de Cat., lib. i. cap. 6, &c. ktch, they snce over tnce. He ng, ati(l so from the le precious 3. tgain, after same spot s. On the le, designed e sprung up h, dedicated lown as the irch is but a ^uently quite [ies that were rial. In this of Marinus, jf St. Marinus, ict., B:-ae day; CHAPTER XIII. ST. MARTINA. I HERE is nothing more delicate, more defenceless, or more beautiful, than the young girl whose virtue has never been sullied by the corrupt influence of the world. The peerless soul of the virgin is the bright- est spot on earth, and the most pleasing to God. He has frequently, in the histo ry of the world, chosen the weak and humble frame of girlhood for the most extra- ordinary manifestations of H is power or of His goodness. He has sent, from time to time, beings who seemed to be angels clothed in human form, to attract us by the loveliness of virtue, and to show us the great mystery of love in which He unites Himself to the human souL God has ever been wonderful in His saints — H e gave them His power when they asked it, and those extraor- dinary suspensions of the laws of nature which we call miracles were ordinary actions to them. But there was nothing so consoling as the power, the consolation and protection He imparted to the defenceless daughters of the Church in the terrible times of persecution. When dragged before tyrants for their faith and their virtue, He Himself took them as it were into His own hands, and made them not only triumph over the brutal rage ot !^M) THE MARTYR8 OF THE COLISEUM. .1 the pagan, but made them apostles and witnesses bf the divinity of Christianity, the example, the glory, the crown of His Church. Their virginal chastity was more dear to Him than the stars of heaven, and He invariably smote with the lightning of vengeance the wretch that would dare to cast an unchaste look on those angels in human form. Although He permitted them to fall under the axe of the lictor, it was that their death might be the triumph of their chastity and their faith, and the com- mencement of their ineffable reward in the paradise of God. Neither persecutions, nor sufferings, nor torments of the most dreadful kind, nor yet the more powerful blandishments of the attractive but false joys of life, could ever induce the Christian female of the first cen- turies to yield up her right to the sublimest titles that heaven has given to earth — Christian and Virgin. The triumph of the youthful martyrs was the most perfect and absolute that history knows ; but could it be other- wise 1 1t was the triumph of Him who reigns in the high- est heavens, who laughs at the malice of His enemies, and against whom nations rage in vain. But whilst we look back in admiration at the thrilling and sublime lessons of heroism and virtue given to us by the Christian heroes of the early ages, a secret feeling of regret steals over us that these days of triumph are gone. The seductions, the blandishments, the immoralities of our days of peace and repose have been more destructive than the fire, or sword, or wild beasts of the pagans. It is rare to find now-a-days a true virgin — one who would suffer death rather than permit the slightest breath of corruption to sully the brilliancy of the gem of chastity. Alas I what the rack, the scourge, or brutal violence ,nesses bf the iry, the crown 5 more dear to ariably smote :h that would ;els in human all under the . might be the and the com- le paradise of J, nor torments more powerful 36 joys of life, f the first cen- aest titles that I Virgin. The Lc most perfect ulditbe other- ignsinthehigh- lis enemies, and at the thrilling B given to us by secret feeling of imph are gone, immoralities of ttore destructive the pagans. It -one who would htest breath of gem of chastity, brutal violence 8T, MARTINA. 241 could not touch in the days of the past, may now be blasted by a look, a squeeze of the hand, or a playful liberty ; the corrupt influence of the worldly, and very often even irreligious, education permitted by the care- less and indifferent parents of these times, has swept away the safeguards of modesty, and our children ha>e lost their treasure ere they have known to prize it. But woe to the wretch who allows himself to become the in- strument of Satan for the destruction of innocence ! He will sink into the awful torments of hell, deeper than the impious Ulpian, who plotted the ruin and shed the blood of the Virgin Martina. Let us come to her interesting history. Although Martina suffered under Alexander Severus, he was not guilty of her blood. Severus was but a boy of thirteen when he came to the throne, but he had a mother who has been extolled by both pagan and Christian historians as the honour and glory of the Empire. Giulia Mamea was one of the few remarkable women that figure in the history of these times ; she enjoyed the friendship of Origen, and it was the wisdom and know- ledge of this great master, aided by her natural virtue and talent, that rendered the reign of Alexander Severus one of the most popular and prosperous the Romans had seen for more than a hundred years. There is every reason to believe that she had embraced Christianity before she was murdered, together with her son, by the infamous Maximinian. The virtues of this young Em- peror formed a contrast with the vices of his predeces- sors. He was attached to the Christians, and had an image of Jesus Christ among the penates or gods of his own palace. It is recorded that he even intended to 242 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. «■ *! i'\ I u erect a temple to Him, and have Him recognised by the Senate as one of the gods of Rome. But he was dis- suaded from his purpose by one of his courtiers. What St'janus was in the reign of Tiberius, this unworthy favourite was to the Emperor Severus ; he bore, more- over, the name of a tyrant, whose cruelty and impiety he seemed to imitate ; this was Domitian Ulpian. The clemency of the mother and her son, and the fear of losing the imperial favour, made him' restrain his hatred of the unoflFending Christians; yet he endeavoured to vilify and misrepresent them, and even compiled a book of all the laws and condemnationf> issued by former Emperors against them ; and sending a copy to each of the governors of the provinces, directed them to enforce these laws of the Empire, promising to hold them harm- less for so doing. As he was tha highest in esteem and learning, he was appointed prefect during the absence of Giulia Mamea and her son, and he availed himself of his brief reign of power to vent his rage against the Christians. Some of the noblest and wealthiest virgins of the Empire were the first victims of his rage. The young, the beautiful and virtuous Martina was one of these victims. Martina was the only child of one of the consuls of the Empire. She lost her parents in her infancy, and in- herited an immense fortune. Sentiments of virtue and piety had been instilled into her young mind by her Christian parents, so that she had learned almost in in- fancy the sublime lessons of the Christian school. Know- ing the danger of riches, and wishing to give herself en- tirely to God, one of her first acts was to distribute her wealth to the poor. Her fortune and position were well U,\4 UM. aised by the he was dis- rtiers. What lis unworthy le bore, more- nd impiety he Jlpian. The id the fear of ain his hatred adeavoured to unpiled a book lied by former jopy to each of them to enforce )ld themharm- i in esteem and iiig the absence ailed himself of tge against the jalthiest virgins his rage. The ina was one of ST. MARTINA. 243 know to Ulpian, but as soon as the fame of her extraordi- nary charity reached his ears, he suspected her to be a Christian. The sublime self-denial and charity taught by the law of Christ was considered foolishness by the pagans, and, as our Blessed Lord had intended. His dis- ciples were known by their charity. Ulpian had for some time cast an evil eye on the orphan virgin, and finding all his designs on her wealth and virtue thwarted and re- jected with indignation by Martina, his guilty passion turned into rage and cruelty, and he ordered her to be brought to the tempia to ofter sacrifice to the gods, so that in case of a refusal, she might fall completely under his power. Two lictors were sent from the imperial palace to seize the Christian virgin, and bring her before the prefect. She refused to offer sacrifice to the idols of Rome. Ul- pian determined, in the foolish pride of his heart, to conquer the resolution of the young girl, and he ordered the lictors to scourge her until she should consent to offer sacrifice to the gods. Her delicate and tender flesh was torn with whips loaded with iron. But God was pleased to favour His spouse with consolations which rendered her insensible to the excruciating tortures of her body. Finding she would not yield, he ordered her to be sus- pended from the yoke, and her flesh to be torn with iron hooks and other instruments of torture. Several hours were spent in vain by the brutal executioners to shake the resolution of the tender 'virgin, and when they had given up their fruitless task, they left the delicate frame of their victim torn, bleeding, and exhausted. The hour of triumph had come for Martina, and that of retribution fur her executioners. Not that her prayers had called m 'Ill m ij l,:iil ». J I /M^ THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. down the lightning of heaven to smite the inhuman wretches that scourged her, hut, in the midst of her suf- ferings, she poured forth the prayer of «"Jhristian charity for the conversion of her executioners. She was led one 3 more by the oruer& of Ulpian to the temples of Diana and Apollo to offer icrifi-^, when, be- hold, a fire descends from aeaven i id consumes them to ashes, the ve.\y statueb ol these fake d^itie'^ ^aelb at tne secret wish of Martina. The same power that de- stroyed the idols sent a ray of light into the hearts of her executioners ; they immediately recognised the great and true God, and declared themselves Christians ; they suf- fered a glorious martyrdom in the very presence of Mar- tina, who was reserved for greater tri imphs. The tyrant prefect, who was hardened by vice and blinded by passion, sought only how he could inflict new torments on the Christian virgin ; and knowing her tender flesh was torn by the scourges, and was still fresh and bleeding, he or- dered boiling oil and pitch to be poured over her lacerated body ; but he might as well have tried to remove the seven hills of Rome as make Martina change her faith. That which the tyrant intended as a fresh punishment became a source of her greater glory and triumph. They saw her surrounc^ed with a halo of glory, a delicious odour issued from her wounds, and at times she was raised from the ground in an ecstasy of heavenly joy. When all these things were reported to Ulpian he was filled with confusion and rag0, and he determined to have her devoured by the wild beasts in the amphitheatre, and before the entire populace of xtome. This he imagined was the most degrading death he could select for her ; because she was a noble lady of the first blood of the 8T. MARTINA. 245 e inhuman of her suf- tian charity IpiaP to the ^, when, le- isumes them ntie" *-.ieAo at wer that de- hearts of her the great and ns ; they suf- jence of Mar- , The tyrant ed by passion, rments on the flesh was torn leeding, he or- r her lacerated 10 remove the Inge her faith, h punishment .umph. They a delicious iimes she was Lvenly joy. "Ipian he was [mined to have (hitheatre, and he imagined lelecb for her j blood of the Empire, and none but slaves and criminals of the worst kind were subjected to this ignominious ^'ate ; but God intended it to show His power in His hum' ! servant. Martina ppent the night in the gloom; y/ison of the Mamertine. She enjoyed the consolations ^ divine love in her soul, and angels were sent to keep her company. It was near midday on the 10th of I ebruary of the year 228 when the noble virnjin was taken from the prison to the amphitheatre. Every bench is full, the last loud burst of applause has died away through the palaces and seven hills of the city ; the combat between the gladiators is over, and the " edi * " of the games announces, in the midst of breathlesr 3i! ce, that the next amusement will consist in expo* i. ' \, > the wild beasts a Christian maiden who has re iii'^d to sacrifice to the gods of the Empire. A terribl*i burst of applause shakes the walls of the mighty edi; : some poor Christians were pre- sent in disguise ; they had heard that their beloved bene- factress had fallen into the hands of the tyrant, and was condemned to the beasts. They bend their heads in silent prayer that God would strengthen His servant, and they wipe away the warm tear that is stealing down the cheek. The order is given, and the soldiers lead Martina into the arena. She is a young girl, probably of thirteen or fourteen years of age ; her arms are crossed on her breast, and ablush of modesty has crimsoned her cheek, as she knows the rude crowd are gazing on her. The white sand of the arena scarcely yields to her delicate tread ; she steps over a pool of fresh blood — ^the life-stream of the last gladi- ator that has fallen ; a shudder passes through her frame, but a short prayer for strength has calmed her throbbing 246 THE MARTYHS OF THE COLISEUM. heart. Her hair is long and beautiful, but untressed ; she is cheerful, and walks with an air of fortitude and confi- dence. The word flies through the assembled thousands that she is the daughter of a consul^ and the interest and delight of the brutal populace increase in proportion as they recognise her nobility and beauty. But there bounds a captive lion into the arena. He looks around in surprise, the human element is too near him ; with the thunder of his mighty roar, with which he has often wakened up his native forests, he laments his captivity, for he sees he is still a prisoner. His eyes are darting fire with hunger, rage and disappointment. Sud- denly he sees a figure in his own domain — 'tis Martina kneeling and wrapt in prayer. Hunger recalls his native ferocity, and, with bristling mane, he prepares for a des- perate bound towards her. A death-like stillness reigns around ; every head is stretched forward, every eye fixed on the arena ; an involuntary shudder passes through every frame, for they fancy each moment the lion is de- vouring his victim. But lo ! what do they see ? The king of the forest is gambolling around the little girl ; he licks her feet ;* she strokes him on the head and mane ; he lies down beside her like a lapdog caressed by its mistress. There was a great and unseen Spectator looking at Martina in the Coliseum ; it was He who closed the mouth of the lions when Daniel was cast into their den. Another lion was let loose, and it acted in the same manner. Martina called on the pagans to recognise the * Et cuTSum arripiens ambulavit ad Sanctam et inclinans se oscu- labatur pedes ejus. — Acts, BollandiatSt Ac. P^] i. • Bed ; she is and confi- thousands nterest and oportion as arena. He t is too near ith which he laments his His eyes are tment. Sud- -'tis Martina ills his native tres for a des- billness reigns very eye fixed isses through he lion isde- ,f the forest is [her feet ;* she down heside There was a :artina in the ih of the lions in the same recognise the iclinans Be oscu- 8T. MARTINA. M7 power of the God of the Christians, and thousands of the people left the Coliseum that morning proclaiming the sanctity of the noble virgin, whilst others determined to abandon immediately the worship of the false gods. Not so Ulpian. He writhed with disappointment and passion at his public defeat ; he attributed her preservation to witchcraft, and ordered the virgin to be burned alive. But the flames had no power to touch her ; not even a shred of her garment was burnt. Yet it was the will of Almighty God that Martina should receive the crown of Martyrdom, and when He had sufficiently proved to the wicked and cruel people o.'' Eome their inability to con- tend against Him, He heard the prayer of His spouse to take her to Himself. Her martyrdom was effected thus. There was at a short distance from the Coliseum an edifice which served as an auxiliary in its religious char- acter. The amphitheatre may be regarded in some res- pect as a great temple. It was dedicated to Jupiter, and Bacchus, and Apollo ; the very games and spectacles were frequehtly celebrated in honour of some of the gods. A smaller temple, which stood about two hundred yards from the amphitheatre itself, served for the ordinary rites and sacrifices. This temple was dedicated to the goddess of the Earth. Antiquarians say it stood where we now see the remnants of a tower of the middle ages designated " Torre dei Conti," between the Piazza delle Carette and the Via Alessandria. This spot, now neg- lected and almost unknown, has some sacred memories hovering around it thfit must render it dear to the Chris- tian pilgrim to the Eternal City. Here many martyrs won their imperishable crown. This temple is said to have served from time to time for the assemblies of the a I 248 TItK MAHTYnS OF THE C0U8KUM. Ii ' ■ ' '\s:' Senate, and for the tribunal chair of a prsBtor ; being in the very heart of the ancient city, and near the Coli- seum, it was the spot to which the Christians were most frequently taken to oflfor sacrifice. Before this temple was a monument which witnessed the cruellest and bloodiest scenes of those terrible times. Its very name of Accursed or Criminal Stone (Petra Scelerata) tells of the horror in which it was held by the people themselves. It was a sort of elevated stage, on which there was an immense slab of marble where public malefactors and criminals were generally executed. It is unnecessary to remind our reatler that in the days of persecution the Christians were put on a par with the lowest class of criminals ; and here some of the noblest blood jf the early Church was shed in testimony of our faith. Here were martyred the Popes Sixtus and Cornelius, and the Persian martyrs Abdon and Sennen. The senator Julius was dragged here naked and in chains, and was flogged until death relea ed his spirit from the prison of flesh ; his body was left exposed to the public gaze for several days. From this spot a whole host of Christian martyrs were sent to heaven ; not the least remarkable was Martina. Having been condemned by Ulpian to be beheaded, she was taken here to be executed. A herald first mounted the Petra Scelerata, as was the custom, and an- nounced to the people that Martina was condemned be- cause she was a Christian. The moment the fatal stroke had fallen on her neck, a voice was heard calling h. ^ to everlasting joy, and the whole city was shaken by an earthquake, so that many temples were ruined, and great numbers of the people were converted. eetor ; being ear the Coli- 18 were most this temple ruellest and bs very name jrata) tells of e themselves, there was an lefactors and nnecessary to ?rsecution the owest class of blood of the p faith. Here lelius, and the senator Julius id was flogged irison of flesh ; ^lic gaze for it of Christian ist remarkable be beheaded, V herald first istom, and an- iondemned be- le fatal stroke calling h. '' to shaken by an led, and great BT. MARTINA, 249 When the storm of persecution had passed over, and the labarum of Constantine was planted with universal joy on the Oapitol, the sacred memories and traditions of the Christians found expression in all the pomp of ex- ternal worship. They had watched in silent and jealous care the spots where the martyrs had shed their blood, and the moment liberty was proclaimed on the bronze plates on the walls of the Capitol, they flocked in hun- dreds to these sacred places ; and in a short time superb edifices sprang up to commemorate the triumph of the martyred heroes. Nearly all the great churches of Rome have some sacred reminiscences around their foundations that lead us back to the scenes of the first three centuries. St. Peter's, the noblest and most complete building ever raised by man, has been erected on the spot where the great apostle was martyred, or, as some say more correctly, the crypt where his body was preserved. There are records of a sanctuary and pilgrimages, and even martyr- doms, from the first century around this sacred shrine, that modern devotion has enriched with all the magnifi- cence that wealth and art can produce. Amongst tho Saints whose memory the ancient Christians of Rome loved and venerated with a special devotion, there were three virgins who bore an extraordinary similarity to each other in age, condition, sufferings and miracles. They were Prisca, Martina and Agnes. They were all of con- sular or noble families. They were persecuted for tho faith at the tender age of thirteen ; each of them suffered attacks on their chastity as well as their faith, and Almighty God made them the instruments of the most stupendous miracles, the defeat and confusion of their per- secutors, and the conversion of uiniimerable souls. Three 250 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, beautiful churches, which now form the three points of a triangle, sprang up over the places where they were mar- tyred, or their relics were preserved ; through the long lapse of seventeen centuries, and the ever-swelling tide of war and destruction that has since then rolled around the fallen yet everlasting city, the records, the relics and the imperishable devotion of the people have been pre- served ; they have passed from generation to generation, and are to this very day the honour and the pride of faithful Christian Eome. Almost in the heart of the ancient Forum there was erected a beautiful little church, and dedicated to the virgin Martina. When after the lapse of nearly ten centuries, the walls of this little church were tottering through decay, the devotion and memory of the Saint were as fresh and strong as in the days that saw the erec- tion of this monument of piety. It was rebuilt in the thirteenth, and again in the sixteenth century, when the relics of the saint, together with those of three other mar- tyrfi, were found. The subterranean chapel of this little church is a gem of architectural beauty ; it was the de- sign and gift of the celebrated artist Pietro da Cortona. Here we have often knelt at the shrine of the young, beautiful and virtuous Martina, and prayed that, through her intercession, there might be reflected in our actions that sublime virtue that shone so brilliantly in her lite. i'' '■« UM. 56 points of a ey were mar- igh the long swelling tide rolled around the relics and ive been pre- to generation, d thQ pride of rum there was iicated to the of nearly ten were tottering y of the Saint at saw the erec- } rebuilt in the itury, when the ihree other mar- >el of this little • it was the de- tro da Cortona. B of the young, d that, through in our actions ily in her life. CHAPTER XIV. THE PERSIAN KINGS. I HE Coliseum has been steeped even with the blood of kings. Slaves, soldiers, generals, noble vir- gins, senators, bishops and kings, all have sancti- fied its arena with their miracles or their blood. But by what strange combination of circumstances was it t'^at the life-stream of crowned heads should deepen the crimson dye of that terrible spot ? "Were they pa- gans and tyrants who were dragged here by ruthless and revengeful mobs and pierced by a thousand daggers or torn to pieces by men niaddened like lions, in retribu- tion of their cruelty and crimes ? No ; it is not so ; we are still in the days of the terrible persecutions of the early Church, and the subjects of the present chapter are Christian martyrs, who suffereid for the faith in the Coli- seum in the first half of the third century. Before re- lating the circumstances of their martyrdom, it may be useful to make a few historical remarks, taken from the annals of those times. The power of the Empire is sinking fast. The mighty wave of time is rolling sensibly over the city of gold and marble, and the great dynasty that was thought to be im- perishable is showing signs of decay. Almighty God 252 THE MARTYRB OF THE COLISEUM, has passed sentence on the impious city, and in the most dreadful of all His judgments, He allows its blinded in- habitants not only to accelerate, but also to increase its terrible retribution. The picture of crime, of cruelty, and of bloodshed which represents the last half century pre- ceding the triumph of Constantine, is the darkest and most thrilling, not only in the history of Rome, but of the world itself. At the time we are now writing of (a. D. 240), the whole empire was shaken by internal con vulsions and civil wars. In the brief space of three years, four Emperors, after sitting for a short time in anxiety and misery on the throne of the Caesars, were dragged by violence from their ill-gotten power, and closed their short-lived career of ambition^ and crime by a terrible and well-merited death. But all this internal trouble and confusion naturally impeded the progress of Christi- anity, Almighty God was pleased to give His apostles and servants an opportunity of scattering the holy seeds of the gospel ; and that they might take firm root in the souls of men. He sent a few years of sunshine and calm. To use a homely simile, the little bark of Peter, tossed about by so many tempests and adverse winds, was brought into port to prepare its rigging and sails for another and more terrible storm ; billows of blood will flow around her before long. Not only did the protect- ing providence of God give peace and calm to the Empire, but it placed a Christian Emperor on the throne of the Caesars. We do not allude to Constantine, nor to the Em- perors who reigned after the final triumph of the Church ; we are still seventy years before the dawn of that bright period, and there are five of the most cruel and blood- thirsty persecutions the Church ever suffered yet before TM. I in the most 3 blinded in- increase its f cruelty, and century pre- darkest and Rome, but of (writing of (a. internal con Df three years, me in anxiety were dragged id closed their by a terrible iternal trouble ;ress of Christi- e His apostles the holy seeds irm root in the hine and calm. • Peter, tossed •se winds, was and sails for s of blood will lid the protect- to the Empire, e throne of the nor to the Em- of the Church; of that bright lel and blood- sred yet before THE PERSIAN KINGS. 268 her ; but we allude to the Emperor Philip, who succeeded Gordianus III. He was not only favourable and gener- ous towards the Christians, but was himself a Christian. When the Emperor Gordianus III. ascended the throne, he was but a young man, under the guidance of his preceptor, Misithes. He had a prosperous reign of six years. His docility, natural probity, and amiable disposition, united with the skill and prudence of his virtuous preceptor, made him dear to the whole Empire. Even the success and triumph which fortune had given to his military enterprises, made his reign a real sun- shine in those days of revolt and trouble. In the year 243, whilst away on an expedition against the Goths, and the ever restless and unsubdued Persians, his good preceptor died, and Julius Philippus succeeded Misithes in the prsBtorship, one of the most important offices in the state. Ambition entered the heart of Philip, and he determined to obtain the command of the Empire. He knew Gordian was too much beloved by the soldiers to make them betray him, and he resolved upon his assassination. For this purpose he hired a wretch, and the bloody deed was effected. Philip was declared Emperor in 244. On Easter Eve in the same year, Philip was in Antioch with his wife, Severa, and they repaired to the Catholic church to join in the public prayers in preparation for the great festival. The holy Bishop Babilas was at this time in the see of Antioch ; and having heard that the Emperor was coming to the church, he stood at the porch, and refused him admission. With the courage and zeal of an apostle, he bade the Emperor go and do penance, for the blood of his murdered victim called to heaven for vengeance. The 254 THE MARTYHS OF THE COLISEUM. ^ holy Bishop repulsed him with his own hand, and would not permit him to enter except in the garb of a public penitent of the Church. Philip humbled himself belbre the aged Bishop ; he confessed his crimes, and volun- tarily itccepted the penance which the minister of God imposed on him, and thus was permitted to enter the Church of the true God, before whom the crown and tattered garment are alike. Eusebius, in his sixth book and thirty-fourth chapter, speaking of this strange event, says: — "Gordian ruled the Roman Empire for six full years ; Philip, together with his son Philip, succeeded to him. He, being a Christian (the report is), wished to take part in the prayers of the Church on the eve of the Pasch with the rest of the people ; but the Bishop who then ruled the Church would not allow him to enter until he had made confession of his crimes, and placed himself amongst the public penitents. . . And the Emperor is said cheerfully to have submitted ; and by his penance to have shown a sincere and religious fear of God." We cannot pass over the authority, much less thfi beautiful and powerful eloquence, of the great Chry- sostom, in his panegyric on Babilas. Speaking of his brave and intrepid reproof of the sinful Emperor, he compares him to the Apostle St. John ; and alludes to the Emperor in words that leave no doubt of the tradition of the time in which he flourished. " Nor was he the mere tetrarch of a few cities," says St. Crysostom, speaking of Philip (in Lib. in S. Bab. et Contra Gentiles, No. 6), " nor the king of one nation only, but the ruler of the greater portion of the world — of nations, of cities, and a countless army, formidable on every side, from the nd, and would rb of a public himself belbre es, and volun- linister of God d to enter the the crown and . his sixth book 3 strange event, jire for six full tiilip, succeeded port is), wished h on the eve of but the Bishop iow him to enter imes, and placed . . And the )mittpd ; and by religious fear ol much less the the great Chry- I Speaking of his Iful Emperor, he Ind alludes to the I of the tradition Nor was he the Isostom, speaking lentiles, No. 6), the ruler of the [s, of cities, and side, from the THE PERSIAN KINGS. 265 boundless immensity of the empire and the severity of its power ; yet he was expelled from the church by the intrepid pastor, like a bad sheep that is driven from the flock. The subject becomes the ruler, and pronounces sentence of condemnation against him who commanded all. Alone and unarmed, his undaunted soul was filled with apostolic confidence. With what zeal was the ancient Bishop fired ! He commanded the satellites of the Emperor to depart. How fearlessly he spoke, and placed his right hand on that breast that was still glowing and bleeding with the remorse of recent guilt ! How he treated the murderer according to his merits ! " &c. It is not our intention at present to discuss the question that has been raised by modern historians, whether Philip was a Christian or not. Nearly all the histories of the ancient Church written in the English language, slur over the fact as if too extraordinary to be true, or too doubtful to be entertained for a moment. Yet the whole weight of ancient authority is in its favour. Men like Eusebius, St. John Chrysostom, Orosius, St. Vincent of Lerius, and Cassiodorus, were not lilieiy to be the dupes of an idle tradition ; ihe fact is mentioned by numerous authors. Amongst others, Baronius writes as follows : — "Pontius was raised the prefectship, ard was the friend and familiar of b Philips, the Emperors. On occasion of the celebrat' u of the thousandth anniversary of the foundation of tLc city, they said to him : ' Let us go and propitiate the j»^eat gods who have brought us to this thousandth anuiversary of the Roman city.' But Pontius by many stratagems endeavoured to escape, whilst they were forcing him as a friend to offer sacrifice. 256 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Vsm 'i' •■■:& W V Believing an opportunity was given to him by God, he said : * Most devout Emperors ! Since God has honoured you with an august power over men, why do you not sacrifice to Him who has conferred such a favour upon you?* Philip the Emperor replied: 'That is precisely the reason why I wish to oflFer sacrifice to the great god Jupiter ; because all my power is given to me by him.' Pontius, smiling, said : * Be not deceived, Emperor • there is an omnipotent God in the heavens, who built up everything by His holy Word, and gave life by His Spirit ! ' Moved by these and similar exhortations of the Saint, the Emperors believed and were baptized by Pope St. Fabian. Then Fabian and Pontius broke to pieces the idols in the temple of Jupiter, and razed the temple itself to the ground ; many of the people, being converted to the Lord, were purified by the saving waters." (See Baronius, A.D. 246, No. 9; and the Bollandists, 14th of May, &c.) Whether he was a Christian or not, it is certain the Church enjoyed a profound peace. For nearly thirty years she had been gathering strength, as the persecu- tions from the time of Severus were only partial, and fell more on individusJs than on the great bulk of the people. On every side schools and great centres of learning sprang up, and the Church seemed to be lifting up her head with honour and triumph. The East was spejially gifted with men who shone like stars of science and elo- quence. Some of the greatest names in the history of tlie Church flourished in this period. The great Pope Fabian was in the chair of St. Peter's ; there was Babilas in Anti- och, Dionysius of Alexandria, the eloquent Cyprian at 7Jf. L by God, he las honoured do you not , favour upon b is precisely he great god me by him.' , O Emperor ; , who built up e life by His rtations of the »tized by Pope >roke to pieces sedthe temple leing converted waters." (See mdists, 14:th of is certain the nearly thirty the persecu- Lly partial, and [at bulk of the THE PERSIAN KINGS. 267 Carthage, the Thaumaturgus, or wonder-working Gregory of Neo-C8Bsarea, and St. Firmilian of Cappadocia. Then there were Origen, Pionius, and many others, who adorned the different grades of the hierarchy with learn- ing and zeal. Churches sprang up in every pbce, and assemblies were held in public ; the principal emoluments of the Empire were conferred on Christians. St. Gregory of Nyssa, speaking of St. Gregory Thaumaturgus, says that, " By the preaching and zeal of that great Bishop, not only his city, but the whole country round, had embraced the true faith ; the altars and temples of the false gods were hurled to the ground, and there churches erected, and the people were purified from the contamination of unclean sacrifices." (In Oratione de St. Greg. Thaum., towards the end.) Thus the faith had spread far through the East; Cappadocia, P. ? :jnia, and Syria were nearly entirely Catholic ; and Persia, on the confines of those territories, was also bearing fruit to the preaching of the Apostle St. Thomas, and was at this time, like its sister provinces around, a most flourishing portion of the garden of the Church. Kings and nobles had embraced the faith, and when the persecution broke out, Persia sent many noble martyrs to heaven. Among these, the virtues and constancy of the two kings or petty rulers who form the subject of this notice were not the least remarkable. They were seized in the persecution of 250, brought to Rome, and martyred in the Coliseum. The hour of sunshine and peace is now drawing to a close, and the year 250 opened, even on its first day, with one of the most terrible persecutions that the Q 268 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. M Church had suffered. The blessings and repose oi peace had relaxed the morals of the Christians, and it pleased Almighty God to purify them once more by the fire of persecution. The great Bishop of Carthage, who was secreted in exile during the few months that the storm raged, describes the sad causes that drew once more the terrible sword over the Christian community. " Almighty God," says the great doctor, " wished to prove His family ; for the blessings of a long peace had corrupted the divine discipline given to us ; our sleeping and prostrate faith roused, if I may so speak, the celestial anger. And although we deserved more for our sins, yet the clement and merciful Lord so acted that what has passed has been more a probation than a persecution. The whole world was wrapt in temporal interests, and Christ- ians forgot the glorious things that were done in the days of the apostles ; instead of rivalling their brilliant exam- ple, they burned with the desire of the empty riches of the world, and strained every nerve to increase their wealth. Piety and religion were banished from the lives of the priests, and fidelity and integrity were no longer found in the ministers of the altar ; charity and discipUae of morals were no longer visible in their flocks. The men combed their beards, and the women painted their faces ; their very eyes were tinted, and their hair told a lie. To deceive the simple, they used fraud and subtlety, and even Christians deceived each other by knavery and underhand dealing. They intermarried with unbelievers and prostituted the members of Jesus Christ to pagans. They scoffed at their prelates in their pride, and they tore each other to pieces with envenomed tongues, and seemed to destroy each other with a fatal hatred. They THE PERSIAN KINGS. 259 despised the simplicity and humility demanded by faith, and permitted themselves to be guided by the impulses of worthless vanity ; they contemned the world only in words. Did we not deserve, then, the dreadful horrors of persecution that have burst upon us 1 " The instrument of God's anger was Decius. He per- mitted this cruel usurper to hold for one year the power of the Ca»sars, for the glory and purification of His Church. Our blessed Lord had said in the garden of Geth- semane, that all that take the sword shall perish with the sword (Matt. xxvi. 52). In His eternal decrees, He had prepared His judgment for Philip, who had unjustly drawii his sword against Gordian ; and by the hand of a usurper he too must die. Towards the end of the year 249, intelligence was brought from the East to Rome that lotapian and Priscus had been declared Emperors by a part of the army. The revolt was soon quelled and the usurpers killed ; but the spirit of revolution had spread like a pestilence, and another and more formidable rival appeared in Decius, who was declared Emperor by the great bulk of the army, then on the confines of Pan- nonia. Philip met him with a much larger force near the walls of Verona ; a desperate battle ensued, in which the Emperor was slain. No sooner was the news of his defeat brought to Rome, than the praetorians murdered the son of Philip, and declared Decius Emperor ; but they little knew the character of the man to whom they were committing their property, their honour, and their lives. He entered Rome in triumph, and jne of his first imperial acts was to issue edicts against the Christians. Decius seemed determined to destroy the very name II ^^1 1 i! t' •; 1 TV' ■I 260 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, of Christian, and his edicts were as cruel as those which had issued from Nero or Domitian. He afifected an in- dignation that almost amounted to frenzy against the Bomans, because they had abandoned the worship of their gods, and permitted the progress of the hated Christianity. " He imagined," says St. Gregory of Nyssa, " by cruelty and bloodshed to resist the power of God, to overturn the Church of Christ, and prevent the further preaching of the mysteries of the gospel. Then he sent edicts to all the rulers of the provinces, threaten- ing them with the most dreadful torments if they did not endeavour to exterminate the Christian name, and biing the people back again to the worship of the devils of the E.npire." He found willing agents in his magistrates, and so warmly did they take up the terrible declaration against the unoffending Christians, that, according to the same authority, all public business was suspended for some time that they might carry out the terrible decrees. The prisons could not hold the multitudes that were seized ; and whilst some were put to death by the most cruel torments in the public squares, others found a home in the deserts. " Nor was there mercy for childhood or age, but all, as in a city taken by a cruel and enraged enemy, were handed over to torture and death ; not even the natural weakness of the female sex was pitied, that they at least might be freed from excruciating tortures ; the same terrible law of cruelty raged against everything that was considered adverse to the idols." (St. Greg, of Nyssa, towards the end of sermon on St. Greg. Thauma- turgus.) It seems somewhat doubtful whether our Saints, Abdon those which ected an in- ' against the worship of )f the hated Gregory of , the power of I prevent the gospel. Then ices, threaten- bs if they did in name, and of the devils of jtrates, and so aration against ig to the same ended for some srrible decrees, ides that were th by the most :8 found a home Dr childhood or \ and enraged leath ; not even as pitied, that kting tortures ; Lust everything (St. Greg, of reg. Thauma- Saints, Abdon T:iE PERSIAN KINGS. 261 and Sennen, who suffered in the Coliseum during this persecution, were brought from Persia by force, or had come, like many other Persian nobles, through a sense of devotion or curiosity, to the great Roman capital. The Acts adopted by the BoUandists state that they were brought thither in chains by Decius himself. The Em- peror was not in Persia, although he set out on an expe- dition towards the East, in which he was slain ; but this might have happened under Gordian, as Decius was then a commander of the army, and subdued a revolt on the confines of Persia. The remainder of the Acts is received as genuine. As they tell the tale of the sufferings of those noble youths in beautiful and simple language, we will give them almost word for word. When Decius arrived in Rome, he ordered the Senate to be assembled, and the Persian youths to be brought before him. They were brought in chains, and bore the marks of the cruelty with which they had been treated ; they wore the royal insignia of their power, the gold and precious stones and splendour of their embroidered gar- ments contrasting sadly with the heavy chains of criminals that bound their hands and feet. The whole Senate looked on them with pity. Almighty God had cast around His servants a majesty and a celestial beauty that struck the bystanders with awe and respect. Decius, rising up, addressed the Senate in these words : " Conscript fathers ! be it known to your august assem- bly, that the gods and goddesses have delivered into our hands the most inveterate enemies of the Empire. Be- hold the wretches before you."* And when a murmur had passed through the assembly, all were silent through fear, they seemed to regard the young noblemeH with bympa- M ^ IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 4^ 4^ 1.0 I.I 2.0 1.25 IS I WMu u |l^ Photograiiiic Sciences Corporation 23 VtflST MAM STRHT WltSTIR,N.Y. MSM (716) t72-4S03 4^ 4*^ m i 262 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. thy. Then Decius commanded the high priest named Claudius to be brought from the Capitol in order to make them sacrifice. When he was come, Decius said to them : " If you sacrifice now, you can remain in the liberty of kings, and enjoy your possessions in increased honour and power under the great Empire of Rome. Take care how you refuse." But Abdon answered for himself and his companion, and said: "We have offered sacrifice and homage, though unworthily, to our Lord Jesus Christ ; we shall never sacrifice to your false gods." Decius cried out to the lictors and attendants : " Let the severest torments be prepared for these wretches, and let fierce lions and bears tear them to pieces." Abdon bravely answered : " Do not delay the execu- tion of thy sentence ; we are longing to possess our Lord Jesus Christ, who is able, when he willeth, to destroy thyself and thy wicked machinations against His Church." Decius ordered a public manifestatipn to be made in the amphitheatre, that all might see the fate of the royal Christians. On the day appointed they were brought before the Temple of the 'Sun, to try if they would offer sacrifice. They were roughly dragged before the idol by the soldiers, but they spat on it with contempt. Th ey were then stript of their garments, and scourged. After this they were brought into the Coliseum to be devoured by wild beasts. Whilst entering into the arena they said aloud : " Thanks be to God, we are going to our crown ; " and making the sign of the cross, they began to pray. Some bears and two lions were let into the arena, but they came bellowing to the feet of the martyrs, and not priest named order to make lem : " If yo^ f of kings, and ur and power B care how you bis companion, and homage, Ihrist; we shall lendants: "Let se wretches, and jces." lelay the execu- possess our Lord lleth, to destroy nst His Church." n to be made in fate of the royal jy were brought they would offer .efore the idol by [ontempt. They icourged. After a to be devoured ^e arena they said to our crown;" [y began to pray, the arena, but lartyrs, and not THE PERSIAN KINGS. 268 only would not touch them, but would not leave them, and even prevented the keepers from approaching the holy servants of God. Seeing this, Valerian cried out : " They have some magic power about them ; let the gladi- ators slay them." The gladiators entered with spears and slew them ; their bodies were tied together, and , were cast before the Temple of the Sun, alongside the amphitheatre, and were left there as a terror to the Chris- tians for three days. On the third night, the Christian Quirinus, sub-deacon,who remained near the amphitheatre all the time, watching an opportunity to take the bodies, succeeded in bringing them to his own house. He respectfully wrapped them in fine linen, and enclosed 4)hem in a leaden case. Their bodies were thus preserved until the time of Constantino. The spot where they are supposed to have been laid is now under the Passionists' garden on the Coelian. But God would not have the remains or the memory of such great martyrs entirely lost to the world. During the reign of Constantino, when He had displayed to His infant Church in Kome the rainbow of peace and pros- perity, He admonished a holy priest in a vision where he would find the remains of SS. Abdon and Sennen, and they were removed to the cemetery of Pontiano, or ad Ursum Pileatum, as it was known in the early days of the Church. The beautiful and ancient Church of St. Bibiana is erected over this cemetery. When Gregory IV". was restoring the venerable Church of St. Mark in the ninth century, he had the bodies of these two great saints removed, and they are justly enumerated amongst the great treasures with which Gregory enriched that church. Kelics were sent to Florence, and some also to France ; 264 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. but the larger portion of their remains is still preserved in the confessional of St. Mark's, awaiting the hour in which they will be united again to the brave spirits that animated them, to assist in the judgment of the wicked world that condemned them. •r;.- \\.ii UM. All preserved the hour in hrave sphits rment of the CHAPTER XV. THS AOTS OF POPE STEPHEN. i /■" 1. ^HE events we are iabout to relate took place in the year 259 of the Christian era. The Emperors Valerian and Gallienus had usurped the throne, and under their tyrannical rule a terrible persecution burst upon the Church. Scarcely in any other reign of the two hundred and fifty years that had passed over the Church are there to be found such visible interpositions of Divine Providence for the glory of His martyrs and the humiliation of His enemies. The thunders of heaven rolled over the heads of the persecutors, the earth shook beneath their feet, and their idols were melted like lead in a furnace at the prayers of the martyrs ; yet the stream of blood flowed on, and the angels were daily and hourly carrying aloft the peerless spirits of the triumphant Christians to the abodes of peace and joy. There never was a time in the history of the Empire when the people were so visited by public calamities as during the reigns of Gallus and Valerian. Inundations, fires and earthquakes had decimated whole provinces, and destroyed cultivated lands and beautiful cities; 266 THE MARTYRS Of THE COLISEUM. \ n' famine and pestilence joined in the war of extermina- tion, and the sighs of grief were heard on every side. As might have been expected, the Christians were blamed for all the calamities of the Empire. The Evil One spoke through the oracles on the Capitol, and fired the public mind against the " detested religion," which was now spreading on every side. The persecution came ; but the circumstances that brought it about were peculiar. For the first three years of his reign, the rule of the Emperor Valerian was mild and pacific. He was in a particular manner partial to the Christians. In public and private he showed them respect and favour, and the Church flourished on every side. " Before the per- secution," says Eusebius, the great historian of the early history of the Church, " Valerian was gentle and kind towards the servants of God. Not one of the former Emperors — not even he who was publicly recognised as a Christian (Philip, A.D. 244) — showed such favour to- wards us as this prince in the commencement of his reign. His household was filled with Christians, and appeared to be a Church of Jesus Christ rather than a palace of the Roman Emperor." (Book vii., chap, x.) Amongst the courtiers was a man named Macrian. He was of low birth, but had some pretensions to learning ; being well skilled in sorcery and magic, he ingratiated himself 'nto favour with the Emperor. Avarice, ambition and cruelty had taken possession of his soul. He aimed at the supreme power, and longed to gratify the base propensities of his heart, by shedding the blood of the Christians, whom he hated without a cause. It is supposed that the demons, who are per- mitted to influence men through the black art, intimated H .^*l! THB ACTS OF POPS STEPHEN^. 267 to Macrian that he could never attain the realization of his ambitious hopes as long as Valerian was a friend to the Christians. He set himself with cruel ingenuity to pervert the noble and generous disposition of the peace- ful Emperor, and history tells the terrible tale of his suc- cess. He commenced by telling him of the wonders of magic ; how it could unveil th e future and guide the present in the paths of the highest prosperity, and was the talisman of wealth, power and glory. The unthink- ing Valerian was caught like a fly in poisoned honey. Under the counsels of his impious preceptor, he began to believe that lessons of wisdom were written ou the entrails of new born infants, and that the terrible secrets of the unknown future might be deciphered in the life- streams of the heart's blood. His first victim was a new- born child. In blinded fanaticism he bent over the reeking entrails of the infant to trace in its scarlet fibres the language of prophecy and knowledge. The jaundiced eye sees everything one colour ; so when passion rules predominant in the soul, every thought is moulded to its form, and the noble faculties of the intellect and will lend their services to its gratification. Thus Valerian thought he saw in the horrible practices of magic the unveiled sources of knowledge and power. It is not to be won- dered at that, under the guidance of the impious Macrian, he found out that the gods (the devils) were not pleased with the Christian sect; and, as one abyss calls on another, he fell into the lowest depths of cruelty, intolerance and fanaticism. The end of the year 251 found Valerian one of the most cruel and unfeeling per- secutors of the Church. During the days of peace that preceded this persecu- 26d THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. tion, Almighty God vouchsafed to the holy St. Cyprian, Bishop of Carthage, a knowledge of the terrible time that was coming. The learned Bishop wrote to several Churches to prepare them for the storm. In his sublime exhortation to martyrdom, in his letter to the Thibari- tans, he says : " Instructed by the light which the Lord has deigned to give us, we must forewarn your souls by the solicitude of our admonition ; for you must know, and hold for certain, that a day of terrible trial is about to dawn — the time of Antichrist is at hand. We must all stand prepared for the battle, and think of naught but the crown of glory, and the ineffable reward that will follow a brave confession of the faith. Nor are the trials that are coming like the past ; a severer and bloodier combat awaits us, for which the soldiers of Christ must prepare by unflinching faith and unsullied virtue, remem- bering they daily consume the blood of Christ, that they m^ shed their blood for Him." (St. Cyprian, Epis. 56, i i.'hlbaritanos, de Exhortat. Mart.) When the clouds that threatened the storm to the pro- phetic eye of Cyprian burst in the following year over the world in all the horrors of a bloody persecution, the great doctor himself was one of its most remarkable victims. He tells us, in another part of his works, when the per- secution broke out, how the infuriate mob called aloud in the amphitheatre of Carthage that he should be cast to the lions. As the highest buildings are most exposed to the lightning, so the Bishops and Fathers of the Church were the first victims of the persecution. In Bome, the great Pope Stephen was martyred whilst celebrating mass in the Catacombs. It is from the Acts of this Holy Pontiff we will quote just now some of the \\% rji THE ACTS OF POPE STEPHEN. 269 scenes connected with the Coliseum during this persecu- tion. Although Almighty God permitted the persecution to try His Church, yet He prepared a terrible retribution for the injustice of His enemies. All the persecutors came to an untimely and miserable end. Perhaps not one of those tyrants who shed Christian blood was bo humbled or accursed as Valerian. " They have chosen their own way," says Almighty God, through the prophet Isaias, " and the abominations which their heart desired ; but I will show up their folly, and will repay them for their sins." (Isaias Ixvi. 3, 4.) The whole Empire participated in the curse that fell on the impious Valerian ; the accu- mulated evils of plagues, famines, earthquakes, and civil wars swept like a tempest over the world, decimating the human race, and spreading terror and confusion on every side. The barbarians who were on the borders of the provinces rushed in, as if by a preconcerted plan, on different portions of the Empire, and commenced to pil- lage and plunder all before them. Valerian was forced to turn his attention to more formidable enemies than the unoffending Christians. He organised the troops for war, he sent his son Gallienus against the Germans, and his best and bravest captains to other portions of the Empire; whilst he himself took the lead of the army against the Persians, who were now, as for many years past, the most formidable enemies of the Empire. Sapor, the King of the Persians, routed and destroyed the Eoman army, and took the Emperor prisoner ; a terrible hour of retaliation had come for the cruel Valerian. He was dragged before the haughty Persian in chains, and still clothed in his magnificent robes of purple and gold. After having in- 270 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, suited him in the most cruel and barbarous manner, he was made to walk before the chariot of the Persian king, and thus brought through all the towns of the kingdom, to be insulted and ill-treated by the entire Persian people. The vilest slave could not have been treatecf with more contempt. Every time that Sapor wished to enter his chariot or mount his horse, Valerian was brought out and made to stoop down with his face towards the ground, so that the barbarian king might make a footstool of his back. After several years passed in the most horrible servility, in hunger, insult and unceasing pain, a fate still more terrible awaited him. When his natural strength was failing, it was determined to anticipate death by the last and cruellest act of their revenge. He was flayed alive, and his skin, stufifed with straw, was hung up in one of their temples as a monument of their triumph and revenge. Thus shall they perish who raise their arm against God I 2. -^-■■•-— "^ ^^^'"^ Whilst Valeiian was prosecuting his horrible and im- pure studies in magic, the Christians were aware of the change that had come over his character, and prepared themselves for the impending storm. The Catacombs were opened again, and provisions were brought to those dreary abodes of the dead ; the altar and the tabernacle were shorn of their ornaments, and the dread mysteries were celebrated once more by the tombs of the martyrs in the gloomy passages under ground. The catechumens were all baptized, and the faithful were exhorted and fortified by frequent Communion and unceasing prayer. . Valerian showed by many signs his altered feelings ?;•■ UM. 3 manner, ho Persian king, the kingdom, ^ersian people. ,erum cum sacerdotibus idolorum."— 4c^<» No. 4* 296 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, f |;i- ^y\ great God who reigns in heaven, thou who keepest His commandments and hast stript me of my habitation ! — I have lived here for sixty- seven years, and under Clau- dius Caesar twelve. Many martyrs have come and have not exposed me. Having under roe ninety-three other most impious spirits, I order each of them to sacrifice to me daily fifty souls of men.* Emperor, persecutor of the Christians ! thou hast found a holy soul, through whom thou wilt finish thy reign in disgrace." These words were spoken with a loud voice and great la- mentation ; terrible darkness surrounded those who were present, and they went away in great trepidation and doubt. u; . " * ' f'^ 6. The Emperor, not understanding that it was by the divine power that the idol had been overthrown, ordered her to be biiflfeted on the face ; and when the execution- ers had beaten her for some time, they lost their strength, and cried out : " Woe unto us sinners ! surely we suflFer more than this girl : she is not hurt, and we are in pain. We beseech thee, Emperor, to have her taken from us." But the Emperor, enraged against them, ordered the face of the blessed Prisca to be beaten still more. Looking towards heaven, the holy virgin said — " Blessed art Thou, Lord Jesus Christ 1 for Thou givest eternal peace to those who believe in Thee." And when she had said this, she was surrounded with a bright light, and a voice from heaven was heard say- ing •;■ ■ -. ■ < ■■■■" .?' i'! ■ • :•• .1' " Daughter, be of good courage and fear nothing, for * A similar thing is read in the Acts of Martina and Titiana, but we must remember it is the proud spirit of lies that is speaking. His authority is not worth much. . - t ; : :■■ ! keepest His habitation ! — i under Clau- >me and have ty-three other to sacrifice to , persecutor of soul, through grace." These and great la- ihose who were repidation and it it was by the ihrown, ordered the execution- it their strength, surely we suffer we are in pain, her taken from them, ordered kten still more, said — irist I for Thou liove in Thee." (urrounded with was heard say- fear nothing, for fca and Titiana, but that is speaking. THE ACTS OF ST. PJtISCA, I am the God whom thou invokest, and I will never abando n thee." After these things the Emperor was enraged almost to madness. 7. The next day, sitting before his tribunal, the Em- peror said : '* Let that wicked little sorceress be brought in, that we may see some more of her charms." When she was brought before him, he said to her : ** Will you consent to live with me, and sacrifice to the gods ] " But she firmly replied : " Cease, most impious of men, and son of a satanic father ! Are you not ashamed to insult a helpless girl and ill treat her thus, when you know she will never consent to sacrifice to your idols ] " Then the Emperor in a fury ordered her to be stript and to be beaten with whips. The child's body appeared as white as snow, and so bright was the light that issued from her, that the eyes of the beholders were dazzled.* Whilst they were beating her, the holy virgin said : " I have cried with my voice to the Lord, and He heard me in the combat of my passion." The Emperor, hearing her pray thus, said : " Do you think you will seduce me with your magic 1 " But blessed Prisca answered: "Thy father Satan is the prince of all darkness ; he loves fornicators and embraces magicians." The Emperor then ordered her to be beaten with rods, but the Saint, hearing this new punishment, jmiled and said : *' unjust and impious man, enemy of * " Tunc iratus iinperator jusait ezpoliari earn et iterum csedi. SaQcta autem videbatur Candida aicut nix, cujus splendebat corpua in tantum quod nitor claritatis ejus caligare faciebat respiuieutes ia ^om"—Acts, cap. 11, No. h V' :*•• •?is : I " ill ■I 1 'li* l"\ 298 THB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, God and inventor of evils ! yoa are too blinded to know the blessings you are procuring for me from the Eternal Creator." 8. Then Limenius, a relative of the Emperor, said to him : " This contaminated child does not suffer these tor- ments on account of the glory of the Christians and the Crucified ; but, like a shining ray of the sun, hopes to obtain everything. Let your majesty command her to be cast into prison until to-morrow, and have her be- smeared with the oil of fat, and let us destroy this brightness." The Emperor immediately ordered her to be cast into prison until the following day. While she was being led to prison, she cried out with a loud voice before all the people, saying : '' I give Thee thanks, my Lord Jesus Christ, and I implore Thy hol> grace ; pre- serve me from this impious and impure Claudius, who despises Thy goodness." During the whole night, the holy child was glorifying God in prison, singing hymns ; and the voices of a multitude of persons were heard praising God aloiig with her. When morning dawned, she was ordered to be let out of prison, but first to be smeared with oil and grease. But when Limenius was leaving the palace, he perceived a fragrant smell, as if the air were filled with the perfume of aromatics, and said to his companions : " Do you not perceive the beautiful scent % " But they replied : " The gods have made this beautiful scent for the beloved Prisca, for they all say her own gods appeared to her during the night." When they arrived at the prison, they found the blessed Priscu sitting on a throne, and surrounded by a multi- THE ACTS OF ST. PRISCA, 29g tude of angels, whose brightness it would be impossible to describe. She held in her hand a tablet, and read these words : "How great are Thy works, Lord ! Thou hast made all things with wisdom." (Ps. ciii. 24.) But Limenius was terrified, and leaving the place, went to the palace to announce to the Emperor the great won- ders of God. The Emperor commanded her to be taken to the temple to sacrifice, and, in case of refusal, to be exposed to the wild beasts. Prisca continued to pray : " I have run the way of Thy commandments, Lord ; teach me Thy justifications, and I will learn the wonders of Thy divinity. Free me from the punishments of men, that I may keep Thy commandments." 9. The Emperor seeing her countenance more beautiful and cheerful than before, said to her : " Hast thou listen- ed to good counsel, and consented to sacrifice to the be- nign gods ? " But she said to him : " My conversion, Emperor, is complete ; thou wilt not persuade me to mingle in thy controversies, for I am freed from the impieties and se- ducing vanities of this world. I have received the com- mands of my Lord Jesus Christ. It is good for me to cling to Him, and place all my hope in Him, who contains all truth, to whom nothing is wanting, for He is omnipo- tent. The seduction of thy words are like arrows of dark- ness, that point out the way to eternal gloom. I rejoice rather in the death of the saints tiiat surround me, and who have subdued thy father the deviU" 10. The Emperor in anger said to her : " You shall not die, Prisca, if you come and sacrifice." But she said to him: "Do you order me to enter the temple again ? " w 300 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. To which the Emperor said, " Yes ; go in and sacrifice, that you may not be devoured by the wild beasts." Prisca then said : " By the grace of my Lord Jesus Ohrist assisting me, His humble servant, I will go in as you order." But the demon who inhabited the idol, knowing that the holy child was coming to banish him, cried out with a loud voice : " Woe to me ! where shall I fly from Thy Spirit, God of heaven 1 Fire is pursuing me from the four corners of the temple." Prisca entered, making the sign of the cross, and point- ing to the statue of the idol, said : " Emperor, look at this imposition : there are eyes that do not see, ears that do not hear, hands that do not feel, and feet that cannot walk — a statue decorated with contemptible vanity ; do you wish me to sacrifice to this ? " The Emperor (not understanding what she meant) cried out: '^May the gods live for ever! thou hast consented to my request." But the blessed Prisca approached the idol, and poured forth a prayer to the Lord, saying : " O Lord God, Eternal King ! Thou who stretchedst forth the heavens, and didst build up the earth ; Thou who settest limits to the waters of the ocean, and hast trampled on the Serpent's iiead ; Thou, O Lord, wilt not abandon me now ; hear my prayer, and destroy this idol made by the hands of men, and used by the demon as an instrument full of deceit and malice ; and let Claudius by different punishments know that Thou alone art blessed in eternity. Amen." Then she said with a loud voice : " I command thee to depart, thou who dwellest in this deaf and dumb idol." A noise as of thunder was immediately heard, and fire THE ACTS OF ST. PRISCA. SOI and sacrifice, )eastB." ^ Lord Jesus will go in as knowing that jried out with : fly from Thy g me from the ross, and point- •or, look at this e, ears that do dt that cannot ble vanity ; do he meant) cried hast consented iol, and poured rd God, Eternal ivens, and didst Ltsto the waters Serpent's nead ; LOW ; hear my hands of men, full of deceit t punishments •nity. Amen." imand thee to id dumb idol." heard, and fire fell from heaven, which consumed the priests of the tem- ple ; a multitude of people wore killed ; the purple on tlie right arm of the Emperor was burnt, and the idol was reduced to aphes.* Blessed Prisca said : " Glory be to God in the highest, and peace on earth to men of good will." 11. After this the Emperor was enraged, and without adverting to the miracle which had taken place, or to the power of the invisible God, said to the prefect : ** Take this magician, and tear her whole body to pieces with sharp iron hooks, that she may no longer see the light of this world. I am full of confusion and shame, and know not what to do." The prefect, taking her, went imme- diately into the prsetorium, and sitting on his tribunal, ordered them to bring in Erisca, saying : " Introduce that temple destroyer, that we may see what she will do." Prisca entered the preetorium smiling. "The prefect said, "You deride me, little sorceress, because you are still alive ; by the most pure sun, I will cast your entrails to the dogs, and then we shall see if your Christ will have any comfort for you." The blessed Prisca replied : " impious man ! ought I not to deride the power of your Emperor, who has been conquered by a little girl through Jesus Christ, and then delivers me up to you 1 " The prefect said : "He is ruler, and has power to deliver you to me, that I may force you to sacrifice, or take away your life." * " Et mox tonitruum magnum factum estetcecidit ignis de coelo et combuBsit sacerdotes templi et multitudo populi mortua est, et imperatoris partem dexteram purpurse combussit, et idolum in fa vil- lain redegit."—ilc<», last lines of No. 10, I; J ! »• , 91 301^ iriiE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, Prisca said : " I will not sacrifice ; torment me as you please." Then the prefect ordered her to be stretched on the rack, and her limbs to be cut with small knives. Whilst they were tormenting her, she cried with a loud voice : " O Lord Jesus, help me ; to Thee do I fly for succour." 12. The enraged prefect ordered her to be cast into prison ; but she, binding up her holy body, and fortifying herself with the hair of her head, went quickly into prison. The prefect, mounted on a horse, repaired to the prison, and found the holy girl, as before, sitting on a high throne, and her beautiful face shining like the sun.* In amazement he left the place, and shutting the prison door, he sealed it with his ring, and leaving fifty men to guard it, went to the Emperor. Blessed Prisca was in the meantime glorifying God, and singing His praises, and there was a great light in the cell in which she was confined. The prefect found the Emperor in his palace, who, on seeing him, wondered, and said : " What are you coming for ? " He replied : " As your majesty ordered me, I have tor- tured the wicked little Prisca with iron swords and hooks, and I have tried to kill her, but, behold, she is still alive, and refuses to sacrifice. I have executed your commands ; you must now consider what other punishment you will order to be inflicted on her." The Emperor said to him : " It is evident that she con- fides in her incantations. Let her be delivered to the wild beasts, that they may tear her to pieces." ♦ The prefect was silent. * There is extreme brevity used in this portion of the Acts. Cir- to be cast into y, and fortifying at quickly into orse, repaired to efore, sitting on a ing like the sun* utting the prison iving fifty men to sed Prisca was in iging His praises, in which she was leror in his palace, : "What are you red me, I have tor- swords and hooks, [d, she is still alive, jd your commands ; inishment you will Ivident that she con- \q delivered to the pieces." • Irtionof tbeActfl. Cir- Ware recorded as hap- THE ACTS OF ST. PRISCA. 303 13. When morning was come, he sent the executioners for her, and when she was brought in before him, he said : " The Emperor commands you to sacrifice ; if you refuse, you are to be exposed to the wild beasts." Blessed Prisca, with a countenance shining like the light of the sun, answered : " In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, who suffered for us who believe in Him, I am sure of conquering you." Hearing this, the prefect was much irritated, and went to the Emperor, and said to him : " I beg of your majesty to come with me to the amphitheatre : " and they went towards it toge. er. Then they had her cast between two wild beasts. Blessed Prisca said : " Watch my sacrifice." The prefect said, " Behold, Emperor, this sorceress who overthrew our goas ; may she be torn to pieces by the beasts." Amongst the animals was a savage lion, which had not been fed for four days.* The Emperor, sitting on his throne, was overcome with sadness, and ordered Prisca to be led into the arena. When she entered the Coli- seum, a great noise was heard in the heavens which terrified the spectators. The Emperor said to her : " Believe and consent to my wishes ; avert the terrible calamity that is hanging over you ; for I swear by the gods that I love you exceed- ingly." The holy child raised her eyes to heaven, and said : " Lord Jesus Christ, who hast manifested the knowledge * " Erat autem et alius leo immanissimus qui quotidie comedebat septem ovm. Hio non comederat per dies quatuor, ut devoraret B, Pruicam.** ;..,; .,. , , ,, • i , 304 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. of Thy divinity, and crowned Thy saints with glory, pre- serve me perfect in this combat to-day." Then turning towards the Emperor, she said : " O miserable wretch I know ♦^hat I would rather be devoured by beasts, that I may merit eternal life with Christ, than fall into the snares of eternal death by yielding to thy seductions." The Emperor then ordered the most ferocious lion to be let loose to devour her. The lion was roaring in his den, so that he terrified all the people. His keeper let him ou ;, and he entered the arena bounding and roaring ; then he walked towards the Saint, not showing terror but love, and leaning forward, he adored her, and kissed her feet.* The blessed Prisca, praying to the Lord, said : " God, Thou parmittest lae to combat like a criminal in this theatre of guilt, but Thou prcservest my soul un- sullied and undefiled." Then turning towards the Emperor, she said : " You see, Emperor, you have but manifested our power over tortures and wild beasts, because Christ, who made heaven and earth, and every- thing in them, is always victorious ; to Him everything is subjected by the will of His Father." The Emperor, seeing the meekness of the lion, and that it showed the reverence of love towards the Saint, said to her : " Humble yourself and acknowledge the gods, for they are helping you." But Prisca replied : " They cannot help themselves, how then can they help me ? In the name of my Lord Jesus Christ, by my combat, and by my martyrdom, they ai y annihilated." • " Et erat leo rugiens in cubili suo, ut omnes terreret. lUe qui eum nutriebat aperlit leoni et egressus leo rugiit c^rsum arripiens etambulavit ad Sanctam, non terrorem ostendens aed dilectionem et inolinans se ri^rabat, osculabatur pedes ejus." ith glory, pre- Then turning jrable wretch! beasts, that I 1 fall into the seductions." >rocious lion to 3 roaring in his His keeper let ng and roaring ; >wing terror but , and kissed her Lord, said : " ke a criminal in est my soul un- ng towards the •or, you have but ind wild beasts, earth, and every- Him everything the lion, andtbat is the Saint, said edge the gods, for help themselves, lame of my Lord martyrdom, they Lterreret. lUe Qi^ Iriit crsum arripiens fna Bed dUectionem et THE ACTS Ojf ST. PJtISCA. 306 The Smperor commanded the lion to be taken back to his den ; but, before he left the arena, he attacked one of the relations of the Emperor, and killed him. The enraged Claudius ordered the blessed Prisca to be cast again into prison ; she was filled with the grace of God, and said : " Preserve me, Lord, from the snares they have laid for me, and from the scandals of the workers of iniquity." 14. After three days the Emperor once more or- dered a sacrifice to be offered in the temple, and sent for the holy virgin. She came, and was resplendent as the sun. Claudius said to her : " Believe and sacrifice, and you will be safe." But she said : " I do sacrifice, and I believe in Jesus Christ." Then the Emperor in anger ordered her to be suspended and torn with hooks. When she was drawn up, she said : " Thou hast rejoiced me, Lord, in T by holy will, and 1 will delight in the works of Thy hands j Thy judgments, Lord, are true eternal light ! " Saying these things, immediately the arms and bones of those who were tormenting her were afflicted with the sharpest pain, so that they cried out to the Em- peror : " Free us, we beseech thee, from these pains ; the angels of God are tormenting us." 15. He ^en ordered her to be burnt by fire. The attendants did as they were told, and kindled an immense fire and cast her into it. With a loud voice she cried out : " O Lord, Thou who lookest down from heaven on those who believe and seek after Thee, help me. Thy handmaid ! " And immediately there came a great fall of rain and a furious whirlwind, which scattered the flames on every side, so as to burn those who stood round about. 1^1 f - ■. i : 'mA ■ 1 1 306 THE MARTYJiS OF THE COLISEUM. But the Emperor was exceedingly dejected because he was conquered by a little girl.* 16. In his exasperation he ordered all her beautiful hair to be cut off. And when the attendants had cut off her hair, she said : " It is written by the Apostle, if a woman have a beautiful head of hair, it is her ornament • you have taken from me that hai'* wl-ich God has given me ; God will take from you your kingdom." He then directed that she should be taken to the temple, and he shut the door, and having sealed it with his ring, departed to his palace. The holy child remained there a day and a night praising and blessing God. Although the Emperor and priests were wont to go to the temple every day, they would by no means go whilst the blessed Prisca was there, for they heard the voices of a multitude of angels. Claudius said to those around him : " Our god whom we worship is great, for he has assembled all the other gnds to instruct and comfort Prisca." On the third day he ordered a great sacrifice of oxen to be prepared. When the crowd opened the doors of the temple, they saw the blessed Prisca, sitting on a throne, and surrounded by a great crowd of angels, whose beauty was ineffable ; but their god they saw lying on the ground. t The ter- rified Emperor cried out : " Where is our god ? " To which Prisca said : " Do you not see him reduced to dust ? '* • " Et mox pluvia facta est magna, et sonitus venti, et dispersa. est ma^na flamma et incendit qui circumstabant omnes. Imperator autem valde tristis erat quia vincebatur a puella." — Acts, No. 15. •)• *' TurbsB autem aperientes portam templi viderunt B. Priscam sedentem in sede et cum ea existentem coetum Angelorum quorum pulchritudo enarrari non potest ; viderunt autem deum illorum in terram cecidiase." — Acta^ No. 16. 'I r 3EUM. ited because lie 11 her beautiful ,ant8 had cut off he Apostle, if a is her ornament ; ;h God has given iora." 5en to the temple, \ it with his ring, remained there a God. Although go to the temple whilst the blessed ices of a multitude ad him : " Our god 5 assembled all the Isca." On the third en to be prepared, f the temple, they pe, and surrounded [uty was ineffable ; sround.t The ter- Ls our god]" To him reduced to lltus venti, et dispersa. lantomnes. Imperator iella."— ^<'««' No. 15. fu viderunt B. Priscam Im Angelorum qviorum Intem deum Ulorum in THE ACTS OJ) ST. PBISCA, 807 17. Then the Emperor, enraged beyond measure, ordered her to be led outside the city to be beheaded. The holy martyr Prisca, rejoicing, said : " Lord Jesus Christ, Eedeemer of all, I praise Thee, I adore Thee, I beseech Thee, I implore Thee, who hast liberated me from all the evils intended for me. Save me now, O Lord Jesus Christ, with whom there is no acceptation of per- sons ; perfect me in the confession of Thy name ; order me to be received into Thy glory, that I may happily escape the evils by which I am surrounded ; and reward the impious Claudius according to his works towards Thy helpless handmaid ! " And having said this she turned towards the executioners and addressed them thus : " Fulfil the orders you have received." And thus did thei blessed Prisca end her life by the sword ; and a voicei was heard from heaven, saying : "Because thou hast fought for My name, Prisca, enter into the kingdom of heaven with all My saints." And when this was said, the exe- cutioners fell on their faces and died.* 18. Then it was announced to the Bishop of Rome by a Christian who watched in. concealment, how they led the blessed Prisca along the Ostian Way, to about the tenth milestone, and there beheaded her, and took away her life. The Bishop, having heard this, went with him to the place he mentioned, and they found her body- between two eagles, one at her head and the other at her feet, guarding it, lest the beasts should touch it. There was a dazzling light round her head, and her face smiled * " Et ita finivit vitam B. Prisca per gladium ; et vox de coelo facta est, dicens. Quia certasti pro nomine meo, Prisca, ingredere in regnum cceloruin cum omnibus Sanctis ; et, facta hac voce, car- nifices ceciderunt in facies suos et morttii sunt." — Acts, No. 17. i t(it-i I I 308 THE MAHT7R8 OF THE COLISEUM, y t\ :.\ ■VLl I ! in the Holy Spirit.* Then the Bishop himself and his companion dug a grave, and buried her in that spot. 19. When the Emperor heard all these things, he was struck the same day with terrible grief in his heart, and like a rabid dog ate his own flesh, t and groaning and trembling, he cried : " Have pity on me, thou God of the Christians ! I know I have transgressed Thy precepts, Christ, and blasphemed Thee ; I have persecuted Thy name, and have ungratefully sinned against Thy hand- maid. I am justly afflicted by Thee ; Thou rewardest me as I have deserved." He expired, convulsed and writhing in agony, and a terrible voice was heard saying, " Enter, Emperor, into the furnace of hell ; go to ex- terior darkness, for gloomy places of pain are prepared for thee/' There was a great earthquake, and there believed that day, of those who were in Bome, on account of the voice that was heard from heaven, more than five thousand, not counting women and children.^ The mar- tyrdom of the blessed Prisca took place on the 18th day of January. 20. After a short time, the faithful of Christ built a i\ . !il i * " Tunc episcopuB, hoc cum audivit, ambulavit cum ipso qui ei nuntiaverat, et ibi eam invenerunt jacentem, unam quidem aquilam sedentem ad cuput ejus et aliam ad pedes custodientem corpus ejus, ne a fens tangeretur. Caput vero lucidum splendida facie risit in Spiritu Sancto."— ^c<», No. 18. i* " PercuBsus est dolore cordis eadem die, et, sicut rabidus canis, cames suas comedebat."— ^ct«, No. 18. X " Ingredere, imperator, in clibanum Gehennss ; vade in tenebras exteriores, tibi enim prseparata sunt tenebrosa poenarum loca. Fac- tus est autem terree motus magnus, et crediderunt in eadem die, de iis qui erant in urbe Boma, pro voce quss facta <;8t de coelo, numero plusquam quinque millia, exceptis parvulis et mulieribus." —lb. 19. i'/i BUM, imself and his that spot, things, he was 1 his heart, and td groaning and hou God of the i Thy precepts, persecuted Thy wnst Thy hand- Thou rewardest , convulsed and ras heard saying, : hell ; go to ex- tain are prepared juake, and there Rome, on account sn, more than five [dren4 The mar- on the 18th day of Christ huilt a lavit cum ipso qui ei lam quidem aquilam lodientem corpus ejus, :lendida facie risit in It, sicut rabidus canis, an« ; vade in tenebras - poBuarum loca. Tac- liderunt in eadem die, lu8B facta resentations com- jremote times, she ►f Pallas Minerva. mpanions to the a. Antiquarians sry spot. It was le reader of these lay have remem- leading from the emains of a splen- ;, and the columns by the people in Murray's "Guide "These columns ; their height is circumference at CHRY8ANTHU8 AND DAEJA, 817 eleven. They stand in front of a wall ot poperino, on which the capital of a pilaster is still visible. The frieze is richly ornamented wi^h sculptures representing the arts patronised by Minerva. In the attic abo\e the two columns is a full-length statue of that goddess, and among the figures on the frieze are females \7eaving, others weighing the thread or meiisuring the webs, others again carrying the calathus ; and a sitting veiled figure of Pudicitia " (page 39). Here it is most probable the young girls of the Minerva school were accustomed to meet, to assist each other in the study of the fine arts as represented on the beautiful frieze of the portico, the only existing remnant of the magnificent temple itself. Daria was gay and cheerful, and surrounded by a number of her companions, when the senator Polemius and his aged friend mounted the steps of the portico, and called her aside. Humble and u::assuming m her thoughts, she was thunderstruck when she heard thoy had come to make her the spouse of Chrysanthus. She was not entitled to this position by birth or fortune, and she almost doubted the sincerity of the proposal ; but finding Polemius was really in earnest, for he entreated her with tears in his eyes, she thanked Minerva for her good fortune, and calling a faithful slave who always accompanied her, she hurried away to the house of the senator, without even telling her compa- nions of the strange freak of fortune that was about to raise her from her humble position to be mistress in one of the first families of Rome. Bright were the castles of future bliss she painted before her happy mind, as she tripped gaily along by the side of the aged men. Little she thought of the designs of an all-seeing and loving r- ! 318 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Providence, that was leading her from darkness to light, and was prej>aring for her joys and delights more beauti- ful and lasting than even her vivid fancy could paint. Arrived at the palace of Polemius, they found the bustle and noise of the last few hours had subsided. Crysanthus had his copy of the Holy Scriptures brought to him in the triclinium, and was deeply engaged in study when his father returned. The girls endeavoured to dis- suade Daria from going into the apartment, but she, apparently through confidence in her charms, but more truly led on by a supernatural influence, determined to discharge the commission given to her by his father, to offer herself to him as his bride. They dressed her out in the most gorgeous manner ; jewels and diamonds of priceless worth sparkled on her snowy breast, and her beautiful hair was plaited with flowers and gold ; the rouge of beauty and health on her cheeks required no artificial tint, for nature had given charms no art could imitate; the proud and wealthy Cleopatra, of Eastern fame, would have changed places with Daria. The sena- tor embraced his old friend, and thanked him that he had recommended such a beautiful girl to become his daugh- ter. But Daria was made for heaven ; a few hours will find her an angel. When she entered the triclinium, con- trary to the expectation of all, she was not overcome with sleep ; even Chrysanthus arose, received her kindly, and bade her be seated. He prayed for a moment in his heart, and then drawing near, he addressed her in these words : " Illustrious and beautiful virgin, if it be for the sake of a short-lived union with me, and to induce me, who am inflamed with the love of another, to abandon T8EUM. arkness to light, 'hts more beauti- j could paint. they found the •s had subsided, criptures brought r engaged in study ideavoured to dis- irtment, but she, charms, but more ce, determined to by his father, to jy dressed her out , and diamonds of p^y breast, and her 5rs and gold ; the ;heeks required no larms no art could lopatra, of Eastern Daria. Thesena- :ed him that he had become his daugh- a few hours will |the triclinium, con- was not overcome received her kindly, lor a moment in his Ire&sed her in these [gin, if it be for the and to induce me, lother, to abandon CHRY8ANTHU8 AND DARIA. 81» my resolution, that you have recourse to these costly ornaments and beautiful dresses, you are greatly deceived. Would you not rather seek the love of the Immortal Son of God ? Nor is such a task difl&cult if you wish it ; for if you preserve your body and soul free from stain, then the angels of God will caress you, the Apostles and mar- tyrs will be your friends, Christ Himself will be your spouse, and He who is all-powerful will prepare for you a chamber of unsullied gems in His everlasting kingdom, He will preserve immortal the flower of your youthful beauty, and will inscribe your name for a rich dowry in the book of life." Daria was much moved at these words. The shame of being considered a mere harlot roused the noblest feelings of her heart. The earnestness with which Chrysanthus spoke, and the sublime and mysterious promises of happiness without end, made her fling to the ground the mask of deceit and hypocrisy with which she thought to win his, affections ; her answer was noble and sincere. " Believe me, Chrysanthus ! " said she, excitedly, " it ^as not the allurements of a base passion that brought me before you. I was urged, by the tears of your father, to bring you back to your family and the worship of our gods." " Well, then," said Chrysanthus, " if you have any arguments by which you can induce me to change my resolution, I will patiently listen to you ; let us calmly weigh these things for our mutual advantage." He drew nearer to her, and they commenced a very interesting and philosophical conversation, which we will give in an abbreviated form from the Acts, as in Surius (October 28) THE MARTYRS OF THL COLISEUM, %' ** Nothing/' said Daria, ** can be more useful or neces- sary to man than religion. When we neglect this primary duty of our existence, we' should fear to excite the anger of the gods." " And what worship, most wise virgin," asked Chry- santhus, " should we give to the gods t " "That worship," she answered, "which will induce them to protect us." " How can they protect us, whilst they themselves re- quire the protection of a dog, lest they should be plun- dered by nocturnal thieves, and who have to be fastened to their pedestals by iron nails and lead, to prevent them falling and being broken to pieces ? " " That is very true," replied Daria, " but if the unlet- tered multitude of men could worship without images, there would be no necessity for making them ; now, in- deed, they are made of marble and silver and bronze, that worshippers may see with their own eyes those whom they should love, venerate, and fear." " But let us consider a moment," said Chrysanthus, " what is said of those images, that we may see if they are worthy of our adoration. Certainly, you would not consider that person or thing a god which does not show any external proof of glory or sanctity. What signs of probity has the sword-bearing Saturn, who killed his own children the moment they were born, and devoured them, as his own worshippers have written of him ? What reason have you to praise Jove himself, who has committed crime8,homicides, and adulteries^ equal in num- ber to the days of his life; plotting the ruin of his father; the murderer of his children, the violator of matrons, the husband of his own sister, the usurper of mUM, CHRYSANTHU8 AND DARIA, 321 aseful or neces- 3ct this primary »xcite the anger I," asked Chry- ich will induce y themselves re- should be plun- e to be fastened to prevent them but if the unlet- without images, 5 them ; now, in- Iver and bronze, eyes those whom aid Chrysanthus, may see if they ly, you would not ch does not show What signs of , who killed his ►rn, and devoured written of him ? himself, who has ies, equal in num- the ruin of his the violator of ', the usurper of kingdoms, and the inventor of magical arts % Since writers accuse him of these and similar impieties, not fit to be mentioned, how can you call him, and believe in your heart that he is a god % What more absurd, noble virgin, than to deify kings and generals, because they have been powerful and brave in deeds of war, whilst the very men who worship them saw them die like other mortals % What cause for divinity do you find in Mercury, whom poets and artists love to represent with the heads of pigs and monsters and outstretched wings ; by whose magic arts the hidden treasures of the earth are discerned, and the poison of snakes destroyed, and yet he performs all his wonders by the power of demons, to whom he daily sacrifices a cow or a cock; are not such the fables told of him ? Where is the sanctity of Hercules, who, fatigued in saving others from fire, at length by his own divine inspiration cast himself into the flames, and miser- ably perished with his club and his skin ? In Apollo himself what virtue have you, either in his Dionysian sacrifices, or his intemperance and incontinency ? It re- mains for us now to speak of the royal Juno, the stupid Pallas, and the lascivious Venus." Daria started, for she had never heard her beloved Minerva called stupid before. " Do we not find them," continued Chrysanthus, firmly, "proudly disputing amongst themselves which is the handsomest ? Are not the works of poets and historians full of the wars and miseries brought on the human race on account of the slighted beauty of one of these vain goddesses 1 Since, then, none of these persons are worthy of divine honour, in whom will the human race, borne by the natural impulse of nature to religion, place its confi- u / ,1, ■' 322 THE MARTTR8 OF THE COLISEUM, dence, to worship as its god 9 Not surely in the minor gods, for they are but the slaves of the others. Does it not come to this, then noble virgin, if the greater and more powerful gods are so miserable and so impious, much more so will those be who worship them." It might be thought that the power and eloquence of this address would have immediately overcome all the prejudices and vain confidence that Daria hitherto felt in paganism, but she was gifted with an intelligent and brilliant intellect, and her reply to the invectives of Chrysanthus was not only apt and beautiful, but rendered the debate extremely interesting, and henceforward deeply philosophical. " But you are aware, Chrysanthus, that all these things are but the fictions of the poets, and not worthy of the consideration of serious minds. In the school of our philosophers, where prudent men treat of things as they really are, the gods are not clothed with the vices you mention ; their power and providence are expressed by symbolic names, which have given origin to fancies of poetry. Thus, allegorically, time has been called Saturn ; Jupiter is another term for heat and light, and the vivi- fying power of nature ; Juno is interpreted to mean air ; Venus, fire ; Neptune, the sea ; Geres, the earth ; and 80 on with the rest. Do not these things serve us ? are they not worthy of honour % " " If these things be gods," said Chrysanthus, earnestly, ** why then do you make images of them, and worship the representations of things you have always present % The earth is never absent, fire is always at hand, the air sur- rounds us everywhere and always. How strange you should adore the images of those things, and not the J in the minor ihers. Does it if the greater and so impious, them." ttd eloquence of vercome all the I hitherto felt in intelligent and 16 invectives of ful, but rendered id henceforward at all these things ,ot worthy of the he school of our , of things as they ith the vices you are expressed by [igin to fancies of leen called Saturn ; |ght, and the vivi- •eted to mean air ; s, the earth ; and Ings serve us % a^e [santhus, earnestly, 1, and worship the ^ays present % The hand, the air sur- iHow strange you kings, and not the CHRY8ANTHU8 AND DARIA. 823 things themselves ! What king or ruler would order his people to despise himself, but to honour and adore his statue ) Weigh for a moment the folly of this theory. Those who worship the earth, because of their veneration for its divinity, should endeavour to show in their man- ner respect and honour due to the goddess. Should they tear her to pieces by ploughs and spades, and trample her ignominiously under foot ? There are others who deny she is a goddess at all, and lacerate her sides with ploughs and harrows, and show contempt rather than respect; yet, to which of these does she open her bosom with the abundance of her harvests and delicious fruits ? To him, indeed, who blasphemes and outrages her great divinity. If she were really a goddess, would this be so 1 Thus Ihe fisherman, who goes to sea to catch fish, despising its divinity, prospers better than the fool who stands on the beach to adore Neptune in the roaring billows. So with the other elements. They are directed by the divine providence of one great God, who created them for the benefit) of man. They form but the parts of one great work, and are dependent on one another. The earth brings forth its harvests and its fruits ; but take away the light of the sun, the moistening rains, and the refreshing dews, and it becomes barren and worthless. The sea rolls its mighty tide from shore to shore, and bears on its bo- som the commerce of nations ; it obeys fixed laws, and proclaims the power and glory of its Creator. He, then, who created the sun, the earth, the sea, the air, and ani- mates all nature with the vitality of reproduction, is alone worthy of honour, reverence, and worship. The scholar does not reverence the letters or books of the pre- ceptor, but the preceptor himself. The sick man does not J I' ;■ &m 4t'^^ 3 \\m THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. praise the material drugs that cure him, but the genius and skill of the physician. Thus, noble virgin, since those things which you mention as divine are inanimate and dependent, there must be another power to act on them, and animate them — that power is God ! " Daria was converted. Chrysanthus had scarcely finished his last sublime argument, when she threw her- sel'at his feet, and begged to be instructed in the know- ledge of the true God. While he was speaking, her heart was the battlefield of contending powers ; vanity and self-love had built their ca&ules in ner mind, and a deep seated prejuaice beemed to have closed all the avenues of conviction ; but the Almighty, who influences, but does not force, the free-will, sent to her aid the powerful agents of reason and grace. The eloquence of Chrysanthus, far more skilled in knowledf;e than the yoaig girl who ven- tured to reason with him, and the sweet, invisible promptings of divine grace, made her a willing captive to the gospel of love. Almighty God, having brought these two souls to the knowledge of the truth, destined them to be vessels of election to proclaim His glory, and procure the salvation of many souls. When Daria declared her willingness to become a Christian, Chrysanthus and herself entered into a holy alliance ; they adopted a pious stratagem for their mutual benefit and the salvation of others. It w» s agreed they should pass as m.an and m% before men, vowing their chastity at the same time to God. By this strata- gem, Daria was allowed to go to her own house to pre- pare for baptism, and Chrysanthus was set free by his CHRY8ANTHU8 AND DARIA. father. There were great rejoicings at his supposed return ; and Polemius gave a magnificent entertainment to his friends. Chrysanthus went every day to see Daria, and as soon as she was prepared she was haptized, together with her mother, by the holy Pope Cajus. Im- mediately after her baptism, she received from the hands of the holy father the veil of virginity, after which, the Acts say, " She was a most holy virgin." The fire of their zeal communicated itself to every one that came in contact with them ; through the same means by which they themselves were converted, many others were induced to give iip the follies of paganism and em- brace the Christian faith. Numbers of young people gave up the world and embraced chastity. Chrysanthus instructed the men, and Daria the women. The devil could not suffer this good to continue, and consequently raised a storm which brought them to the crown of mar- tyrdom. There were some wicked young men in the city, who had been casting evil eyes on some of the girls converted by Daria. Maddened by their loss, and instigated by the c^'^vil, they went to the prefect of the city and re- ported that, through the machinations of the persons named Chrysanthus and Daria, their betrothed wives were stolen away from them, and cajoled into the hated sect of Christianity. (Clamant adolescentes se deponsuras sibi mulieres amisisse, &c.) Some women also said the same of Chrysanthus, and the prefect Celerinus ordered them to be seized at once, and if they would not sacrifice to the gods, to be put to the torture. Claudius, a tribune of the soldiers, and a man in great repute on account of his magical skill, was deputed to see these orders exe- ( ' i THB MARTYRS OF THE C0LI8BVM, cuted. It was a happy event for himself and his soldiers, as the sequel of our narrative vrill prove. He handed Chrysanthus to his brutal soldiers, with permission to torment him as they pleased, until he should consent to sacrifice. It would be impossible to describe the innumerable tortures and insults offered to this noble youth, who re- joiced ^.^} imitate our blessed Lord in His sufferings as well as in His patience. They dragged him with vio- lence to a temple of Jupiter ouvsidf the city walls, and here they tried every species of pain and indignity to in- duce him to sacrifice. Amongst other things they pro- cured some thongs of skin and moistened them, then tied them as tight as they could round his arms and legs, hoping that when the wet leather should dry, it would so contract as to cut into the very bones ; but the moment they had wound them round the Saint, and skilfully knotted them, they broke and fell to the ground in pieces. They then led him back to the city and cast him into a most vile prison, and tried to bind him again with a triple cord, which fell from him in like manner. They attributed all this to magic, and one soldier more impious than the rest, threw some filthy water over him, saying, -to the great amusement of his companions : " Now your magical arts will no longer be of any use to you ^ " but, instead of a disagreeable smell, there came a sw jet odour as if they had sprinkled him with rose-w'-l *. He was next put naked into the skin of a calf, and tii, in an open square, to be worried by the dogs and scorched by the burning heat of the sun. But the servant of God suffered no inconvenience from thi? infliction — the dogs cam(> d is'ii , WUM, nd his soldiers, 9. He handed 1 permission to ould consent to he innumerahle > youth, who re- lis sufferings as I him with vio- 3 city walls, and indignity to in- bhings they pro- them, then tied arms and legs, dd dry, it would but the moment it, and skilfully the ground in tnd cast him into lim again with a manner. They ler more impious »ver him, saying, (US : " Now your se to you , " but, le a swjet odour \: \ He was Id tii, in an open scorched by the It of God suffered -the dogs camfc 0HRY8ANTHU8 AND DARIA, near, snuffed the breeze as though some strange scent impregnated the air, and then retired quickly as if they had been beaten. Nor was his skin cracked or browned, but after a day and a night, during which they left him in this state, taking their turn in guard to watch him, he was found more cheerful and more beautiful than be- fore. They wondered exceedingly, and once more led him to prison, and hastened to tell Claudius, their tri- bune, all that had happened. Claudius came in person to witness the wonders ; and, in the pride of his heart, thought he could explain to his ignorant soldiers the process of magic by which miracles were wrought. When he arrived at the prison, they found it illuminated as if a thousand lamps hung from its gloomy walls, and a most beautiful odour came forth like the breezes that pass over a garden in spring. Claudius ordered the Saint to be brought before him ; and, sur- rounded by his rude veterans, he haughtily addressed the servant of God in these words — " By what power do you perform these wonders 1 I have subdued all sorcerers and magician;:*, but I have never come across so much art as yours. As you seem to be an illustrious and wise man, all we will ask of you is, to renounce the wicked assembly of the Christians, who excite sedition and tumult in the Koman people ; sacrifice to the omnipotent gods ; and preserve yourself in the dignity of your birth and fortune." Chrysanthus was praying in his heart for the conver- sion of this well-meaning but ignorant tribune. Assum- ing a tone of independence, and with a gentle reproof, the Saint replied — "If you had but one spark of prudence you would 328 'J'HE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, openly declare what you have partly confessed ; that it is not by magic I do these things, but by the power of the great Gud. You see me in the same manner as you see your own gods ; yet if you confess the truth, you will ac- knowledge they have not even the power of hearing or seeing that we have. You have a spirit within you that animates your body and gives you intelligence. What are these things you call gods but dust and lead 1 " Blasphemy againsl ^he gods of the Empire was severely punished by the old Roman law ; and Claudius, who heard them ridiculed by Ghrysanthus, felt at the moment the truth of what he said. Nevertheless, yielding to the first impulses of his pagan heart, he ordered the Saint to be stripped and flogged. Rods as hard as iron were brought to inflict the severest punishment on him, but the mviment they touched his flesh they became soft as paper. When the tribune saw this miracle he was greatly moved; grace which had been knocking at his heart found admission, and he ordered the Saint to be unbound and clothed again. Every one was silent whilst the sol- diers were dressing Ghrysanthus \ they wondered what the tribune meant by treating him with such lenity, or what species of trial he was preparing to shake the con- stancy of the servant of God. But Glaudius commanded silence and attention, and then solemnly addressed them in these words — " You are aware, brave soldiers, that I understand all charms and magical arts ; this man, I see, does not per- form these wonders through any magical art, but through the assistance of the divine power ; you have seen how the bonds with which we bound him were broken ; he has been exposed to the sun without any inconvenience, CHRY8ANTHUS AND DARIA, 320 and his fetid prison was turned into a chamber of light and perfume, and now the rods of the hardest wood be- come soft as paper when used against him. Wherefore, since in these things there appears sincerity and truth, what remains for us but that we prostrate ourselves at his feet, asking pardon for the iniquities we have com- mitted against him, and beg him to reconcile us to that God whose followers are victorious in every war 1 Just as this man conquers us, so would he overcome all the rulers and emperors in the world." When he spoke thus, Claudius and all his brave soU diers knelt around Chrysanthus, and the noble tribune spoke for his companions in arms, and said aloud : " We know, holy youth, your God is the true God, and we beseech you to tell us something of Him, and reconcile us to Him." Chrysanthus wept for joy. His prayer was short and silent, but powerful ; immediate and abundant was the response. That day he baptized the tribune with his wife and children together, and a whole cohort of soldiers. He passed some days in peace in the house of Claudius, instructing his neophytes, and preparing them for the trial their young faith would soon have to suffer. In the meantime intelligence was brought to Numerian of what had happened. He commanded that Claudius should have a stone tied round his neck, and be cast into the sea, and all the soldiers that would not sacrifice to be beheaded. God infused so much grace into their souls, that they vehemently desired to die for His sake j the two sons of Claudius confessed themselves Christians, and suffered a glorious martyrdom -, so also all the sol- diers bravely exchanged a miserable life in this world, pi m ;.:;(! i;!':, .i 330 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. for an eternal and happy existence in the blissful kingdom of God. There happened to be, in the place where they were executed, an old monument appropriated by the Chris- tians and used for a little church. It was on the Via Maura, and not far from the city. The Christians buried in this monument the bodies of Claudius and his soldiers. Hilaria, who was still alive, came here frequently to pray, and with many tears she besought our Lord to take her with her husband to the enjoyment of His presence. One day, when some pagans were passing, they discovered her praying, and knowing her to be a Christian, they re- solved to seize her and take her before the Emperor. When they came toward her for this purpose, she begged of 'hem to allow her to pray for one moment longer, and then she would go with them wherever they pleased. They consented, and she went into the interior of the monument, and stretching her arms towards heaven, she asked of Almighty God to save her from shame and the terrible trial she would have to suffer for the faith. God heard her prayers. When the pagans had waited a few minutes they became impatient, and going in to 83ize her, they found her on the ground lifeless. Her happy spirit had flown away to realms of bliss. The pagans were frightened and fled. Two of Hilaria's handmaids, who had been near, and were watching unobserved the whole proceedings, respectfully buried their good mistress in the same tomb beside her martyred husband and children. But let us return to the heroes of this sketch. As it was known that Chrysanthus was the cause of the extra- ordinary conversion of the legion of Claudius, direr pun- CHRY8ANTHV8 AND DARIA. 831 ishiiient was reserved for him. He was cast into the Ma mertine prison, whilst they consulted as to what kind of death he should be put. The Acts say this was a most deep, gloomy, and horrible prison j he was naked and bound with massive chains from head to foot. Nevertheless the light, the odour, and the joy that had heretofore brightened all the dungeons that were sancti- fied by his presence, did not abandon him in the Maraer- tine prison. Chrysanthus felt Jiore happiness and more honour in being cast into the prison of SS. Peter and Paul than if they had declared him Emperor. We must now retrace our steps for a moment, and watch the fate of the noble and beautiful Daria. As was ever the case in those days of infamy, the first tor- ment inflicted on the Christian maiden was that suggested by demons of hell — the lupanar. On the morning Daria waa seized, she was brought before the Emperor himself on account of her surpassing beauty. The Acts pass over the interview, but it is evident that the noble contempt with which this pure soul despised the allurements and promises of the Emperor, brought on her his terrible in- dignation, and, in a fit of rage, he ordered her to be ex- posed in the most public lupanar in the city. This was nnder the arches of the Coliseum. Whilst Chrysanthus was performing wonders and baptizing hundreds of souls in one part of the city, Daria was the heroine of the most stupendous miracles under the arches of the amphitheatre. That Power which never abandons the helpless maiden unwillingly cast amongst the impious, knew how to pre- serve Daria. We will record the miracle of her preserva- tion in the precise words of the Acts. " But to Daria aid was given by a lion which had fled I 332 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. i;i :i : il' ,'i Ji from the arena — having entered the chamber where she was exposed and praying, he placing himself in the middle. The citizens, unaware of this, sent unto the virgin a most impious and false young man. But immediately he en- tered, the lioa flew at him, threw him to the ground, and as he trampled on him, looked towards the virgin of Christ that she might order him what he was to do with the youth. Perceiving what he had done, holy Daria said to the lion : * I beseech you, by the Son of God, that you permit him to hear what I have to say.' Then the lion, having left him free, watched at the door lest any one else would come in. " Then Daria said to the youth : * You see the very ferocity of the lion, having heard the name of Christ, worships God ; but you, unhappy young man, gifted with reason, are plunged into so many crimes and impieties ; you boast and glory in those very things you ought to be ashamed of.' But the young man prostrated himself at her feet, and began to cry out : * Let me but depart safe, and I will preach to everybody that the Christ whom you adore is the only true God.' Daria then ordered the lion to let him pass. And when the lion had left the door, he rushed through the streets crying out in a loud voice that Daria was a goddess. " After this, when some daring men came from the arena to seize the lion, he, by divine power, cast every one of them to the ground, and held them at the feet of the holy virgin, not doing them any harm. Daria then said to them : * If you believe in Christ, you may go away in safety ; but if not, let your own gods free you.' But they cried out with one voice : * He that does not believe Christ to be the living and true God, let him not go outi >LI8EUM. CHRYSANTHUa AND DASIA. 333 chamber where she nself in the middle. ,0 the virgin a most immediately he en- to the ground, and the virgin of Christ ras to do with the ne, holy Daria said )n of God, that you by.' Then the lion, oor lest any one else * You see the very be name of Christ, ing man, gifted with imes and impieties ; ings you ought to he rostrated himself at me but depart safe, he Christ whom you hen ordered the lion had left the door, out in a loud voice came from the arena r, cast every one of the feet of the holy Daria then said to ou may go away in )ds free you.' But lat does not believe let him not go out of this place alive 1 ' And when they had said this, they went away crying out : * Believe, O Romans ! there is no God but Christ, whom Daria preaches.* *' Then Celerinus, the prsetor, ordered fire to be applied to the chamber where Daria was exposed. Seeing the fire, the lion was afraid, and showed signs of alarm by roaring. But Daria said to the beast : ' Be not afraid ; you will not perish by fire, nor will you be any more captured nor killed, but you will die a natural death. Cease then to fear, but go away in peace, for He whom you have honoured in me will protect you.* Having bowed his head, the lion went away, and passing through the middle of the city, no one touched him. All those who were saved from his mouth were baptized," (Surius, Oct. 28). When all these things were announced to Numerian, he ordered Pontius, a praetor, to force Chrysanthus and Daria to sacrifice to the gods, or to put them to death by the severest torments. When the prsetor had advised them, and tried in vain to make them sacrifice, he ordered Chrysanthus to be suspended in the armoury. But the instrument was instantly broken to pieces, and the torches were extinguished. Those, on the other hand, who touched Daria were struck with fear, and suffered intense pains. The prsetor, seeing these things, went quickly to the Emperor to tell him ; but he, attributing them to magical arts, and not to divine interference, ordered them to be buried alive in a pit outside of the Salarian gate. His orders were obeyed, and it was the will of Almighty God that IJis servants should thus win their crown and come to Himself. Chrysanthus and Daria were led out of the city followed by a great crowd, gty ,ilii' *- 1 884 THE MARTTHa OF THE COLISEUM, and when put into the large pit they sung a hymn to- gether. They were overwhelmed by the stones and earth which the pagans cast on them, and finding their death and their grave in the same spot, they passed away united in spirit to the eteraal nuptials of the Lamb of God. Soon after their martyrdom, their tomb became the scene of stupendous miracles and innumerable con- versions. The people flocked thither in fearless crowds, 80 that it became publicly spoken of,jand Numerian ordered his soldiers to remove every vestige of the tomb, 80 that the Christians could not assemble there in future. The soldiers came one morning after the celebration of the holy mysteries, and rushing on the congregretion put a great many to death. Among those who thus fell on the tomb of the martyrs was the priest Diodorus, the deacon Marianus, and the clerics, and mauy whose names are not known. The Acts of these great saints conclude with these words : — " We, Varinus and Armenius, brothers, have written these things as they happened, by the orders of the most holy Pope Stephen, and we have sent (these Acts) to every city, that all may know that the holy martyrs, Chrysanthus and Daria, have received the crown of mar- tyrdom in the celestial kingdom from God ; to whom be glory and power, now and for evermore." ,,»., .'.^ . Vi^i! CHAPTER XIX elude with these THE PERSECUTION OP DIOCLETIAN. I HE persecution of Diocletian was by fai the severest and most general of all the persecutious of the Church. A countless number of martyrs was sent to heaven, and the Church commenced, in ths midst of all the cruelties and horrors of this visitation, that glori- ous career of triumph which diffused her influence and carried the blessings of the faith far beyond the limits of the great Roman Empire itself. The opening of the fourth century beheld the battle between herself and the powers of this world ; she triumphed, and holds to this day the power she gained. Before quoting any of the Acts of the glorious martyrs of this reign who suffered in the Coliseum, we will give our readers an outline of this terrible persecution ; how it was brought about, and the happy consequences that followed. We will not tarry over the strange vicissitudes of for- tune that placed such a man as Diocletian at the head of the Roman Empire. He was a slave, and born of a slave, and won his honour as a brave barbarian in the ranks of the army. He was named General by Probus, and on the death of Carinus was declared Csesar by his own troops. His character was a compound of ignorance, . i i1 '^ \[l-\ \ , A ! » 386 TBE MARTYIta OF THE COLISEUM, pride, avarice, and cruelty. SuperstitioD, which is ever the characteristic of weak minds, found its home and tii- umphed in his wicked, cowardly heart. He believed in the oracles, and had implicit faith in all they said. A strange coincidence gave him great reverence for these pagan de- lusions. A Gaulish Druidess told him, whilst he was yet a general, that he would become Emperor when he had slain a boar. He assassinated with his own hand the murderer of Numerian, and was soon after declared Em- peror ; this, he thought, was the fulfilment of the prophecy. It was the oracle of Apollo, as we shall see further on, that made him persecute the Christians. Diocletian had a friend. He was an ignorant, low-born soldier, named Maximian, whom blind fortune had also favoured, and from being his companion in the army, he was raised to be part ruler in the Empire. Ignorant and cruel like Diocletian, he was a meet instrument in the hands of the powers of darkness, who were preparing for a tremendous onslaught on the Church of God. They divided the Empire between them. Diocletian preferred the luxury of the East, and left to Maximian the ill-fated West. Strange to say, in the first years of Diocletian all was sunshine and calm in that part of the Empire which he retained for himself. Eusebius, in his eighth book, gives a glowing description of the prosperity of the Church in those regions. Whilst it is perfectly certain that Diocletian mistrusted and even hated the Christians, he seems to have refrained from molesting them though fear. Their numbers at this time were immense ; public indignation against them had more or less subsided ; the political disturbances of the last four years had turned the pagan D, which is ever Its home and tri- [e believed in the - said. A strange r these pagan de- , whilst he was Smperor when he his own hand the fter declared Em- it of the prophecy. 11 see further on, I. Ignorant, low-born fortune had also n in the army, he je. Ignorant and ustrument in the were preparing for 5h of God. They iocletian preferred dmian the ill-fated )iocletian all was Empire which he [eighth book, gives of the Church in lain that Diocletian fiians, he seems to lough fear. Their mblic indignation [ded; the political turned the pagan THE PERSECUTION OB DIOCLETIAN. 337 mind towards passing events, whilst the ever-watchful and ever-active spirit of faith, taking advantage of the calm, walked abroad in search of souls, and publicly preached the gospel of the Lord. A few months' tranquil- lity was suj0&cient for the prostrate Church to rise from its ruins. The moment there was a lull in the storm of persecution, thousands were seen thronging round the cross, and catechumens and neophytes swelled the ranks of the Christians that were decimated during the struggle. Thus when Diocletian came lu the throne, nearly half of the Empire wore Christians. The (church of the East was particularly flourishing. Led on by the Basils, the Gregorys, and a host of martyred heroes, it had already stiuck its roots too deep in the soil to be blighted by this most terrible persecution the Church ever suffered. "Even in Nicomedia, which bore the central shock of the tempest, she was only concealed when Diocletian and Galerius thought she was annihilated. So flourishing were the Ch^'istians, that even the wife and some of the children of the Emperor had embraced the faith,* and many of the officials of the imperial household openly professed Christianity. " How so much glory and liberty were given to us before this persecution," says Eusebius, " I cannot ex- plain. Perhaps it was the benignity of the Emperor, who even committed to us the care of provinces, re- moving all fear of having to sacrifice to the gods in con- sideration of the esteem in which he held our religion. What use is it to speak of the numbers in the imperial palaces, their wives, their children, and domestics, to * This fact is now doubted through statementa made in the newly discovered work, De Morte Penecutorum. .-,>, - V li W' ffii p'-m W4 If J • * 338 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. whom he gave liberty of openly worshipping God ? Who could describe tb'. innumerable crowd of men who daily flocked to the faith of Christ, the number of churches in every city, and the crowds of illustrious persons who gathered into the sacred edifices of the true God 1 The old churches were no longer sufficient, but new and larger ones were raised from their foundations. Thus our holy faith progressed more and mor'* every day, in spite of the malignity of demon and ' o ^lottingr, of w'cked men, whilst the Lt rd dee; ' worthy of the protection of His right hand." * TV .„,.t words of the great his- torian are ominous, for he is but i -riting his introduction to the most terrible of his oft-told tales of death and persecution. Although Eusebius speaks in the strongest terms of the general peace of the Church, and the apparent partiality of the Emperor, we must not forget that Diocletian was a hypocrite, and acted in those first years of his reign with toleration towards the Christians rather through a low, cowardly policy, than through real favour and indulgence. In certain parts v /en of the provinces reserved to himself, the persecution raged with more or less violence, according to the pleasure of the governors, and in virtue of the unrepealed edicts of Aurelian, still in force against the Christians. In the province of Egea in Licia, and in the first year of his reign (285), we read of the martyrs Claudius, Asterius, Neone, and their com- panions. There are monuments which show that the persecution still raged in other provinces, t All this * Eusebius, Hist. EccL, lib. viii. cap. 1. f Bollandists, August 23. Also in Tillentont, torn. v. cution de TEglise sous Dioclfitien, art. 2. Peraf ISEUM. )ingGod1 Who f men who daily tiber of churches ious persons who true God 1 The at new and larger I. Thus our holy [ay, in spite of the •, of wicked men, the protection of of the great his- 12 his introduction lies of death and strongest terms of and the apparent t not forget that in those first years le Christians rather ;hrough real {avour n of the provinces Lged with more or of the governors, ,s of Aurelian, still le province of Egea lign (285), we read ne, and their com- lich show that the ivinces.t All this THE PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN. 339 must have been known to Diocletian ; he permitted the peisecntion, where he could have so easily prevented it. However, this hypocrisy was a /irtne compared to the bloodthir? cruelty of hli lat^r years. We mu.^ tirn our eyco for a moment 'o Maximian. This wretrV , raised so unexpectedly to the purple, set no bounds tfy his passions. He hatcU the Christians even more tha;i Diocletian. O*^.^ of his first acts was to put to death in Gaul a whole legion of Christian soldiers. They were the best and bravest soldiers in his army, and amounted to more than six thousand.* They were sent specially from the East to assist him in quelling distur- bances of a formidable character. All over the West, the noblest and richest were brought to the axe to satiate the cruelty and avarice of this monster. Nevertheless, the Church was advancing on every side, and Eusebius does not hesitate to call these days a calm. But, alas ! that calm had an evil effect on the Church; the rigidity of the ancient morals became relaxed, and disorders were gradually creeping in. " The quiet liberty," says Eusebius, " granted to us by the Lord, that we might attend more tranquilly to the observance of His precepts, was abused by us. There crept among us the spirit of envy and ill feeling ; an intestine war raged ; the weapons with which we sought to injure each other were our detracting tongues; fraud, falsehood and hypocrisy were usurping the control of the actions of men, and the scourge was already taken into the divine hands. We saw it fall somewhat heavily on those who served in the army, yet we were so callous to every Imont, torn. v. Pers^- * See Buinart, Acta S. Mauri et Sociorum. 840 TJHB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, ' \ '4 warning of the gospel, thab we did not endeavour by timely penance to avert from ourselves the threatened storm, which we saw gathering around us. Like blind and foolish people, who did not imagine that human events are directed and ordained by a superior Providence, for its own wise ends, we continued to tempt God by adding new and deeper crimes to our former guilt. At length, Almighty God, according to the prediction of Jeremias, covered the daughter of Sion with confusion, and cast to the ground the celestial glory of Israel, and in the day of His anger the Lord did not remember the footstool of His feet." * The powers of darkness seemed to have measured every step, and to have advanced cautiously before com- ing down with all their fury t^n the sleeping camp of Israel. Another monster in human shape is sent on earth to have power ; he surpasses either of the reigning Caesars in villany, cruelty, and sin of every kind. This man was Galerius. Diocletian, in whom timidity and fear had become imbe- cility, conceived the idea of dividing the Empire into two more parts. The constant disturbances of the barbarians who threatened on every side, and even some internal re- volts, induced this short-sighted Emperor to adopt this suicidal policy. His idea was to nominate two additional Csesars, who would have full powerto defend and rule their relative districts, witaout bearing the name of Emperor. For this purpose he nominated Constantius Chlorus, a man of noble birth and deserving qualities, and Galerius, the son of a peasant, a soldier of fortune, but a tyrant and a bitter enemy of Christianity. * In the first chap, of eighth book, as quoted above. II, SEUM. THE PER8E0UT10N OF DIOCLETIAN. 841 t endeavour by the threatened us. Like blind ine that human erior Providence, tempt God by Dimer guilt. At be prediction of I with confusion, J of Israel, and in ,ot remember the have measured iously before com- sleeping camp of shape is sent on ler of the reigning pvery kind. This •had become imbe- le Empire into two of the barbarians some internal re- aror to adopt this [ate two additional [fend and rule their [name of Emperor. Itantius Chloru8,a jties, and Galerius, [tune, but a tyrant Lted above. For some years Galerius was occupied in quelling the disturbances on the frontiers of the Empire. Through the prayers oi the Christian soldiers in his army, he gained a complete triumph over the Persians. His pride, of course, was keeping pace with his fortune, and he returned so puffed up with his greatness, that he despised his benefactor, and determined to be Emperor himself. His mother was still alive. She, too, was cruel and super- stitious ; the only education she gave her son was hatred of the Christians. On the return of Galeiiuo from the East, she had scarcely embraced him when she com- menced to revile the Christians, and commanded her son to persecute them. Galerius ruled in the province of Ill3rrium, and here he first drew his sword against the Church. He com- menced with his own household, and then with the army.* The slaves of his impious mother were burnt at the kitchen fires, whilst she herself looked on like a fury, in brutal glee. In the army, the first ofiBcers in power were ordered to put the Christians to death, but finding they v\rere too numerous, and that two-thirds of their number would be destroyed, the order was modified, and only a few of the most remarkable were executed ; at the same time all the others were debarred from any promotion or emolument arising from the service. When we say a few only were martyred, they were few compared to the great number who survived ; nevertheless they may be counted by thousands. In the Acts of St. Andrew, who was * " (Galerius Maximianus) diu ante reliquos imperatores, Christi- anos qui in exercitu militabant ac prsesertim eos qui in palatio suo versabantur, per vim abducere a religione sua conatus est, &9.— EuKb.^ cap. xviii. . M2 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEtTM, m tribune of a legion in the army of Galerius, we read that he was martyred about the year 300, together with three thousand companions.* But prudence restrained the sword of Galerius, and forbade the blow he intended to strike — the hour destined by Providence had not yet arrived, but was coming fast. For four years he had desired the total extermination of the Christians. He knew by experience that they went like lambs to the slaughter ; that they neither mur- mured nor revolted against the unjust sentence. With fiendish malice he conceived the idea of procuring a simul- taneous and universal persecution throughout the entire Empire, to sweep for ever from the face of the earth the hated name of Christian. To effect this, he saw that an edict from Diocletian was necessary. He set out for Nicomedia, where Diocletian was residing, and did not leave till he had effected his purpose. This was in the year 302. Nevertheless, Diocletian trembled at the thought of a wholesale slaughter of the Christians. His natural timidity tortured his mind with pictures of revolts, and insurrections, and civil war which might hurl him from his throne. Notwithstanding the supernatural warnings of his dreaded oracles, the ceaseless entreaties of Galerius and his impious mother, Die )letian feared to take the terrible step, and delayed, while he could, to sign the fatal edict. Galerius, seeing entreaty failed, assumed the haughty tone of defiance, and Diocletian at length consented, if the oracle of Apollo should recommend it. A seer was sent to the oracle, and a bribe from Galerius brought back the answer that the Christians were hostile to the gods. The die was * Bolla/nditttt 19th August. 'SlStfM, U8, we read that ether with three ) restrained th^ he intended to ice had not yet al extermination (rience that they hey neither mur- sentence. With jrocuring a simul- ughout the entire e of the earth the is, he saw that an He set out for ding, and did not thcless, Diocletian e slaughter of the ired his mind with ,d civil war which Notwithstanding laded oracles, the LS impious mother, step, and delayed, Galerius, seeing tone of defiance, [he oracle of Apollo lent to the oracle, (k the answer that ,ds. The die was THJB PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN 848 cast. The month, the day, and the hour were named, when the three demons should be unchained, and the Church of Qod cast into desolation and woe. The Terminal Games, which were celebrated every year with great pomp, were at hand, and the first day of these games, the 23d of February 303, was selected for the commencement of the persecution. Messengers were despatched to the governors of the provinces to be in readiness, to prepare the rack, the furnace, and tbo sword for the servants of Christ. Many of them rejoiced at the prospect of this feast of blood. The extermination of a hated sect was ever welcome, but the hope of boundless wealth from the murdered Christians pouring into their cofifers, and in- creased favour with the august Caesar, produced in their corrupted hearts a zeal r.nd a co-operation in the terrible cause that rendered this persecution not only the most general, but by far the most destructive, that ever passed over the Church- The Christians knew the hour of trial was coming. Persecutions were not inaptly compared to the storms on the deep, and tiie Church was the little bark of Peter that was to brave the raging elements. There were signs in the heavens that told of the approaching struggle ; their future was dark and gloomy, like the horizon when the storm is coming up. The voices of the pastors rang through the churches like the shrill whoop of the seagull breasting the rising surges, and giving its well-known storm-cry. The women and children were sent to the cabins of the Catacombs f r safety, \«rhilst every loose spar was lashed to the bulwarks, anL every sail was reefed. The bishops had gathered their trembling flocks together, and addressed them with a fervour and elo- \' '1 ili i 344 THM MARTYRS OF THE C0LI8BUM. tii^i ;.l! 'fV quence which made them martyrs in desire before the axe ci' the executioner brought them their crown. Whilst brave youths, with hearts of oak, like Sebastian and Pan- cratius, remained in the cities to bear the brunt ot the fight, and to encourage their weaker brethren, tender maidens of noble bloc J, like Agnes and Prisca, buried themselves in the solitude of country villas, and prayed with fluttering hearts, like frightened doves sighing in their cots. The anticipation of evil is often more painful than the stroke itself. Before the terrible edict was promul- gated many churches were abandoned, and che altar and sacrifice were removed to the private room of some obscure Christian, or to the archisoliums of the Catacombs. The timid Marcellinus wat the pilot of the Church during the commencement of the storm — even he lost courage in the fury of the tempest ; he abandoned the helm for a mo- ment, but claimed it again like Peter, and sank at his post. The pious matron Lucina had given her garden and villa outside the Porta Capena for a new cemetery, and as far as the time permitted, the Church in Rome was girded for the struggle. At length the bloody edict is ready. A copy is sent from Nicomedia to Rome and Illyrium. Galerius, the prime mover of the persecution, so longed for the dawn of the dreadful day, that he determined to keep its vigil. The Christians had built a beautiful church on a hill that looked down on the city of Nicomedia. It could be seen from the windows of the palace where the Emperor lived. Scarcely had the morning of the 23d of February dawned when a troop of soldiers was sent to destroy the church. They seized everything that was inside — books, furniture and some vostments — and burned them in the piazza ; I8EUM. desire before the ir crown. Whilst sbastian and Pan- the brunt ot the brethren, tender ,nd Prisca, buried villas, and prayed [ doves sighing in (ften more painful } edict was promul- and che altar and om of some obscure 3 Catacombs. The Church during the lost courage in the the helm for a mo- r, and sank at his 1 given her garden r a new cemetery, Church in Rome A copy is sent um. Galerius, the nged for the dawn id to keep its vigil. lurch on a hill that It could be seen the Emperor lived. February dawned .estroy the church. I— books, furniture im in the piazza ; THE PERSECUTION 01 DIOCLETIAN, 345 then with yells and shouts, they levelled the building to the ground. The Emperor and Csesar were enjoying the scene from a window in the palace, and rewarded the soldiers on their return for their noble and brave conduct. The next morning the parchment scroll that announced a crown of eternal glory for thousands of the chosen children of God was hung on the marble columns of the Forum of Nicomedia. The edict should have been published at the same time throughout the Empire, but through some secret jealousy ox the Senate, it was deferred in Rome until the 15th of the Kalends of May. The haughty Senate still clung to the rights of its original institution, and flattered itself that its nominal power was a reality. Nevertheless, like a dismantled and abandoned tortress, it cast its proud shadow on the plain as in the days of its glury, and im- peded for a while the fall of the uplifted sword. But the demon was not to be robbed of his prey. The Roman mob were accustomed to obey his suggestions, and were willing agents for every insult offered to the true God. It was in one of the paroxysms of brutal excitement that the terrific shout which had so often echoed through the benches of the Coliseum was made to resound thx^ough the Circus Maximus. Infuriated myriads of the dregs oi the people rose as if with a simultaneous impulse, and shouted : " Christiani toUantur ! " " Away with the Christians," was twelve times repeated by a chorus of a hundred thousand blood-thirsty voices. This was followed by cries, ten times repeated, of " Death and extermina- tion to the Christians ! " Wherefore, it was agreed by the Senate that a persecution should be declared against the Christians, and it was decreed accordingly. (See Acts of St. Sabinusin Baronius, under the year 301.) iS_ ' ' ' tf ' "ff' 1 V ■< 'i i I 4 346 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. In Nicomedia, a wealthy Christian gentleman was pass- ing through the Forum on the morning the edict was published. In the excess of his zeal he imprudently tore it to pieces, and scattered it to the wind. He was seized, and was roasted to death at a slow fire before the palace of Diocletian.* Galerius raged with more fury than ever ; revenge and desperation gave a deeper dye to his natural cruelty. The first edict was too lenient for his purpose, and he will have another, written in characters of blood. The author of the " Death of the Persecutors of the Church " tells us how he procured the second *»dict. " By the assistance of some confidents, he set fire to the royal palace. As Sc>on as the conflagration was dis- covered, the agents of the impious Emperor commenced to cry out aloud that the Christians were the cause of the fire, and were the enemies of the sovereign ; so that the flames of infernal hatred against the Christians burned more furiously in the hearts of the Gentiles than the material flames that were devastating the imperial dwell- ing." (De Morte Persecutorum, cap. xiii., also in Baronius, ^.D. 201.) Another and another edict followed the first they were more sweeping and more terrible than any law ever before published. They were directed in a particular mar.ner against ecclesiastics, churches, sacred writings, and virgins. Horrible to relate, one of the enactments of these edicts was, that every young girl that would not sacrifice was to become public property, t But the light- * In the Martyrologies of Ado and Usuardus this man is called John, and is commemorated on the 7th of September. + See Acts of St, Theodora, April; also Tillemout, vol. v. art. 19; also Baronius, Anno 301, Mo. 31 and following. | TUJS PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN. 347 nings of God were ever ready to defend His helpless spouses; and wherever they attempted to put this im- pious law into execution, death and j udgment were the immediate issue. The machinations of the wicked Galerius did not cease here. Seeing the success of his first strata- gem, fifteen days had scarcely passed, when he set fire again to the imperial palace, and throwing the blame on the Christians, made Diocletian believe they were incen- diaries who wished to burn him alive in his own palace. Galerius fled in trepidation, as he said he was not safe whilst there was a Christian in the palace. All these plans had the desired effect on the weak-minded Diocle- tian, and from being a mere instrument in the hands of his colleague, he became the most terrible enemy of the Church, and surpassed, if such were possible, the cruel- ties of the other two. "His fury against the Christians," says Lactantius, " had now reached the highest ; he no longer persecuted a few, but every one and everywhere. He first obliged Valeria, his daughter, and Prisca, his wife, to contami- nate themselves with the Gentile sacrifices. He put to death his favourite eunuchs, who had the direction of the whole court and the immediate service of his own person ; priests and other ministers were seized and slaughtered without any trial, and men and women of every age were subjected to the most cruel torture. The number of the accused being great, they were put to death in crowds. Immense fires were kindled around them, and thus con- sumed them together. The Emperor's domestics were flung into the sea with stones round their necks. In all the temples of the gods, there were placed judges, whose sole business was to make the people sacrifice ; the public fi 1 i! m i\ 1 1 1 i ''' 1 ^^y i f:: i III i. m THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. prisons were full, and every new and unheard-of torture was tried to pervert the Christians or tear them to pieces." (As above, chap, xiv.) . The war of extermination is now fully declared, and the battle is raging over the whole Empire. The province of Gaul was the only spot that escaped its fury. It was at this time under Constantius ■ Chlorus, the father of Constantine the Great. He was just, and unprejudiced against the Christians, and where he could, he prevented wholesale murder and slaughter. Some of the governors under him confiscated the goods of the Christians and occasionally put them to death ; yet Gaul was spared the terrible horrors of thei other portions of the Empire, The descriptions of this hour of trial left us by Lactan- tins, Eusebius, and the immortal Basil,* would fill volumes — ^volumes that would be sacred in the eyes of the Church, for in showing the virulence and universality of the per- secution, they declare the glory and greater triumph of that divine institution which has sur\ ived it, and stands on the rock of ages as indestructible to-day as when the impious Galerius sought to annihilate it. Everything that human and demoniacal malice could suggest was tried for the extermination of the Christians. " It was, moreover, proclaimed," writes a holy martyr quoted by Eusebius in his eighth book, " that no one should have any care or pity for us, but that all persons should so think of and behave themselves towards us as if we were no longer men." The eloquent Basil, in one of his sublime panegyrics on the Christian martyrs, says : • Eusebius and Lactantius were eye-witnep^es ; Basil saw the effbc^^of the persecution, for he flourished in the first half of the fcuxt!. «eiitvjy. I8EUM, nheard-of torture r them to pieces." illy declared, and •e. The province its fury. It was rus, the father of and unprejudiced (uld, he prevented e of the governors le Christians and Gaul was spared ns of the Empire, left us by Lactan- would fill volumes »yes of the Church, ersality of the per- ^reater triumph of ved it, and stands o-day as when the iacal malice could of the Christians, es a holy martyr )k, "that no one ut that all persons Ives towards us as uent Basil, in one lian martyrs, says : |p^es ; Basil saw the the first half of the THE PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN. 349 "The houses of the Christians were wrecked, and laid in ruins ; their goods became the prey of rapine, their bodies of ferocious lictors, who tore them like wild beasts, drag- ging their matrons by their hair along the streets — callous alike to the claims of pity for the aged, or those still in tender years. The innocent were submitted to torments usually reserved only for the vilest criminals. The dun- geons were crowded with the inmates of Christian homes that now lay desolate ; and the trackless deserts and the forest caves were filled with fugitives whose only crime was the worship of Jesus Christ. In these dark times tho son betrayed his father, the sire impeached his own ofifspring, the servant sought his master's property by de- nouncing him, the brother sought a brother's blood — for none of the claims or ties of humanity seemed any longer to be recognised, so completely had all been blinded as if by a demoniac possession. Moreover, the house of prayer was profaned by im" ious hands ; the most holy altars were overturned ; nor was there any offering of the clean oblation, nor of incense ; no place was left for the divine mysteries ; all was profound tribulation, a thifck darkness that shut out all comfort ; the sacerdotal colleges were dispersed ; no synod or council could meet for terror of the slaughter that raged on every side ; but the demons celebrated their orgies and polluted all things by the smoke and gore of their victims." (Orat. in Gordium Mart.) Lactantius says : " The whole earth was afflicted and oppressed ; and three wild beasts of the most brutal char- acter roared from east to west in their rage to devour the Christians. If I had a hundred tongues and a hundred mouths, if my voice were of iron, I could not relate the ' m u> v^i 360 THE MARTYRS OP THE COLISEUM, horrors of the Gentile cruelty, nor the names and quality of torments they used against the Christians " (De Morte Pers., cap. xvi.) To find out the Christians, they had recourse to some malicious but ridiculous stratagems. Besides the court spies, whose name was legion, it was enacted that idols should be erected in all provision shops, so that not even the necessaries of life could be purchased without sacrificing to the demons. Every piazza, every fountain, every bakehouse, and every butcher's stall, had its little statue of some fabulous god, a pan of fire and a box of incense. Those who wished to buy must first burn some incense to the idol, and an officer of the government stood by to insist on the absurd homage intended for the demons. To such excess did they carry the rage for sacrifice, that old men ivho had not left their homes for years were dragged to the public squares to burn incense, and tender infants in their mothers' arms were made to join in this blasphemous mockery of the trut 'rod.* If we were to j-acount the terrible sufferings of the Christians under the new and unheard-of tortures (as Lactantius calls them) invented by the persecutors, we should fill pages of horrible scenes that would send a cold thrill through every vein of our bodies. They would surpass everything the cruellest fancy ever imagined. Fire, water, iron, and th'e brutal strength of incarnate demons lent all their combinations to produce pain, to burn, to tear and destroy ; the highest science was to kill by the slowest tortures. The shame of being stript before brutal mobs was more painful to Christian youths of both sexes than the scourge c f the rack. There was * St. OptatuB MilivituB, lib. i. and iii. '8EUM. mes and quality ans " (De Morte recourse to some esides the court aacted that idols »ps, so that not irchased without h, every fountain, ;all, had its little fire and a box of st first burn some the government 3 intended for the irry the rage for ft their homes for es to burn incense, rms were made to e truL 'rod.* sufferings of the .rd-of tortures (as e persecutors, we would send a cold ies. They would ever imagined. igth of incarnate produce pain, to 1st science was to e of being stript Christian youths rack. There was md iii. THE PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN. 351 as little pity or mercy for the tender girl of eight years as for the old man of eighty. To increase the horrors of these days the mangled bodies of their victims were deprived of burial, and often left for days in the public squares, or thrown into the fields outside the cities, to be devoured by dogs or birds of prey. Orders were issued to have these bodies guarded day and night, L»st the Christians should take them away and honour them. " You might have seen," says Euse- bius, " no small number of men executing this savage and barbarous command ; some of whom, as if tiiis had been a matter of high concern and moment, watched on a tower, that the dead might iict be stolen away. Also the wild beasts, dogs, and birds that prey on flesh, scattered here and there pieces of human bodies ; and the whole city was strewed round about with men's bowels and bones, so that nothing seemed more cruel and horrid, even to those who before had been our ene- mies. All persons bewailed, not so much the calamitous condition of those on whom those cruelties were prac- tised, as the opprobium cast on themselves and mankind in general." No wonder such barbarities should wring tears from the hardest marble, for Eusebius continues to record in the same chapter one of the most extraordinary miracles related in his history of the early Church : — " After these horrible barbarities had been practised for many days together, the following miracle took place. The weather was fair, the atmosphere was clear, and the whole face of heaven most serene and bright ; when on a sudden, from all the columns that supported the public galleries throughout the city, there fell many drops in the form of tears, and the Forum and streets 'k Ifr' i I 85? THB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ■ f- (no moisture having been distilled from the air) were wet and bedewed with water from some unknown source • insomuch that a report was immediately spread amongst all the inhabitants, that the earth, unable to bear the horrid impieties then committed, did, in this inexplicable manner, shed tears, and that the stones and senseless matter wept at what was done, in order to repiove the savage and brutal propensities of man. I make no doubt," continues Eusebius, " but that this will be looked on as a fabulous and ridiculous story by future generations ; but they aid not account it such who had the cert ^nty there- of confirmed to them by the authority of the times in which it happened."* This was a strange phenomenon ; but no matter how it may be accounted for, the very interpretation put on it by the pagans themselves must ever remain to attest the moral triumph achieved by the Christians over the minds and sympathies of their persecutors. It would be impossible to make even an approximate calculation of the numbers that were massacred during this persecution. For ten long years the storm blew over the Empire, and whilst the blood of thousands flowed in a continuous stream from the public scaffolds, a much greater number perished in the deserts, or in the unhealthy caves of the earth. From an ancient catalogue published by Papebrochius, it appears that in one place, during the lapse of thirty days, fifteen thousand were put to death. Eusebius calls them " an innumerable com- pany throughout every province." In Thebaia alone, he himself beheld, during a succession of years, ten, twenty, thirty, and even sixty in a day put to death. "At * De Mart. Palest., cap. ix. BUM. e air) were wet known source; spread amongst t)le to bear the his inexplicable 3 and senseless to repiove the make no doubt," e looked on as a jenerations; but I cert ^nty there- ' of the times in b no matter how pretation put on remain to attest aristians over the ars. 1 an approximate [nassacred during the storm blew )od of thousands public scaffolds, deserts, or in the ancient catalogue that in one place, thousand were innumerable com- 'hebaiB alone, he sars, ten, twenty, death. " At THE PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN. 863 another time, a hundred men, with very little children and women, were killed in one day, being condemned to vari- ous sorts of punishments ; in so much that the execu- tioner's sword became blunt, and being unfit for use, was broken, and the executioners themselves being tired, succeeded one another by turns. At which time also," he continues, ** we beheld a most admirable ardour ot mind, and a truly divine strength and alacrity, in those who believed in Christ, for no sooner was sentence pro- nounced against the first, than others ran hastily from gome other direction to make loud profession of their faith before the judge's tribunal." (Book viii., chap, ix.) He also relates of a city in Phrygia of which the gover- nor, the magistrates, and all the citizens were Christians, how they all declared with evangelical firmness their de- termination to die rather than sacrifice. Fire was set to the entire city, and soldiers were drawn around as in a siege, that no one should escape. Thus the whole popu- lation, men, women, and children, were destroyed, and went together to eternal crowns of glory. Baronius also makes mention (A.D. 301, No. 47) of a whole congrega- tion who were burnt in their church '■i a Christmas morning. Perhaps nothing will give us a better idea of the wide- spread virulence of the persecution than the impression made on the minds of the Emperors that they had com- pletely destroyed Christianity. So utterly impossible did it appear to them that the Christian Church could any longer subsist that, in the security and unhesitating anticipation of the event, pompous inscriptions were set up in various places to commemorate, amongst other ex- ploits of the Emperors, that they had destroyed the super- w '' ' w 'i i':3 1 SM T//iJ MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, M 1; ' !■ ' ' ■ !' ur 1 i ;^ 1: ) ? i ' 1 ■ ■? / ill' Hii 1 stition of Christ. The following are two specimens of the lying inscriptioD8:-r- " DIOOLITIANUS lOVIUS ET MAXIMUNU-» HEROULEUS OMB. AUO. AlfPLIFIOATU PER. ORIBNTBM ET COOIDIMTEli IMP. BOM. ET NOMTNB OHRISTIANORUM DBLETO, QUI REMP. EVER- TEBAKT." * Again tr— *' DIOOLBTIANUS 0JB9. j V,; AUO. OALERIO IN ORIENTB ADOPT* SUPERSTITIONS CHRIST. VBIQUE DELBTA ET OULTU DEORUM PROPAOATO." f We smile when we look at these inscriptions, and then at the Catholic Church as she is at present, with her two hundred millions of subjects. The whole population of the Eoman Empire did not number as many as she can count in her pale to day. A few months after these slabs were attached to the walls of the palace, a Christian sat on the very throne of the Emperor himself. Whilst the sculptor was carving the inscription on what he considered the tombstone of the annihilated sect, Constantino was marshalling his troops beyond the Alps, and had perhaps already read the terrible sign in the heavens that told him he was destined by the Great Eternal to liberate His Church and destroy for ever the power of the pagan ; yea, when those marble slabs were brought from the workshop * ** Diocletian Jupiter and Maximianus Hercules, Cssars, having «ztended the Boman Empire through the East and West, and de* stroyed the name of the Christians, who were ruining the state." rl* "Diocletian, Csesar Augustus, and Galerius adopted in the I'ast, having everywhere swept away the superstition of Christ, and pro- pagated the worshp of the gods." THE PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN. 855 and reflected for the first time the sun of heaven from their polished surfaces, the reigning successor of St Peter was making new divisions of his parishes in Rome, in- creasing them to tha number of twenty-five, in order to meet the religious exigencies of his people, who were multiplying under the sword ! * How strange to reflect that monuments were once erected to commemorate the downfall of Christianity ! It was at that very time on the eve of its triumph, whilst the dynasty that endeavoured to crush it was in the throes of dissolution. Those very monuments are pre- served as curiosities in the museum of the Christian successor of the Csesars ; their reign of terror passed away to give place to the milder sway of the power they thought no more, and now their golden houses, their triumphal arches, and colossal amphitheatres, are but ruins beside the churches that cover the relics of the martyrs whom they slew. Little did Diocletian or Galerius think,, when they read with complacency the monuments that commemorated their wonderful doings, that the time would come, when a Christian traveller, from an unknown island in the Southern Ocean (New Zealand), would read the same slabs in the morning in the Vatican Museum, and in the evening sit on a broken arch of the Coliseum to sketch the ruins of the golden palace ! Yet these interesting inscriptions tell a terrible tale of the fierceness of the persecution. Every vestige of the Church was swept from the face of the earth. It was » ** Hie (Marcellus Papa) fecit csemeterium Via Salaria et vi- genti quinque titulos in urbe eonstituit quasi dioceses propter bap- tismum et poenitentium multorum qui convertebantur ex paganis et sepulturas martyrum."— i^os Lib. Pont, in Vit. Morul. ; and BoroniuH, Anno 309, No. 4. IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) // 1.0 I.I lit MM g2.5 y* 1^ 12.2 IL25 m 1.4 14^ 1.6 Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WBT MAIN STMIT WnSTM.N.Y. M5M (716) •72-4S03 ^ ;V r<\^ <^ ¥!^ 4^ 336 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. Mi pulled down indeed from the high places, and banished from the circles of the rich, but it flourished in the cabins of the poor, who were too despicable to be molested by the haughty pagan. It lived in the Catacombs, whose dark gloomy passages terrified the most zealous of the per- secutors ; and whilst the Emperors and their agents saw no longer any traces of the Church on earth, the Christians were gathered in thousands deep in the bowels of the earth, and celebrated the sacred mysteries in basilicas ornamented with all the beauties of art, and chanted the praises of Crod before marble altars decorated with gold and blazing with light. It could not be otherwise. Almighty God did not intend that his Church should be destroyed. He permitted the visitation in His own all-wise providence ; but had He not kept His hand stretched over it, they would have watched in vain who were set to guard the city. " Nisi Dominus custodieret civitatem, frustra vigi- lat qui custodit eam." (Ps. cxxvi.) But Christianity had triumphed and achieved its own emancipation even before the cross was assumed as the signal of victory by Constantino. Proof sufficient had already been afforded that the Church stood in ne^d of no earthly patronage, and could stand without the smiles, or even the toleration, of the world's rulers. Its most power- ful and deadly enemies were made in the end to bite the dust in deep humiliation, and proclaim to the world by public edicts that they failed to destroy the Church. The edicts of emancipation, issued by the impious Galerius on his death-bed, seemed to be destined by Almighty God as a solemn finale to all the edictaand efforts of three centu- ries to crush and annihilate His Church. They were proclamations to the whole world and to all generations TBB PERSECUTION OF DIOCLETIAN, 367 and banished L in tho cabins )e molested by icombs, wbose louBof tbeper- leir agents saw I, the Christians ^els of the earth, leas ornamented the praises of gold and blazing Almighty God ) destroyed. He wise providence ; led over it, they set to guard the Bitem, frustravigi- achieved its own B assumed as the jof sufficient had ;ood in ne<^d of no LOut the smiles, or Its most power- le end to bite the to the world by the Church. The ipiousGaleriuson Almighty God as >rts of three centu- ^urch. They were to all generations that, in despite of the Empire, with all its terrors and its might, it could not only subsist, but flourish and triumph ; that, in a word, its history, its perennity and supernatu ral mission were epitomised by its great Founder Him- self when He said : '' The gates of hell shall not pre- vail AGAINST IT." We will translate a paragraph of the last edict issued by the tyrant Galerius, as an interesting and touching con- trast with the inscriptions that declared that Christianity was a thing of the past. " Whereby all men may know, that they who desire to follow this sect and religion are allowed by this, our gracious indulgence, to apply themselves to that religion which they have usually followed, in such a manner as is acceptable and pleasing to every one of them. Moreover we do permit them to rebuild their chapels. " That if any houses or estates which formerly belonged to and were in possession of the Christians, and are by the edicts of our parents (Diocletian and Maximian) devolved to the right of the exchequer, or are seized upon by any city, or sold, or have been granted and bestowed upon any one as a token of imperial favour, we have decreed that they be restored to the ancient tenure and possession of the Christians." (Eusebius, book viii,, chap, xvi.) We could not conclude our brief review of this terrible ptrsecution of the Church with a more fitting paragraph than that which declared tho triumph of our faith ; but, as the last scene of a tragedy is the most appalling, we have, in the terrible judgments of God on the persecutors, a fit ending to our tale of horrors, and we claim the in- dulgence of the reader for another moment, whilst we give one from the many proofs of tho veracity of the iiiT 358 THE MABTYHB OF THE COLISEUM, , U' .ih 1:1 spired words : " No one has raised his hand against God and prospered." From the moment that Diocletian had published his first edict, his soul became like the hell the demons ever carry about with them. Excessive fear and desperation made him insupportable to himself, and to eyery one who had the misfortune to be near him. He came to Home and was hooted by the people, and quitted it by a precipi- tous flight in the middle of winter, within a few days of the great games which were to be inaugurated in honour of the ninth year of his consulship. On his journey to Ravenna he contracted a lingering disease, that gave him excruciating pain. His mind was so completely weakened that he became an imbecile, and at times a perfect lunatic. But the climax of his sorrows was his humiliation. He was forced by the tyrant Galerius to resign in disgrace the title of Emperor. He was brought to a large field, about three miles outside the city of Nicomedia, and placed on a magnificent throne, clothed with the purple, and then, before the entire army, and before all the people of the city, he was obliged to divest himself of all the insignia of power, and transfer them to the tyrant, who sat on another throne near him. The old Emperor cried like a child ; at times gnashing his teeth with impotent rage, and hurling blasphemies against the gods he once served so faithfully. He was hooted from the field that was the scene of his degradation, and fled, almost alone, to Salona, in Dalmatia, the scene of his ignoble birth, and died there in obscurity, I'aving mad.* " The other who was next to him in honour," says Eusebius, speaking of Maximian, ** put an end to his own life by hanging himself, agreeably to a certain diabolical * See " De Morte Persecutorum,'* cap. zvii. THE PER8E0UTI0N OF DIOCLETIAN, 859 prediction which promised him that fate on account of his many and most audacious villanies." But as Galerius was the chief instigator of the perse- cution, upon him the judgment fell the heaviest. Lac- tantius* has left a description of the horrors by which he was eaten alive, so hideous as not to bear translation. Suffice it to say, he died the death of Herod, the first per- secutor of Jesus Chiist. " These diseases," says Eusebius, *' did spread incurably, and eat their way into hie inmost bowels, from which were generated an unspeakable multi- tude of worms, and a most noisome stench proceeded therefrom ; for before his disease, the whole mass of flesh upon his body (by reason of the abundance of the food he devoured) was grown to immense fatness, which, be- ing then putrified, became an intolerable and most horrid spectacle to those that approached him. Wherefore, some of the physicians, being unable to endure the exceeding noisomeness of the smell that came from him, were killed. Others of them, when they could administer no remedy (the whole fabric of his body being swelled, and past all hopes of a recovery), by his orders were cruelly slain." (Book viii.) Lactantius says the stench of his rotten carcass was so terrible as to afiect, not only the palace, but the whole city. He was kept in this state for a whole year, until a horrible death rid the world of one of the greatest monsters it had ever seen. It was in the midst of those tortures that he issued the edict in favour of the Christians, imploring that, in return for this boon, they would supplicate their God for his recovery. He died on the 15th of May, a.d. 311, just two weeks after he signed the recantation of his blasphemous warfare against the true God. * Ab above, chap, xx^iii, ■ >i If "I CHAPTER XX. i|>: U:\h> ;\ ACTS OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 1. T the time that Valerian was president) under Diocletian and Maximian, Emperors, the per- secution raged against the Christians in the province of Sicily. There was there, at that time, a holy boy named Vitus, who performed many miracles, and day and night implored the mercy of God, who was pleased to give him this reply — " I will give you, O Vitus, the mercy you seek.** His father, named Hylas, was an illustrious but im- pious man. When he tried in vain to induce his son to sacrifice to the gods, he ordered him to be beaten with whips, and summoning his tutor Modestus, gave him the following command — " See that t'ds boy no longer speaks the words we have heard.'* An angel of the Lord appeared to the little boy, and comforting him, said — " I have been given to you as a guardian ; I will pro- tect you up to the day of your death, and whatsoever you shall ask of the Lord will be given to you." '!--t^ Ithe words we have I the little boy, and ACTS OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 361 But it came to the ears of Valerian the governor, that the blessed Vitus, the son of the most noble Hylas, wor- shipped and adored the Lord Ood Jesus Christ. Then the president called the father of this saintly boy, and said to him : " What is it I hear of thy son 1 He wor- ships the God of the Christians 1 If you wish him to be safe you must endeavour to make him remove this folly." 2. Having heard this from the president, Hylas then called his son, and said : " Most sweet son, listen to the advice of your father, and give up the folly of your wor- ship. How you have been brought to adore e dead man, I cannot tell. If the Prince come to hear it, he will turn on you with all the fury of his power ; he will be your ruin and my grief." The blessed Vitus replied: "Father, didst thou but know this God whom thou callest a dead man, thou too wouldst adore him. He is the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world." "But, Vitus," said the father, "I know that Christ, whom you call God, was flogged by the Jews, and cruci- fied by Pilate." " He was ; but this is a great and wonderful mystery,'* replied the youth. 3. Hylas was a pagan and could not understand all the child said, yet, with the natural affection of a parent, he feared more the consequences involved in the profession of Christianity, than the slight offered to the gods of the Empire. Whilst he was reflecting how he would induce his son to give up his faith. Almighty God was working wonders through Vitus. The sick through his prayers were cured, the blind received their sight, and the devils whom he cast out were forced to publicly declare the w THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, m. ■ I 'it; merits of the saintly youth. The governor Valerian heard of what was passing, and ordered Vitus to be brought before him. When he came, Valerian said : " Why do you not sacrifice to the immortal gods 1 Do you not know the.t our princes have ordered that any one found worshippiiig the man called Christ should be put to death 1" But Vitus, filled with the Holy Ghost, and showing no signs of fear — a thing unusual in that tender ago — made the sign of the cross, and said : " I shall never consent to worship demons, or stones, or pieces of wood ; I will only serve the living God, who will always protect me." Then his father commenced to weep, and cried out in the court : " Oh ! come and weep with me, for my only son is going to perish." But Vitus addressed him, sajring : ** I shall not, if I can enter into eternal life." Valerian then said : " As thou art of noble birth, and I have heretofore enjoyed the friendship of thy father, I shall not execute the whole sentence against thee as a sacrilegious wretch j but as thou art an obstinate boy, I must have thee corrected ; lictors, give him a few strokes with your rods." ^ 4. After they had beaten him some time, the president said : " Do you consent now 1 " The boy replied : " I told you before, I will only wor- ship Jesus Christ, the true God." Then the president ordered the lictors to take out the heavier rods, and beat him severely, but the moment they approached him the second time, their arms were withered (Et brachia eorum arefacta sunt). Valerian's arm suf- fered in like manner, and he qried out with a loud voice ; ! ( [ shall not, if I can ime, the president 5, 1 will only wor- ACT8 OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 363 " Alas ! I have lost my arm, and feel great pain. Hylas, it is not a son you have, but a devil of a magician." " I am not a magician," said Vitus, " but the servant of the Lord, through whom I can do all things." " Then cure me," said Valerian, " and I will not call thee a magician." The Blessed Vitus, raising his eyes towards heaven, said : " O Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the omnipotent and true God, for the sake of those who stand around, I beseech Thee to cure the president's arm, in order that they may believe in Thee." And immediately his arm was cured.* 5. Then Valerian handed the boy to his father, and told him to take him home, and do his best to make him sacrifice. Hylas did so, and endeavoured to change his son by kindness and blandishments : he clothed him in most beautiful garments, and by continual feasting and lewd dances tried to lead him astray, but the holy youth closed his eyes and ears against all seduction, and prayed to God for strength. 6. Then it came to pass that his father led him into a beautiful room, which was instantly filled with a heavenly light, and there appeared a number of angels singing round the holy youth. All the family and domestics gathered near the door. The light was so strong that no one could look at it, and Hylas was struck blind, f When the music had ceased, and the brilliant light disappeared, they found he had lost his sight; he groaned in great pain, and all the maids and attendants were in tears. * Et statim manum ejus sanum reddidit.— ilcf«. f Pater ipse splendore reverberante in oculos ejus csecatus est.— Act$, 364 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ?■■■ ^ :i !';?! They laid him on a conch, and surrounded him, weeping and mourning. Valerian, who was his friend, was sent for, and when he came, he inquired what was the matter, and they told him that Hylas had been struck blind. The governor made them bring him to the altar of Jupl. ter, and there Hylas promised to sacrifice innumerable victims of fatted oxen with gilt horns, if he should be restored to his sight. He promised, too, to dedicate vir- gins to the goddess Vesta, but his eyes remained closed, and he suffered intense pain. 7. They then led him to his son, and begged on bended knees that he would cure him. Vitus asked him if he would give up the worship of demons, and believe in the true God. Hylas answered in the affirmative, but the holy youth, seeing his thoughts, said : " I understand your reply ; your heart is hardened ; but for the sake of those present, although you are not worthy of it, I will cure you." The blessed Vitus prayed, the scales fell from his father's eyes, and he saw.* Then the father said in a rage : ^' I thank my gods for having cured me, and rot your God." From that moment he thought to kill his son. 8. The angel of the Lord appeared to Modestus, the tutor of the blessed Vitus, a religious and holy man, and told him to take the boy to the sea-shore ; he would find a ship waiting, and proceed instantly where he would point out. But he said : " I know noi* the way. Whither shall I gol" The angel replied : " I will show you." The blessed Vitus was then about seven years of age (Erat autem Bt VitiJis ciiciter annorum septem). it ACTS OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS, 866 lore ; he would find ly where he would Whither shall I The angel led them to the sea-shore, where the Lord bad prepared a small ship, and assuming the appearance of a pilot, the angel said : " Where are you hurrying to, good people 1 " Vitus answered : " Wherever the Loi-d takes us, we will follow promptly and cheerfully." Then the angel said : " Where is your passage money 1" To which Vitus replied : " He whom we serve will pay you." They got into the ship, and the angel took the helm, and they came to a place called Electorius, and as soon as they landed the angel disappeared. But they went into the country and reached the river Siler, and rested under a tree. The Lord performed many miracles through the blessed Vitus. Food was given them by a celestial eagle. And a multitude of people gathered round him on account of the fame of his miracles. The devils cried out through many : " What hast thou to do with us 1 thou hast come before the time to destroy us." Vitus spent his time in teaching the people, and baptized a great number. His constant) prayer was : " I have believed, therefore have I spoken ; but I have been humbled ex- ceedingly." (Ps. cxv.) And: "As the hart panteth after the fountains of waters, so my soul panteth after Thee, O God." (Ps. xlii.) 9. In the meantime, the son of Diocletian* the Emperor was tormented by an impure spirit, and the devil cried out by his mouth, saying : " Unless Vitus the Lucanian come here, I will not leave thee." The Emperor said : ** And where can I find this man 1 " * An adopted son— or favourite of the Palace —Diocletian had no natural offspring. ! I 1 1 866 THE MARTYRS OF TUB COLISEUM, 1 1 "' o . -!l !. I The demo n replied :« He is in the Tanagritan territory, near the river Silor." Then Diocletian sent armed soldiers, that they might quickly bring the youth designated by the demon. When they arrived at the place, they found the chain* pion of Christ praying to the Lord ; and the leader of the soldiers said : ** Are you Vitus ? " He answered : " I am." Then he said : " The Emperor needs you." To which Vitus said : '' I am such a worthless little be* ing ; how can he want me 1 " They answered : ** His son is tormented by a devil, and so asked to have you brought to him." Blessed Vitus said : ** Let us go, then in the name of the Lord." When he came to Rome, his arrival was announced to the Emperor, who ordered him immediately to be brought before him. The countenance of blessed Vitus was ex- tremely handsome, and shining like fire ; his eyes were like the rays of the sun, for they were filled with the grace of God. Then Diocletian said : " Are you Vitus 1" But he was silent. Then CsBsar commenced to interrogate Modestus, but he, being old and of a simple nature, did not know how to give a suitable reply ; and the Emperor ridiculed him. Wherefore blessed Vitus said : " Why do you question the old man as if he were still young 1 Ought you not rather to respect his grey hairs Y " Then Diocletian, enraged, said : ** How have you such presumption that you dare speak so angrily in the face of our authority ? " Vitus replied : ** We are not angry, who have received ACTS 0» ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 867 ited by a devil, and ten in the name of who have received the spirit of simplicity, through the bounty of Ohrist. We should rather imitate the meekness of the dove. Our Master, who taught us, is of His own nature good : He is great indeed in power, but modest in simplicity. Wherefore, those who wish to be His disciples must be meek and humble of heart, and not passionate or bois- terous." 10. Then the demon, by the mouth of the tortured son of Diocletian, cried out horribly, saying : " O Vitus I why do you cruelly torture me before the time 1 " To which Vitus replied nothing ;,but the Emperor said : " Vitus, can you cure my son 1 '* The blessed Vitus replied : " Health, indeed, it is possi- ble for him to regain, which I cannot give him ; but by me Christ, whose servant I am, can, if He wishes, liberate him most easily from this impious enemy." And after Diocletian had besought him, he approached the possessed, and laying his hands on his head, said : " Impure spirit I depart from this creature of God, in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ." And immediately the devil left him, and killed a great many infidels.* Then Diocletian, seeing his son cured, and many of the infidels who were mocking at St. Vitus killed, and en- raptured with the beauty of the boy, advised him blandly and kindly, saying : " Dearest Vitus, if you will only con- sent to sacrifice to our gods, I will give you the best part of my kingdom ; I will load you with immense riches of gold and silver, and precious garments, and every kind of costly furniture, and I will esteem you as my dearest and most intimate friend." *Et statim recessit ab eo daemon et ocoidit plurimos infidelimn.— AcU. \ f i 368 THB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM* Vitus replied : ** I have no need of thy kingdom, nor of thy garments, nor of thy riches ; I have my Lord God, who will clothe me with the stole of immortality, which no darkness can obscure, if I persevere in serving Him faithfully." Diocletian then said : ** Do not act in this way, Vitus, but think rather of thy life, and sacrifice to the gods, lest thou perish by divers torments." To which Vitus replied : " I esteem inestimably those torments with which you threaten me ; by them I can gain the palm which the Lord has deigned to promise to His elect." 11. Then Diocletian ordered his ministers to cast the blessed Vitus, together with Modestus, into a most vile prison ; and when they were cast into prison, he ordered each of them to be loaded with eighty pounds of iron, and the prison to be sealed with his own ring, so that no one co\:dd enter to give them even a drop of water. But when they were shut up, immediately a great light lit up the prison, so that the terrified guards looked on with wonder. The blessed Vitus cried out with a loud voice, saying : '' Thou hast inclined to our aid, O Lord ; hasten and free us from this punishment, as Thou didst free the three children in the burning furnace, and Susanna from the iniquity of false witnesses."^ At these words of the saint, an earthquake shook the prison, a wonderful light radiated through it, and a deli- cious odour was spread through the enclosure. Our blessed Lord appeared to them, saying : " Arise, Vitus ; be com- forted and strong ; behold, I am with you all days." And then the vision left them. The iron that bound and weighed them down was melted like wax ; there were ACTS OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 369 WUM. dngdom, nor of my Lord God, aortality, which in serving Him this way, Vitus, to the gods, lest iiestimably those ; by them I can Led to promise to isters to cast the into a most vile ►rison, he ordered mnds of iron, and ig, so that no one of water. But great light lit up looked on with ith a loud voice, O Lord ; hasten lou didst free the id Susanna from iquake shook the [gh it, and a deli- We. Our blessed "Vitus ; be com- [u all days." iron that bound Iwax ; there were the voices of a multitude of angels, singing with them in the prison, and saying : " Blessed be the Lord God of Israel, for He hath visited and wrought the redemption of His people. " The gaolers, hearing those things, were almost paralysed with fear, and ran to the Emperor's palace, crying out in a loud voice : " O most pious Emperor, help us ; the whole city is perishing, and the people are destroyed." Hearing these sounds, the Emperor was in consterna- tion, and said to the gaolers : "What is this great misfor- tune you so unreasonably publish 1 ", They answered : " Vitus, whom you ordered us to bind in prison, has been surrounded by a dazzling light ; an ineffable odour fills the cell ; and there is a Man with them (Vitus and Modestus) whose countenance no man dare look on j He spoke with them, and a multitude of young men dressed in white sang aloud most joyful praises." 12. Then Diocletian, filled with anger, ordered the amphitheatre to be prepared, saying : " I will deliver them to the wild beasts, and I will see if their Christ can deliver them out of my hands." And when they had entered the amphitheatre, blessed Vitus warned his aged tutor not to be afraid, saying : " Be brave, father, and fear not the sword of the devil, for now our crown is coming." There was at this exhibition more than five thousand men, without counting women and children, of whom there was a countless number. When they stood before Diocletian, he said : ** Vitus, where do you see yourself?" But Vitus, raising his eyes to heaven, replied nothing X «?• 370 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. \i\\ ill. Diocletian, repeating the question, said . " Where do you see yourself, Vitus ? " Vitus then replied : " I see myself in the amphitheatre • however, do what you are going to do." " Think of your life," said Diocletian, " and sacrifice to the great gods." Vitus said : " Never may it be well with thee, Satan, thou rapacious wolf, thou deceiver of souls ! How great is thy aiidacity to persuade me to do these things, after seeing so many wonders ! But I possess Christ, to whom up to this time I have sacrificed every thought of my soul, and to whom I now sacrifice all that remains of me.'' 13. Then unable to contain himself with rage, the Em- peror ordered his ministers to prepare the cauldron with lead and pitch. The lictors did as they were ordered, and the blessed champion of Christ was put into it. Whil'it they were putting him in, the Emperor said : " Now I will see if thy God can free thee from my hands." But Vitus was making the sign of the life-giving cross while they were casting him into the oven. The furnace glowed like the sea j and immediately an angel appeared, who extinguished the heat, whilst blessed Vitus stood in the middle singing a hymn to the Lord, saying : '' Thou who hast freed the children of Israel iiom the land of Egypt, and from a tyrannical yoke and an iron furnace, through Thy servant Moses, give us mercy, on account of the glory of Thy holy name." And calling on the Emperor, he said aloud : '' I thank thee, Diocletian, and thy ministers, for preparing such a pleasant bath and towels for me." The whole people burst into exclamations, eaying : ACTS OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 371 lie amphitbeatre ; ^' and sacrifice to lamations, saying: " Such wonders we have never seen ! Verily the God of this infant is true and great ! " * Vitus came out of the oven without a stain on his body, but his flesh shone like the snow. Eeturning thanks to God he said : " Thou hast proved me, Lord, like gold ; Thou hast tried me with fire, and no iniquity has been found in me." Chiding the Emperor, he boldly said : " Blush, thou devil, with Satan thy father, seeing what vfonders the Lord works in His servants." 14. The Emperor, bursting more and more with rage, ordered a lion to be brought in, whose roaring even the men could scarcely bear. When he was let loose, the Emperor said : " Do you think your magical arts will prevail this time ] " " Stupid and foolish man 1 " cried out Vitus, ** Do you not see that Christ the Lord is with me % At His words the angels will deliver me from every pain and from thy hands." And when the lion came towards him he made over him the sign of the cross, and he fell at his feet, and licked them (plantas ' ejus lingebat). Then the blessed Vitus said to Diocletian : " Behold, impious man, the very animals give honour to God, and you do not recognise your Creator ; even if you now believe in Him, I will promise you salvation." Diocletian said '■ " Thou mayest believe in Him and all thy kind." Vitus, smiling, said : " Thou hast said well ; for I and all that are like me, that are born of God by faith, in whom I have been regenerated, desire a perpetual crown in heaven." * Tanquain mirabilia nunquam vidimus ; vere enim verus et maguus est Deus infantis hujiis ! 372 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, \ « m n. i* In that hour about a thousand persons believed in Christ. Diocletian said : " Seeing your doings, many ot the people are beginning to believe in those arts by which you overcome fire and the wild beasts." Vitus replied : " Fire and beasts are not ruled by arts ; but because they are creatures they give honour to their Creator, my Lord Jesus Christ. But you should be the more confounded j because, although a rational creature, you are worse than insensible things and irrational brutes." 15. Then Diocletian ordered his attendants to have Vitus, and Modestus his tutor, and Crescentia his nurse, who, on account of his preaching, believed in Christ, ex- tended on the rack. Then Vitus said : '' Ridiculous and cowardly you show yourself to be when you command a woman to be tortured.'* But the saints of God were stretched on the rack, so that their bones were dislocated and their bowels appeared. In this torment the blessed Vitus cried out : " Lord God, save us in Thy name, and in Thy power deliver us ! " Immediately there was a great earthquake and terrible lightnings ; the temples of the idols fell, and a great many people were killed. The Emperor also fled away terrified ; and striking his forehead with his hand, cried out in a loud voice : " Woe is me ! I have been shamefully con- quered by a mere child ! " * An angel descended from heaven and lifted their bodies from the rack, and immediately they found themselves transported once more near to the river Siler, and repos- ing under a tree. Vitus invoked the Lord once more, and f-8 Vee mihi, quia :j, tantillo infantulo turpiter Buperatus sum \—Acls. LiperatuB 6um 1 — Acts. ACTS OF ST. VITUS AND COMPANIONS. 373 said : '* Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the living God, complete the desire of those who wish to glorify Thy name by sufferings of martyrdom ! preserve them, O Lord by Thy grace from the dangers of this world, and bring them to the glory of Thy magnificence.'* And when he had finished his prayer, there came a voice from heaven which said to him : "Vitus, thy petition has been granted." And immediately their holy spirits left their sacred bodies in the appearance of snow-white doves, and accompanied by angels singing in joy, they flew towards the distant heavens. 16. For three days a celestial eagle guarded their remains. On the third day, Florentia, a noble lady, was driving by in her chariot on the banks of the river, when suddenly the horse became restive and caused her to tall in the centre of the stream. She was commencing to sink when St. Vitus appeared to her walking on the water. Florentia cried out, witih a loud yoice : " Save me if you be an angel of God ! " To which the blessed Vitus replied : ** I am Vitus, sent by the Lord, who is the Author and Preserver of human life, to save thee, in order that thou mayest bury our bodies ; and whatsoever thou askest, in the name of the Saviour, by our prayers thou wilt obtain." Florentia, being saved from the torrent, collected the bodies of the saints, and embalmed them with spices, and buried them in the same place in which they died, called Morianus. St. Vitus, together with Modestus and Crescentia, suf- fered on the 17th Kalends of July, our Lord Jesus Christ reigning : to whom is all honour, glory, power, and majesty, through all ages. Amen. 1 ♦ • CHAPTER XXI. META SUDAN'S. EAR the Coliseum, a stone's throw from the Arch of Constantine, there stands a dilapidated ruin, which has given origin to some discussion amongst antiquarians. Its large circular base and ruined conical fragment of masonry with tube for water, leave little doubt that it was at one time a foun- tain. As the lovers of antiquity are privileged to make any amount of absurd conjectures, this ruin has passed in their imagination to castles and towers of grandeur far surpassing its past or present pretensions. But time has played with the works of man, and turning gigantic buildings upside down, has left their massive remnants as puzzles for the solution of generations who tread on the dust of fallen nations. Notwithstanding the variety of opinions as to its real destination, antiquarians are pretty fairly agreed on the name it bears, as the Meta Sudans.* *Metam Sudantem ante arcum Constantini et Amphitheatrum con- stituunt fontem eorum qui lodos frequentabant extinguendse siti per- commodum eminente Jovis simulacro quam in numines expressam babemus. Extat hodieque semirutu absquesi mulacro et fonte juxta Coliseum vulgo dictum uti earn Romanorum ruinarum iconcs reprse- sentant. — Donatus, lib. 3, Eomce Veteris. META SUDANa. 376 When the gladiator had struggled for life with the king of the forest, or felled a more formidable opponent in a fellow-prisoner, he was permitted the luxury of a bath, to revive his exhausted frame in this fountain of cool and crystal water. Its ruddy and crimson dye soon told the share it took in the bloody games of the Amphi- theatre, for hither the panting victor hastened to cleanse his own wounds, or remove the stains of his victim's blood. Some will have it flowed with oil, but we have no further evidence for this beyond the custom mentioned by some ancient writers, that the gladiators rubbed their skins with oil before entering the arena. This strange nondescript ruin has, however, besides its name, another circumstance of hallowed reminiscence handed down to us in the records of sacred history. It was at one time the shrine of a martyr's relics ; it is mentioned in connec- tion with the martyr Bestitutus, a noble Boman youth, who forms the subject of this sketch. The readers who have been to the Eternal City will find in these touching records, allusions to places well-known in rambles through the Forum. They carry us in thought to the scene of the greatest events of the past, through monuments whose name and history have been partly spared in the whirlwind of ruin and desolation that has swept over this city of magnificence. Few of the monuments of the Forum have a certain history. It is painful to the student of archaeology to find the discrepancy between authors about each column, each fragment of wall — each foundation cleared from the Mhris of past centuries. More than once the lesson of human vanity has been given to us, together with an out- rage to our feelings in our musings over the old Forum. 376 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. 1 i>J 1 1 i: ill '• \'X No sooner had we roused our thoughts to a pitch of ven- eration, suitable for the study of the mighty temple of Jupiter that shone with burnished gold, or the majestic temple of Concord, that shook under the eloquence of the immortal Cicero, when some other writer or some more recent discovery broke in on our reverie, and bid us transfer our adoration to some other broken fragment of masonry or solitary column that adorns this wilderness of ruin. The great Cardinal Wiseman has jocosely given us his experience of the antiquarian discrepancies that hang around the old Forum ; his words have more truth to day than when he penned them perhaps forty years ago. " The revolutions that used to take place in the old Forum," he writes in his Essays and Reviews, "are nothing compared to those that are now daily witnessed in it. In ancient times the senators or tribunes might change sides ; but certainly not the temples ; one candidate might jostle another out of his place, but one large building could hardly be so unneighbourly to its fellow of brick and mortar ; one faction might drive the other back and even out of the sacred precincts ; but it would have been unu- sual, we fancy, for one portico to send another with all its columns, rank and file, a-packing from the station it occupied for some centuries : some patriot might put to open shame a turbulent demagogue, but we imagine the ancients never saw the front of one building outface another till this one turned its back upon its rival. Yet all such wonderful evolutions have we beheld among the buildings of the Roman Forum — not unaptly compared by the late Sir W. Gell, to a country dance, in which temples change sides, monuments, cross-hands, and columns lead down the middle. We cannot imagine a more dangerous ex- MET A SVDANB. ^11 posure of parental authority to contempt, than would occur should any gentleman who had visited Rome only twenty years ago, rummage out his journal and the notes he made after the most approved guide books of the day, and proceed in person to show his boys the lions of ancient Rome. Why the young sparks (we speak from experi- ence) would laugh at the old gentleman's beard upon hearing his antiquated antiquarianism. He naturally takes them to the Church of Aracceli oi the Capitol, and tells them with great feeling that this is the site of Jupiter Capitolinus, and tries to work up their minds to a suitable pitch of enthusiasm. But the rogues have found out in their guide books that since their papa was last in Rome the said temple has quietly walked across the area on the top of the hill, and placed itself on its other extremity, where, by a lucky coincidence, the Archaeological Institute has established itself. He descends into the Forum and points out three columns of beautiful form composing an angle of a portico at the foot of the Capitol. These, everybody has known from time immemorial as part ot the Temple of Jupiter Tonans. But there everybody has been wrong ; for now they are considered as part of the temple of Saturn. Eight other columns stand beside these, which twenty years ago you would have taken any wager belonged to the Temple of Concord, celebrated as the theatre of Cicero's indignant eloquence. But alas, within the last twenty years, the edifice has passed through many transmutations, having been changed first by Nibby into the Temple of Fortune, then by Fea into that of Juno Moneta, later by Piale into that of Vespa- sian, since by Canina into that of Saturn, and lastly by Bunsen back again to that of Vespasian, which for the 378 THE MARTYRS Of THE COLISEUM, .i'l present it remains. The hero of a Christmas pantomime could not have endured more changes." Yet the Capitol, the triumphal arch of Severus, the Coliseum and Meia Sudans are like fixed stars amid this everchanging mass of ruins. Seventeen hundred years ago they bore the same names as they do now, although one of the great old Romans raised from the dust in which he has slept for centuries would scarely recognise, in the remnants that stand, the majestic structures that were familiar to his eyes in the days of their magnificence. If ear these monuments many a brave Christian found his crown. Amongst them was the martyr who is connected in history with the Meta Sudans. " We have found this man powerful and eloquent in speech, teaching the people that the worship of our gods is vain, saying they have but an imaginary existence ; he belongs to some strange sect they call Christian." Thus spoke some rude soldiers as they presented to the Prefect of the city a young noble citizen, with his hands bound behind his back. " Who are you or whence do you come 'i " asked the Prefect, Hermogenes, with a menacing frown. '' I am a Roman citizen of noble birth ; if you wish my carnal name, I am called Restitutus, but in the pro- fession of my faith I am a Christian." " Have you not heard the orders of the Prince 1 " '^What have they commanded T' asked Restitutus mildly. " That all who will not sacrifice to the omnipotent gods should be punished by various and terrible torments," said the Prefect, becoming excited, and watching the noble youth impatiently, in the hopes he had already ter- rified him into submission. MSTA SUDANS, m " I know the commands of my Emperor," boldly re- plied the Christian, " whoever will deny Him will perish in eternal torments." " Cease to speak thus," cried the President, ** but come hiiher and sacrifice to the revered deities, that are the guardians of the Empire, and you will be a friend of Cesar ; otherwise, you shall feel the weight of our indignation, and shall be tortured with fire." "I am prepared," Restitutus mildly but bravely re- plied, ** to offer myself in sacrifice to my Lord Jesus Christ." With this conversation the Acts introduce the brief but touching history of one of those noble youths cut down like beautiful flowers in the terrible storm that blew over the garden of the Church — flowers that still give fragrance in the sanctity of their names, and the hallowed memories with which they are shrouded in the pages of sacred his- tory. Like many other of the victims of those cruel days, we have no interesting particulars of his youth. Doubt- less the constancy and the miracles that invariably sanc- tioned the teachings of the martyrs had struck and con- verted the generous heart of our young hero ; he may have seen the animals play around the servants of Christ in the Amphitheatre ; he was present, perhaps, when the silent prayer of some youth like himself threw the idol from its pedestal, and dashed it to the earth in a thousand pieces ; or, perhaps, was one of the many who gathered through curiosity around the accursed stone, but for whom the last dying prayer of some martyr going to his crown, opened the clouds of heaven, and drew down the grace and gift of faith. He was a nobleman of wealth and position, who abandoned the treacherous path of worldly honours 380 THE MARTYRS Of THE COLISEUM. to follow in the humble path of the followers of the cru- cified God. Brave, the youth that would rush through the devouring flames of a conflagration to save a victim; that would plunge into the stormy sea to save a drown- ing fellow-creature; brave, the youth who yearns for the front of the battle, and rushes fearlessly into the thickest of the fight } but braver far the young man who renounces the fascination of wealth, the smiles of fortune, and the gilded picture that fancy paints for the fervid youthful imagination. Such was the conduct of Kesti tutus. The intrepid reply of the martyr roused the tyranny of the Prefect, and he ordered his mouth to be beaten with stones ; but he did not feel any pain, God by a miracle had deadened the sense of feeling. " What do you expect to gain by this obstinacy 1" asked the President. " For the love and fear of my Lord Jesus Christ, I have despised the Court (militiam intra palatium), and now I wish only to serve in an everlasting warfare a celestial King." "But," rejoined the President, "in consideration of your youth and beauty, approach and sacrifice to the gods, that you may receive the reward of great dignity and power." Restitutus replied : " In serving the true God of Heaven I have not lost nor demeaned my dignity; the dig- laities, the honours of earth, fade like the things of earth — A9 are gone the flowers of summer and the snows of winter, so have passed the glory and worldly dignity of our ancestors — but that profession which takes its nobi- lity from an eternal source is like it in its eternal dura tion." \'i it ME'IA SUDANS, is obstinacy 1" Truly the martyr spoke w ith a sublime appreciation of the eternal character of the Christian's warfare. The Prefect who made him suffer for his faith has long since passed into oblivion, notwithstanding the wealth and power that shone around him in the giddy hour of his reign. He is not now known except in the infamy of his cruelty, which is recorded by sacred writers in handing to posterity and eternal fame the noble youth who had despised even the splendours of the Pagan Court, and wisely chosen the eternal dignity of the Christian war- fare. He is stript of his clothes. The biting lash twines in serpentine coils around his symmetrical limbs; each stroke is registered in livid and blue marks on the tender flesh. Yet the agony of pain indicated by the suffering flesh was removed from the spirit of the martyr ; by a miracle of God he felt no pain. Braver than ever, and with an eloquence that will* be designated as the supernatural gift promised to the martyrs, the youth- ful Eestitutus reproached his judge for his cruelty and hard-heartedness. " Wretched enemy of God," he said fervidly, " see what our Lord does for those who love him ; where are thy threats and thy horrible torments 1 Ought you not to abandon your impious sect and worship Him who alone, is great, and frees his servants from the tortures of their persecutors ; how much better to recognize Him as God, instead of the powerless gods of wood and stone that you so foolishly adore ; idols, that can neither help themselves nor you." Strong, fearless reproof like this was a great crime in the martyrs of Christianity. The Christian prepared THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. \\-% ; ,M to meet death — beyond which no other evil was terrible — was eloquent and fearless before the tribunal ot the pagans. Eestitutus is again beaten, but this time with whips with small balls of lead attached to the thongs. Again God preserved him — again the Prefect foamed— again the martyr fearlessly pronounced the awful sentence of retribution written in the book of life, against the hard- ened Prefect. The prison scene was the most remarkable in this tragedy of real life. God permitted his servant to perform a miracle of an extraordinary character, in which we scarcely know whether we are more struck by the power imparted by God to Eestitutus, or the hardness and blindness of those who reaped the advan- tage of the miracle. It reveals the terrible fact that even in the days of the martyrs, there were blind, hardened hearts who would not believe — not even if they saw the dead raised to life; they were many then — their number is legion now. When Eestitutus was cast into prison he found the gloomy dungeon filled with the wretched outcasts of Eo- man society, the murderer, the robber, the seditious, the victims of intemperance and passion, whose souls were red in the deep stain of crime, and breathing blasphemy rather than prayer. Yet for such the loving, forgiving heart of Jesus yearns, and his martyrs come like the cheerful sunlight that shines equally on the good and bad to console those self-degraded victims of crime. No sooner is the noble youth cast in amongst them when they gather around him and beseech him to set them free as other Christians had done in the same and other pri- sons in the city. Eestitutus did not hesitate. He threw l» *iTil!'' fS SEUM. jvil was terrible tribunal ot the this time with to the thongs, refect foamed — le awful sentence against the hard- arkable in this his servant to inary character, are more struck ,estitutus, or the japed the advan- ible fact that even ) blind, hardened a if they saw the m — their number son he found the d outcasts of Ro- the seditious, the whose souls were ithing blasphemy loving, forgiving Irs come like the on the good and 1ms of crime. No •ngst them when to set them free le and other pri- Isitate. He threw META SUDAN8. 383 himself on his knees and prayed aloud to God. The foundations of the prison were shaken, a beautiful light burst through the rocky walls, and a delicious odour was diffused throughout the sombre filthy prison. At the same moment the heavy iron door grated on its hinges, and was rolled back by some invisible hand. " See," said Restitutus, " what God will do for those who love him ; if any of you, fellow prisoners, wish to save your souls, stay here with me ; if the love of life and liberty are thy desire — then flee. The Lord has burst thy chains and unbarred thy prison door." Without waiting to thank, and regardless of the fate of their benefactor, they struggled through the narrow entrance to hasten to daylight and liberty, nor did they stop their flight till the dawn of the next day.* The next morning the gaolers came to the prisons ; they found the doors wide open ; their inmates fled — all save the Christian youth who was kneeling like a seraph in an aureola of light, his hands folded on his breast and in an ecstasy of prayer, unconscious of the arrival and intrusion of the astonished guards. Even they dared not enter, but whilst some remained to look in with increasing won- der on the angelic youth, others hastened to inform the Prefect of the strange event. Even he is struck with terror, but in his worldly wisdom he dare not show a weakness before the messengers ; feigning courage he ordered the martyr to be brought before him again ; when Restitutus once chained . was led before him, he commenced in a prepared speech — * Exeuutes vero omnes simul e carcere abierunt unusquisque in fugam totanocte, etc.— -4c ■! '■ THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. hands of God to effect the perfect establishment of his Church. His miraculous escape from the court of Gale- rius, his generosity, his prudence and nobility of mind, and, above all, his victorious march from Gaul, destroying with a handful of men the overwhelming forces of the Empire, were all means adopted by God, to place the Church in the centre of the world, on a basis that would never again be shaken by any storm, to commence her visible and external mission amongst men, and to bring to her bosom all the nations of the earth. Immediately after the triumph of Constantino, she raised her head with independence ; she shook off the appearance of weakness which shrouded her infancy, and showed the world that her existence and her mission were no longer doubtful, trembling, or destructible. In this sense, the triumph of Constantine is more glorious, more perfect, and more manifest to-day than sixteen centuries ago, when Catholicity was declared to be the religion of Home. Although there were martyrs after the time of Constan- tine, and the persecution of Julian revived for an hour the tyranny of paganism, yet these were but the charac- teristics of the Church's union with her crucified Master ; they were strokes of correction from the hands of a Father; they were not signs of weakness, but proofs of life and strength. She had never again to flee from amongst men ; her Catacombs are abandoned to the sleeping dead who await resurrection, and the Coliseum will never again be the battlefield of her faith. Yet there was another martyrdom in the Coliseum. The streams of blood that flowed from the veins of perhaps a thousand martyrs of the faith had not filled up the measure of its iniquity ; there seemed to be still wanting some blood of THE LAST MARTYR. :j80 another character ; and the last flow of the ruddy stream which was to complete the dreadful holocaust of human beings sacrificed in this mighty amphitheatre was to be the blood of a martyr of charity. Let us come to this last and touching scene, recorded of the martyrs of the Coliseum. One of the first acts of Constantino was to condemn by public edict those scenes of bloodshed, which were so uncongenial to the spirit of Christianity. This was an important event, not only in the history of the Coliseum, but in the history of Home. The people loved these spectacles with a blind fanaticism. It had frequently hap- pened, in the past history of the city, that infuriated mobs, breathing violence and fury, and threatening to deluge the streets with patrician blood, were calmed by the games of tbe Circus and Coliseum. The popularity of each new Emperor depended in a great measure on the character of the games with which he entertained his subjects. In the midst of war, famine and public grief, they would pour in reckless crowds to the intoxication of the amphitheatre and the circus ; the more blood to be «hed, the greater the enthusiasm of the people ; the more impious and cruel the games, the greater was supposed to be the piety to the gods ! Hence the closing of the Coliseum was a des- perate step, which at other times would have caused a rebellion that would have cost the Emperor his throne. Although all the power of Constantino was brought to bear on the fulfilment of the edict, it was not until nearly a hundred years after his death that the last gladiatorial show took place in the Coliseum. Christianity was slowly, but surely, sweeping away every vestige of paganism from the city. The elevation 890 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. i- '. f'F' ■;5$ .\\ of the female sex and ^he expulsion of slavery were leviathan undertakings that engrossed all her energies for nearly two centuries. Honorius renewed the prohibitory law of Constantino, but to no purpose. The games were no longer maintained by the public purse, but there were found senators and nobles rich enough to rival the impe- rial entertainments of other days. The Coliseum had no longer its martyrs, but still it had its victims. At length the gentle influence of Christianity triumphed ; the un- ceasing prayers of the Christians had pierced the clouds of heaven ; even this most cherished institution of idola- try and infamy must yield to the regenerating spirit of the Church, and the Coliseum closed its long career of horror and bloodshed by a tragedy as terrible as any we have yet recorded, but redounding more to the glory and honour of that faith which conquered Rome. A poor monk named Telemachus, who had passed his life as a solitary in the deserts of the East, was incpired by God with a holy zeal to put an end to the profanities of the public spectacles. He succeeded, but it cost li m his life. Far away in the depths of the Lybian deserts, he had heard the Coliseum of Eome was still reeking with the blood of human victims. Perhaps a description of its horrors was given to him by some fugitive penitent, who had learned the emptiness and dangers of the world, and had fled to solitude to prepare for eternity. He conceived the idea of making a generous effort to destroy this brutal passion; he felt that something should be done, even though he should have to leave his desert and shed his own blood in the undertaking. Long and fervently did he recommend the thought to God. In unbroken nights of prayer and fearful austerities, in many tears and deep THE LAST MARTYR, 891 humility, ho prayed for some token of the divine will. What could he do, he thought, a poor ignorant hermit, slow of speech, hare-footed, and clothed in coarse sack- cloth 1 Kings and Popes and martyrs had failed to era- dicate the evil, yet would he succeed 1 Fearing some delusion of Satan, he paused and douhted, but grace urged him on ; an interior voice said to him : " I can do all things in Him who comforts me." He penetrated deeper into the trackless wilds of the desert to consult an old and experienced anchoret, who was a disciple of the great Paul, the first to sanctify those homeless regions. The aged monk told him to go, for God had accepted his sacrifice. At length he seizes his staff, and, with many tears, bids farewell to his beloved cell, his rude cross, and the little stream whose constant murmurs joined him in the praises of God. The desert was a home of delights, but the world before him was dark and gloomy. No soldier ever moved with braver step to the battlefield than Telema- chus to his combat with the proud passions of men. He moves on through crowded cities, through cultivated plains and wild mountain passes — he seeks no roof but the open canopy of heaven ; the stone in the desert has been the only pillow he has used for years past. After a journey of weeks and months, and perhaps years, at length wearied, footsore, but delighted, he arrived under the walls of the Eternal City. The brilliant sun of heaven was reflected from the glittering domes of the imperial metropolis of the world. The eyes of the poor monk were dazzled with temples covered with silver and gold, and interminable vistas of marble columns around palaces and theatres which were raised on every side with a mag- 392 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. ill: :-!i ii nificence and splendour such as fancy would paint for the cities in the land of dreams. He enters the city, and moves through its crowded streets unconscious of the universal gaze of the people, who are attracted by his extraordinary dress. Some laugh, others insult him, all despise the poor monk, whom angels are leading to a sublime destiny. As far as we can learn, it was on the morning of the 1st of January, A.d. 404, that Telemachus entered Rome. The games usually celebrated during the Kalends of January were inaugurated at the expense of a rich sena- tor; and although far inferior in mu^'nificence, they exceeded in brutality the spectacles of the golden age. Telemachus moved with the crowd towards the amphi- theatre. When he mounted the Capitol, with its fifty temples still smoking with the sacrifices of abomination, he shuddered, for he knew the demons had still posses- sion of that part of the city. What were the emotions of his heart when another moment brought the mighty amphitheatre full into his view 1 It rose in the valley beneath the Capitol with stupendous majesty, towering over the temples and arches that lined the Forum — im- mense, like the Pyramids he had seen in his passage through Egypt, more beautiful than anything that had yet met his gaze in that city of wonders, and raised in the air higher than the surrounding hills, with a solidity that would seem to defy decay or the ravages of time. He descended the Way of Triumph, unconscious that he himself was walking to a triumph. — one of the greatest the world ever saw. He passed under the arches where nx)ble martyrs had been often dragged to be exposed to the wild beasts ; and a cold feeling of horror passed over him as he looked for the first time at the blood-stained THE LAST MARTYR, 808 arena, whose horrors had haunted his dreams, whose con- version was the unceasing petition of his prayer. It was early in the day, and the games had not yet com- menced ; the people were pouring into the benches ; he took a seat, and heedless of the buzz of a thousand voices around him, in a few moments became wrapt in commu- nion with God, as if he were praying on the banks of his little stream in the desert. Wrapt in prayer, with his hands folded on his breast, he seemed to the Romans like a vision from the other world. His dress and strange appearance, the halo of sanctity which was suflfused around the true servant of God, and which never can be concealed, made the gather- ing crowd gaze on him with mingled sentiments of con- tempt, surprise and reference. Who or what is hel was asked by each wondering stranger as he suddenly stopped short to gaze on the extraordinary apparition that sat motionless on one of the benches. Some thought he was a poor fool, and was not to be minded ; others said he was some] truant slave from the East ; others, again, that perhaps he was a messenger from the oracles, for those important persons were generally clothed fan- tastically, and wrapt in mystery and gloom. But another moment will show them that he indeed is a messenger from the oracles of Eternal Wisdom, to teach the world the great truths uttered in the revelations of the gospel. The games have commenced. Like Alipius, he is roused from his reverie by the inhuman shout that hails the first batch of combatants. Four naked, stout, and fierce-looking men have bounded into the arena ; they feign cheerful looks, and each one is certain of being victorious. Thcv march ai'0un4 the arena according to 894 THB MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, 1. 'M the old custom of the games, that the people may select their favourites to bet on them and anticipate their vic- tory. As they pass around, some take their last farewell by a long steady gaze and a kiss of the hand to some friend in the upper benches. In spite of their efforts to smile bravely on death, their countenances bear the pallid stamp of desperation, and nature betrays her fear of dissolution ; it was a blind fury that made them hasten to the combat, not what the Romans call bravery. Now they are measuring swords and are matched by the pre- fect of the games ; they pass a few moments in playful fencing with wooden swords j then come the glittering steel blades, burnished and brightened for the deadly struggle ; they seize them, and in another moment the game of bloodshed has commenced. But see ! the monk has risen ; he flies through the benches ; he leaps over the iron rail of the podium, and with a giant hand seizes the combatants and whirls them round him. No pen could describe the scene that followed. The people were like a lion deprived of his prey by an inferior animal. Never did the old walls of the amphitheatre ring with a louder or wilder scream of frenzy ; at the very moment their excitement was becoming intense, they were thwarted by this daring stranger, and tlioir indigna- tion was roused to fury. We should give but a faint idea of the feelings of the mob when Telemachus appeared in the arena to stop the gladiators, if we imagined a capuchin monk, clothed in the sackcloth and cord of St. Francis, rushing on the stage of the Alhambra in London to reprove the indecent levities of its ballets. The gladia- tors were thunderstruck, and stood in terror as if in the presence of a supernatural being. The holy monk endea- THE LAST MARTYR, S06 voured to address the people, but they hissed, and hooted, and screamed with fimdish rage ; and at length, as if unable to control themselves any longer, they tore up the seats and benches, and in a few minutes the air became filled with a shower of broken fragments of seats and pavements hurled from every side of the amphitheatre on the head of Telemachus. He knelt, and stretching his arms towards heaven, offered his life for the conversion of this great theatre of infamy. The martyr of charity fell, and covered in his fall one of the darkest stains on the arena of the amphitheatre. Where the venerable Ignatius and a host of others suffered, the body of this glorious martyr of charity fell beneath the heavy frag- ments of marble seats and ornaments hurled down upon Lim from every bench of the amphitheatre, then crowded with the demons who rejoiced in the degradation of the human race. Terrible as was the judgment wreaked on this poor unarmed monk for daring to thwart them in their cruel sports, yet that monk succeeded j the gladia- tors he separated never met again. His sacrifice was accepted in heaven, the Coliseum was converted. The Emperor Honorius immediately prohibited all spectacles in the Coliseum, and sanctioned the law with the seve- rest penalties. There was one more desperate effort made a few years afterwards to resuscitate the murders of the amphitheatre — but the blood of Telemachus was triumphant — the inhuman sport of the gladiatorial spec- tacle was henceforward a stain of the past. In the noble self-sacrifice of one man, Christianity expiated the crimes of three hundred years, and raised the moral and rational character of the human species over the brutal passions that degraded it. \^ 396 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. W The excitement of the people increased, and spread like a fire through every bench. Some fled in terror and sent alarming rumours through the city ; the people flocked in additional thousands to the amphitheatre, and increased the noise and confusion. The prefect ordered the trum- pets to be sounded, and sent for the gladiators to resume the combats, but in vain ; a decree wab written in heaven which no human power could change. At length the military were ordered to disperse the crowd, and the sports of the day were declared to be terminated. Wo cannot but admire the zeal of Telemachus. We love to hang over this last tragedy of the Coliseum as one of the sublimest and most interesting of the early Church. One shudders indeed at the awful fate of the poor monk, but his pain was momentary. His sacrifice was the highest degree of virtue that man can exercise towards his fellow-man; and now his crown is bright and eternal. His charity was that fire which consumes everything. It assumed a heroism of self-denial that is beyond nature; and gave him that shining mark by which men were to know he was the follower of the Saviour who loved so much. It must have appeared strange to the Bomans that the death of one man could have produced such an unexpected result. The wonder increased when they heard that the murdered man was poor, a stranger, and a hated Chris- tian. Human life was of so little value in those days, that poor slaves were often put to death by tyrant mas- ters and mistresses for some accidental injury oflered to a pet dog or cat. In the Coliseum especially, where it was not unusual to see a hundred gladiators fall in one day, death may be said to have been the most common spec^ LI8EUM. THE LAST MARTYR. 397 id, and spread like i in terror and sent the people flocked latre, and increased ordered the trum- adiators to resume ii written in heaven ;e. At length the le crowd, and the terminated. Telemachus. We )f the Coliseum as esting of the early e awful fate of the ;ary. His sacrifice t man can exercise lis crown is bright ire which consumes if self-denial that is shining mark by he follower of the tacle witnessed in its arena. Yet the death of this poor monk not only separated the gladiators in their murder- ous attack on each other, and caused the crowd of cruel spectators to be dispersed into the streets, but it wrung from the supreme power of the Empire a definite and inviolable prohibition of this inhuman sport. So trium- phant, so perfect was the success of the mission of Tele- machus, that, not only in the Coliseum, but in all the amphitheatres throughout the Empire, the sword of the gladiator was broken in pieces, and the degrading profes- sion of being a skilful murderer was for ever annihilated. This is but one of the many facts recorded in history which show how the Catholic Church regenerated the world. The agents of Divine Providence have been little and despicabiv, but their works have been mira- culous and eternal in their influence on the destinies of men. le Bomans that the |such an unexpected |;hey heard that the and a hated Chris- alue in those days, |ath by tyrant mas- injury offered to a |cially, where it was )rs fall in one day, LOst common spec^ 01 1' !; CHAPTER XXIIL TELEMACHUS STILL TRIUMPHANT. 1. p^IVE years after the tragedy we have described in the last chapter, the Coliseum witnessed another scene equally strange and thrilling. Not that there were any more martyrs to shed their blood in its sanctified arena, but every page in the history of this great ruin is a scene of horror. The powers of darkness made a desperate eflfort to restore the leign of terror in the Coliseum. For a moment they seemed to succeed ; the blinded populace shouted with joy, and the slave was armed again with the sword of the gladiator. But He who accepted the sacrifice of Telemachus knew well how to thwart the designs of the impious, and, at the time in which it pleased Him, He scattered them like chaff before the wind. It was not without a dreadful struggle that the Romans gave up the fascinating bloodshed of their amphitlieatre, and their last eflfort to restore its terrible spectacle was surrounded with horror and confusion that gives a thrilling finale to our chapter of blood. We give a scene from one of the most tremendous judgments of God in the history of man — the ccxumencement of His greatest mercy ! TELEMACHU8 8TILL TRIUMPHANT, «99 PHANT. have described in witnessed another trilling. Not that i their blood in its the history of this powers of darkness e leign of terror in eemed to succeed; , and the slave was gladiator. But He iius knew well how land, at the time in im like chaflf before ,dful struggle that bloodshed of their restore its terrible and confusion that f blood. We give idous judgments of mencement of His The hour of retaliation had at length dawned on Home — that hour long set apart in the decrees of Providence for a fearful vindication of this unconverted city. The Goths and barbarian tribes from the north- east of the Empire were led on by Alaric to its plunder. These rough, uncouth tribes had been treasuring up in their traditi&as every defeat and every injustice they had suf- fered from the Roman arms. Long had their chiefs, like the prophets of old, uttered their prophetic woes against this proud queen of the universe. Revenge was their god, and the plunder of Rome was the elysium of their delights. When the hour came they were let loose by Almighty God, and five or six hundred thousar d of the jttost brutal soldiers poured down towards the ill-fated city, and before the Romans knew their danger, Alaric had made his way through the beautiful plains of Italy, and the wreck of cities and smoking ruins were the traces of his victorious march. The Romans were indulging in every excess, and thought of nothing but the amusements of the Circus and the Coliseum. Their apathy and blindness to the terrible ruin which threatened them was the first sign of the fate that decreed their fall The haughty Senate and patri- cians pretended to smile at the audacity of a barbarian king coming to attack their city. They looked at their arches of triumph, the trophies of victory beyond number that met their gaze on every side, the temples of so many gods, and of heroes and emperors deified for their deeds in arms ; and with complacent pride they scorned the idea of their becoming a prey to a barbarian. How should she tremble, amid so many pledges of dominion, whose walls, cemented with the gore of so many cap< ive 1 400 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. \im victims, were sufficiently guarded by the terrors of the Roman name, and by the dreadful shades of so many conquerors % But their arrogance was soon humbled by misfortune. Whilst they were yet reclining in their tricliniums, the bands of Alaric, impatient for the mo- ment of assault, came bursting through the marble halls and pleasure-grounds of her suburban villas, and rushed and thundered onwards over eve :y opposition, until they broke like a deluge of blood and confusion against her gates. JBy a skilful disposition of his troops, Alaric encom- passed the walls, commanded the twelve principal gates, intercepted all communication with the adjoining coun- try, and diligently guarded the navigation of the Tiber, upon which Rome depended for the sustenance of her in- numerable population. The doomed city gradually ex« perienced the distress of scarcity, and at length the horrid calamities of famine. The hour of revenge had com- menced its horrors on the ill-fated city. The people be- gan to die in hundreds through hunger, and as the public sepulchres were outside the walls, and in the possession of the enemy, the stench that arose from so many putrid and unburied carcasses infected the air, and the miseries of famine were soon aggravated by those of pestilence. It was in this extremity that a deputation was sent from the Senate to the Gothic camp to sue for terms. When the members of the deputation were introduced to the tent of Alaric, they maintained a haughty bearing, to make it appear they were equally prepared for war or peace. They said, if the king of the Goths refused to sign a fair and honourable capitulation, he might sound his trumpets, and prepare to give battle to an innumer- TELEMACHUS STILL TRIUMPHANT. 401 able people inured to arms, and animated by despair, " Tiie thicker the grass, the easier it is mowed," was the reply with which the barbarian mocked them, to the great amusement of bl« officers, who burst into loud and insulting laughter at this stroke of rustic wit. He then dijlated the terms on which alone they might expect to have the city spared : — The surrender into his hands of y,ll the gold and silver within the walls of Rome, whether it belonged to the state or to individuals ; all the rich and precious movables, and all the barbarians detained as slaves. " If such, king," said one of the ambassadors, " are the things you must have from us, may we ask what it is you intend to leave us ? " " Your lives," replied the haughty conqueror. There being no longer any human hope, it was resolved by the Romans to resort once more to the aid of the immortal gods. It was alleged by some that the city of Narni had been recently saved from the Goths by certain mystic rites and sacrifices of the Etruscans, who were then in Rome; and these same execrable practices, con sisting in dark incantations by the gore of murdered captives, were solemnly performed by public edict from the Capitol. It was in vain that the Christian senators exclaimed against this horrible impiety; their voices were drowned in enthusiastic exclamations for the restor- ation of pagan rites, and in execrations and blasphemies of Christ. It is related by Sozomen, that the most reflect- in*' of the Romans looked upon the calamities of the city as a just judgment on its incorrigible attachment to idolatry. But the lightnings of Jupiter were not hurled on the tents of the Goths ; the horrors of famine and pesti- 402 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, 'I' I lence increased, and the humbled Senate was forced to send another embassy to the enemy, to even beg for mercy. A temporary respite was purchased by the doomed city ; but she is weighed in the balance, and destined to fall. Alaric retired for the winter to the fair and fruitful regions of Tuscany, enriched by the wealth of the capital and reinforced by forty thousand slaves, who broke their chains, and joined the barbarian camp, in the hope of one day revenging the cruelties practised on them during their servitude. They had that revenge a few months afterwards j it was stern and terrible. The conditions of capitulation were not kept, and Alaric came with a portion of his troops to terrify them into compliance with their promise, or in reality to sack the city, for which he thirsted, in spite of all these com- promises and delays. On the occasion of his second investment of the city, the pagan Attalus was made Emperor at the dictation of Alaric. This man was raised to the purple for the sole purpose of being degraded, and that the imperial dignity itself might be disgraced and ex- posed to derision. A few weeks afterwards, the purple was ignominiously torn from his back, and himself and his courtiers made slaves to the barbarian king. Never- theless, during his brief career he did all he could to introduce the horrid superstitions of paganism. The smoke of impure sacrifices once more rose up from the city. The cruel sports of the Circus and the Coliseum were commenced again in honour of the immortal gods. The scene that passed in the Coliseum on this occasion is one amongst the strange reminiscences of this venerable pile. It is to introduce it to the reader that we have related the historical facts of the preceding pages. TELEMAGHU8 STILL TRIUMPHANT. 403 From the death of the monk Telemachus, the Coliseum had been silent. The gladiatorial profession was proscribed and through the horrors of the famine every animal in the city was slain. Yet the new Emperor must celebrate his accession to the crown by the games of the Circus and Coliseum. The people still clung with blind fanaticism to the institutions of the past ; they believed the gods delighted in scenes of bloodshed more than themselves, and to appease the imaginary tyrants that were supposed to sway the destinies of the Empire, the dried-up arena must flow again with the purple stream of human blood. Hence, some thousands of dying slaves were pushed into the arena to fight with each other for their lives. The plague and famine were raging around, and people were dropping dead in the streets ; nevertheless, the benches of the Coliseum were filled with famishing myriads, who came to gaze in wild frenzy on the horrible spectacle. When Attains and his pagan officers appeared in the royal tribune, he was not saluted with salvoes or vows for a long and protracted reign, but with the hideous clamour of the people demanding to have a price put on the bodies- of the slaves who were about to be slain. But Almighty God did not permit the impiety to succeed. The wretched slaves would have allowed themselves to be slain like sheep, but they were so prostrate through hun- ger and sickness that they were not able to raise their arms against each other ; they would have willingly submitted to their fate, for death would have been a wel- come release from their miseries. They called on the lictors to come and dispatch them ; they raised their hands towards their masters to kill them or give them food. The scene was one of the most terrible of all the 404 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, h!Ji ■|^f. 'J 1 horrors witnessed in this temple of the furies. A starv- ing mob poured into its marble benches to enjoy the cruel sport of a gladiatorial butchery, and then to feast on the flesh of its victims. The air was rent with blasphemies against every god, from Jupiter to Diocletian. The demons who revel in the miseries of mankind were pre- sent in countless legions, and consequently louder, and more terrible than every other sound, were the blasphe- mies against the sacred name of Christ. The slaves wept and moaned and screamed, and the mob howled louder and louder for food. Ti.o mock Emperor fled in terror ; the crowds were dispersed without the feast of human blood ; and in fear and confusion, amidst the shouts of pain and despair, mingled with the most horrible blasphe- mies ever uttered by man, the Roman populace took their adieu of their beloved gladiatorial shows. % But the horrors of this terrible day were but the com- mencement of a darker night of woe. The impieties of the brief reign of Attains hastened the calamities that were hanging over the ill-fated city. Almost at the same moment when the pagan faction of the Roman people were endeavouring to re-establish the bloody scenes of the Coliseum, Alaric announced to his barbarians, who were wintering in the north, that they would march on the morrow for the long wished-for sack of Rome. The news was received with shouts of joy ; the Dacian gladi- ator is not CO die unavenged, for Alaric had said before Byron : — "Arise, ye Goths, and glut your ire. fELEMACHUa STILL TRIUMPHANT. 406 The first scene in the awful drama of the degradation of Rome was the mockery of its king. The barbarian chief ordered Attains to meet him on his march. The proud representative of the Caesars had no alternative but prompt obedience. Attains came up to the Gothic host on a plain near Rimini, and not far from the spot where the first of the Csesars crossed the Rubicon to commence the great dynasty which Attains was to close. Here he was ignominiously stript of purple and diadem before an immense concourse of Romans and barbarians, and the would-be Emperor of the world was told he might enjoy life as a slave in the service of the Gothic chief When these indignities were completed, the order to resume the march was received with savage exultation, mingled with peals of laughter at the mock majesty and sudden down- fall of the Roman Emperor. Alaric and his armed bands are now in the hands of Heaven for a terrible vindication of the insulted majesty of that God whose sacred name in humanity was at that very hour blasphemed within the walls of Rome. On his march, when passing a narrow defile in the Apennines, a holy hermit threw himself before him to intercede for the doomed city. " Servant of Heaven," cried Alaric, " seek not to turn me from my mission. It is not from choice I lead my army against that devoted place ; but some invisible power that will not suffer me to halt for a single day urges me on by violence, continually crying out to me without ceasing : * Forward ! march upon that city— upon Rome, and make it desolate ! ' " At the hour of midnight, the Salarian gate was silently opened, and the Romans were suddenly awakened by the tremendous sound of the Gothic tjumpei. Thus was the 406 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. l'^ mystical Babylon, like its prophetic type, the citj of Belshazzar, surprised in the midst of its security. Tue Romans had such confidence in their lofty rock-built walls, that like the Babylonians when the Persians sur- rounded their city, they indulged in their accustomed revels, and then retired to their beds without even the slightest shadow of apprehension. Procopius says the senators were fast asleep when the Goths were enter- ing the gates. " The cruelties exercised on this occasion," says the Italian annalist, " cannot be related without shedding tears. The city, constructed as it were of the spoils, and overflowing with the tribute of so many nations, was now at the mercy of the infuriated barbarians. They were lighted on their way by flaming palaces and temples, from the villa of Sallust — a perfect sanctuary and garden of Epicurus — on to the Suburra, the Forum, the Capitol, and, above all, to the golden house of Nero. They were guided in their pursuit of plunder and blood by the forty thousand fugitives, who laboured, during that night of horrors, with more assiduity than ever they had shown under their taskmasters' stripes, to requite the offices they had received at Eoman hands, and to wash out in patri- cian gore the hateful vestiges of their chains. The un- utterable, barbarities which Eome had so often perpetrated during the sieges and massacres and burnings of a thou- sand years, were now retaliated vigorously on herself. Her nobles were subjected to tortures the most cruel and ignominious, to wring from th'^ia their hidden treasures ; the plebeians were mowed down in such multitudes that the survivors did not suffice to bury the dead. The Forum, the Circus, and the Coliseum, the Capitol, the TELEMAGHUS STILL TRIUMPHANT. 407 streets, the theatres, the baths and temples, ran with Wood. The palace halls and chambers were scenes of the most brutal debauchery, immorality and murder. The seven-hilled city was in flames ; the trophies and monu- ments in which the lords of the earth most prided them- selves were the chief objects of Gothic rage ; and Orosius relates that it was said by eye-witnesses of these terrors, that the trophies, temples, and other public edifices, that defied by their solidity the brands of the barbarians, were struck with thunderbolts from heaven. But the Almighty, whilst punishing with so terrible a chastisement the obstinate remains of paganism in Rome, caused His mercy to shine forth at the same time with His justice. He preserved the Christians by a miracu- lous interposition of His providence. He inspired the barbarians with a respect and reverence for the unoffend- ing members of His Church, so that in the midst of all the horrors and confusion of the sack of the city, they were led by the barbarians themselves to places of security. The Coliseum was a witness to this miracle. It happened thus I — It was proclaimed by the king of the Goths that he warred not against St. Peter. He ordered the churches and places consecrated to Christian purposes to be re- spected ; appointed the two great Basilicas of the Apostles as inviolable sanctuaries of refuge ; and so strictly was this order observed, that the soldiers not only halted in their career of slaughter on arriving at these hallowed precincts, but many of them conducted thither such as moved them t-o pity, that, under the p?.*)tection of the Apostles they might be saved from the rage of those who might not be found equally compassionate. As the bar- 408 TllM MARTYIiS OF THE COLISEUM. 1'" !, t M^/! barians were rushing in every direction through the city in quest of pUinder, it happened that a holy virgin, who had grown old in the divine service to which she had consecrated her whole life, was discovered in her convent by a Gothic chief, who demanded all the gold and silver in her possession. She replied with Christian composure, that the treasures in her keeping were immense ; but while the Goth stood in admiration and astonishment, gazing at the splendid hoard of massive gold and silver vessels which she revealed, the virgin of Christ observed : " Before you are the sacred vessels used in the divine mysteries at the altar of St. Peter the Apostle j presume to touch them if you be so minr'ed ; but mark ! the con- sequences of your sacrilege shall be on your own head ; as for me, too feeble to defend them, I shall not vainly attempt resistance." Struck with reverence and religious awe, and not a little moved by the holy enthusiasm of the nun, the chief, without attempting to lay his hand upon the sacred trea- sure, sent word of what had happened to King Alaric. An instant and peremptory order was returned to have all the vessels promptly conveyed to the Basilica of the Apostle, and to guard and protect the nun and all the other Christians who should chance to join in the pro- cession. The convent was situated on the Ccelian Hill (probably near the Lateran), so that the entire city was to be traversed in order to reach St. Peter's. It was then that an astounding spectacle presented itself to the eyes of all. Through the greatest thoroughfares of the city, and amidst all the horrors of that night, a solemn train is seen advancing, with the same order and measured step as if it moved not through scenes of slaughter, violence SEUM. TELEMACHUS STILL TlilUMPUANT. 409 hrough the city loly virgin, who which fihe had 1 in her convent gold and silver itian composure, immense ; hut 3 astonishment, gold and silver ;jhrist observed: ed in the divine postle ; presume mark ! the con- tour own head; shall not vainly and conflagration, but through hallowed aisles on some joyous festival. A martial retinue of the Goths marches as a guard of honour, to udorn the procession with their glittering arms, and to defend their devout companions who bear the sacred vessels of massive gold and silver aloft on their heads. The voices of the barbarians are united with those of the Homans to swell the hymns of Christian praiso ; and these sounds are heard like the trumpet of salvation, re-echoing far and wide through the destruction of the city. The Christians start in their hiding-places as they recognise the celestial canticles, and crowd from every direction to follow the vessels of St. Peter. Multitudes of the pagans themselves, joining loudly in the hymn of Christ, take part in the procession, and thus escape under the shadow of the sacred name, that they may live to assail it with greater violence than ever. We mentioned that the Coliseum was a witness to this wonderful procession. It passed under its very arches, and the mighty womb of its interior echoed for the first time perhaps the Christian song of praise. Some hundreds of frightened and despairing wretches had taken shelter in its long corridors and dark arches ; they knew it was impervious to the fire-brands of the enemy, and no human arm could shake its massive travertine. There were some Christians amongst them ; and no sooner did they hear the well-known tones of the Psalms of David, than they rushed fr'^m their hiding-places in wonder, to join the bands of the children of Israel, led by a super- natural interposition from the woes that were increasing around them. Joined by the fugitives from every side, the pageant seemed interminable ; and in proportion as 410 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, ?) " Ij < it is lengthened by new accessions, the barbarians vie with each other for the privilege of marching as guards on either side, armed with their battle-axes and naked swords. Thus it was that Heaven displayed its power to con- duct the objects of its solicitude, through the very midst of despair and death, to a harbour of safety. The city was as it were sifted of the Christians that still remained in it, by means of this procession. In the very crisis of ruin they were separated and saved from the common havoc by the intervention of angels. But the most astounding feature of the miracle was the sudden transi tion of the Goths from fury to mildness. They aban- doned the pursuit of plunder, and wielded their reeking weapons to protect the lives and treasures of their 'an quished enemies. CHAPTER XXIV. THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE AGES. LTHOUGH the dynasty of Romulus and Augus- tus had closed," says the author of " Rome as she Was and as she Became," "the genius of paganism had not yet expired. Surviving the enormous empire it had so long animated with unearthly vigour, and invested with majesty so terrible, this direful spirit sat brooding yet among the ruins of the seven hills. Its retrospects were not those of repentance, but of desperation ; its anticbristian feeling was, if possible, more malignant than in the days when a Nero or a Julian officiated as its pon- tiffs. Its only solace was to lay the odium of all the calamities of the world at the door of Christianity, to mutter curses against it, and to defend with might and main every surviving vestige of superstition." The spirit of paganism still lingered within the walls of the amphitheatre. It had no longer its martyrs and gladiators, but yet there was many a noble victim to its cruel and bloodj'^ sport. The combats of men with beasts were not forbidden by law, and were continued for nearly another hundred years. This species of amusement was sanctioned by Honorius and Theodosius, who both re- gulated the law concerning the hunting of wild beasts. 41^ ^HE MARTYRS OF THE GOLIL^,UM. in order that certain countries might be reserves, in which the imperial ministers alone could hunt to procure wild beasts for the games of the Circus and the Coliseum. No sooner had the Goths passed away, loaded with the spoils of the city, than the Homans, who had escaped the horrors of the siege, and had secreted them- selves in the hills of Alba Longa, on the mountains of Tibur, returned to the city. " It is not to mourn over tombs," says the author just quoted, " or to supplicate around altars, >ut to hasten to their beloved Circus, that the fugitives pour back like the tide to a strand deformed with wrecks. There they vociferate that all they require are spectacles, and daily rations as of old, to indemnify them for the visits of the Goths. The crowds that had so lately fled before the swords of the barbarians were soon recalled by the hopes of plenty and pleasure. The queen of the seven hills replaced her crown of laurel, and haughtily readjusted it as if it had only been slightly ruffled by the storms of »» if war. Cassiodorus, who flourished in the first twenty years of the sixth century, as secretary to King Theodoric, tells us, in the fifth book of his Varieties, that these games with the beasts, which he calls detestable, not only existed in his time, but there was a kind of necessity for maintaining them, to gratify the depraved tastes of the people. The days of their greatness are passed, and that indomitable spirit, that was only fanned into irresistible fury by a slight defeat, is crumbled to dust like the trophies of its past victories. The Goths have quietly moved away with their spoils, and no sword is raised to avenge the insult ; no veteran bands are rallied under be reserves, in hunt to procure id the Coliseum, ay, loaded with [nans, who had d secreted them- le mountains of 3 the author just >ut to hasten to our back like the ks. There they ctacies, and daily for the visits of i\y fled before the illed by the hopes f the seven hills iily readjusted it by the storms of twenty years of Theodoric, tells lat these games stable, not only d of necessity for ved tastes of the passed, and that d into irresistible to dust like the Dths have quietly word is raised to are rallied under THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE AGES, 413 the victorious eagle to chase the barbarians to their mountain homes, or to avenge the ruin they had wrought on the imperial city. There was a time when Rome alone would have annihilated for ever the very name oi the barbarian race that should dare to cross the distant frontier of the empire. But that day is gone ; the martial spirit of the people has fled, and the hour of judgment has come ; the greatest glory and skill in arms that is now applauded by this fallen people, is the triumph oi the bestiaries in the arena of the Coliseum. The last reference we find made to these games is in the Chronicle of Senator. He relates that, about the year 519 of Christ, when Cilica Generus was elected consul, he celebrated his nomination by great games in the amphitheatre. He caused an immense quantity of wild beasts to be brought with great expense from Africa, and they were all slain in a few days in that arena, not yet surfeited with the blood of perhaps millions of victimPv. After this Rome passed through two centuries of misfortune and woe ; the wails of grief and anguish from the starving and dying multitudes were not broken for a moment by the wild shout from the Circus or the Coliseum. Under the repeated sieges of the Goths, and the last terrible devastation under Attila, the city be- came a ruin around the gigantic amphitheatre, which seemed to raise its indestructible walls higher and more majestically over the ruins of fallen palaces and temples that strewed the plain around it. At the commencement of the seventh century, when the aunshine of peace in the new dynasty of the papacy commenced to dawn on the ill fated city, the Coliseum, 414 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, lU although abandoned) stood alone, amid a wilderness of desolation, '^a noble monument of ruinous perfection.'^ Bich and luxuriant was the grass that grew in its abandoned arena ; the seeds of flowers and weeds that floated on the gentle zephjrrs were arrested in their flight by the mountains of masonry, and soon its bleak walls were decorated with a thousand blossoms. The wild winter wind howled through its long dark vomi- tories with ghostly echoes, and the still more solemn scream of the bird of solitude rang loud and shrill from its eyry amid the crumbling supports of the mighty velarium. Those walls, that so often shook with the thunders of a hundred thousand voices, were shrouded with the silence of death ; :ao human sound broke the dreadful stillness, save the cautious step of some truant schoolboy hiding in its corridors ; or the exclamations of delight from some wondering antiquary pausing to admire its marvels of scierice and art ; or, perhaps, the gentle murmur of prayer breathed by the kneeling pil- grim in the blood-stained battlefield of the Church's mar- tyrs. Amongst the pilgrims to this sacred spot were bishops and cardinals, and the great Pope Gregory, in whose hands the clay of the arena turned into blood. Here, too, came in the samei century the Patriarch of the western monks, under the cowl he had adopted as the helmet of the spiritual legions who were to fight under the papal king against the powers of darkness. It was one of Benedict's disciples that broke the silence of his- tory in those centuries, when he visited this greatest monument of the past, in his pilgrimage to the eternal city. A stronger or more beautiful panegyric of the great amphitheatre could scarcely be penned, than the sublime THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE AGES. 416 prophecy uttered by Venerable Bede towards the end of the seventh century — ** While stands the Coliseum, Borne shall stand ; When falls the Coliseum, Borne shall fall ; And when Bome falls, the world." Some doubt is expressed by modem historians as to the precise time when the immense fabric commenced to crumble to decay. Many suppose it must have suffered, like most of the great buildings of the city, during the Gothic reign of terror and ruin ; but from the expres- sion of contemporary writers, Marangoni and other anti- quaries are of opinion, that it remained in a perfect state up to the end of the eleventh century. The immensity and massive denseness of its travertine walls seem to have defied all efiorts to level it; even in its present ruinous state, whilst only two-thirds of the original struc- ture exist, it would take a thousand men several months to make it even a heap of rubbish. The Goths, who found easier prey in the minor buildings of the city, left this splendid monument to moulder under the slow but certain ruin of time. But the political commotions of the latter part of the eleventh century drew around the amphitheatre another terrible wave of devastation and ruin, in which its massive and imperishable walls were shaken and disfigured. This happened in the Pontifi- cate of St Gregory VII., about the year of our Lord 1084. Gregory, who was known in his earlier career as the deacon Hildebrand, was a poor austere monk, raised by Almighty God to the chair of Peter, in order that, by his sanctity and prudence, he might stem the progress of 416 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. sinful abuses which were creeping into the very sanctuary of the Church. At the time of his election, the whole German Empire groaned under the tyranny and curse ot a bad and immoral king. A greater contrast could not be conceived, than the dissolute morals of Henry IV., and the blameless life of the austere monk whom he was permitted to confirm as the successor of St. Peter. The terrible strife between virtue and vice, which charac- terises the reign of Gregory VII., was foreshadowed in the letter which the newly elected Pope sent to this im- pious king, to persuade him to prevent his nomination ; " for," said he, " if I be declared Pope, I shall have to punish you for your crimes." His election was confirmed, for Heaven had decreed it. After long endurance, and vainly waiting in the patience of his hope for the conver- sion of Henry, he at length excommunicated him, and deprived him of his throne. The impious German sus- tained the cause of Gilbert the Anti-pope, and marched on Rome. He encamped in the Vatican fields \ but a sudden and unexpected attack, by a handful of the Pope's soldiers, completely surprised and disconcerted his army ; a plague broke out amongst his troops, and he was obliged to retreat to the north. He came a second time, with a larger force, and greater hatred against the successor of St. Peter. He besieged the city once more. He set fire to St. Peter's, but the Roman people, under the immediate presence of Gregory himself, extinguished the flames before they had injured the Basilica. At length, after a siege of two years, by bribery, the Lateran gate was opened to the German, and Gregory took refuge in the Castle of St. Angelo. For a month they surrounded the colossal tomb of Adrian, THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE AGES. 417 and tried in vain to seize the Pope, or even to pass the bridge, to take possession of St. Peter's. Relief came to the imprisoned Pontiff, in the person of Robert de Guis- card, a Norman captain, but a feudal chief, of the Papal dominions. He was a hard, unfeeling conqueror, whose cruelties had already been condemned by the very Pon- tiff he came to save. Henry fled at his approach ; but his partisans and a great number of the Rom?».n people dared to resist Guiscard; but they paid dearly for it. The haughty conqueror did not hesitate a moment ; he burnt the city, and cut his way with the sword till he reached the Castle of St. Angelo, and freed its papal prisoner. On this occasion, it was the friends of order, and not its enemies, that endeavoured to sweep from t ae face of the earth every vestige that still remained of pagan Rome. The whole city, from St. John's Lateran up to the Capi- tol, was laid in rains. Some of the most remarkable monuments of antiquity, which had escaped to a great extent the fury of the Goths, and which still were the pride and glory of the city, fell under the iron hand of the enraged Guiscard. When he had gained the Capitol, over a field of smoking ruins, the people saw his despe- rate resolution to destroy the city. They gave up the Pope ; Guiscard took him away to a quiet retreat in Salerno, where the great and holy Gregory sank under his many trials. It would be difficult to say how much of the Coliseum was ruined on this occasion. Marangoni, whom we be- lieve to be the most critical in his research, says : " Not only all that could be destroyed by fire within its rock- builb walls, but its beautiful and artistic porticoes were 418 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. m ■ jf W^^^ ruined in the unsparing revenge of this friendly Goth, The seats in the interior were nearly all marble, but still there were wooden benches in the upper tiers, besides supports and ornaments, scattered through the immense fabric. That portion which looks towards the Cooiian hill, and the arch of Constantino bore in a particular manner the brunt of this storm, and it vas from the fallen masses that lay here in crumbling heaps, that the material of several of the palaces of modern Eome was afterwards taken, as from an immense quarry of brick and traver- tine. Many of the P'^pes aud Cardinals have been accused, ly superficial writers, of being the first spoilers of this beautiful edifice ; indignant antiquaries despise the names of Paul thf Second and the Cardinals Eiario and Farnese, as having ruthlessly phindei-ed this majestic monument of the past, to raise n^^Jaces of luxuriant splen- dour amid the despicable and irregular homes of the mediaeval city. The truth is, that these men, who were animated by laudable motives to enrich and embellish the city, were only guilty of removing indiscriminate heaps of rubbish which lay for centuries around the old walls of the amphitheatre, as the sad traces of the re- venge of Guiscard." But more of this question further on. Soon after the demise of Gregory VII., the Coliseum was turned into a fortress. The political disturbances and parricidal rebellions of the children of the Church had reached the summit of their fury, and it is not at all improbable, that some of the immediate successors of Gregory took refuge from the fury of the storm within the walls of the Coliseum. The Pontiffs who reigned in those troubled times had to encounter greater perils th in endly Goth, ole, but still iers, besides the immense the Cooiian a particular Dm the fallen i the material as afterwards k and traver- s have been irst spoilers of es despise the als Biario and this majestic ixuriant splen- homes of the len, who were [and embellish [indiscriminate •ound the old I.ce3 of the re- lestion further THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE A0E8, 419 their predecessors, when they celebrated the holy mys- teries in the dark caves of the earth. Rival factions had divided the city between them ; the tombs and theatres of the old Empire became the castles and fortresses of the new aspirants to power. The Orsini had taken possession of the Castle of St. Angelo ; the Colonnas were masters of the Mausoleum of Augustus ; and the Frangepani, the most powerful of all, fortified the Coliseum. Surely the untravelled reader will wonder how the tombs of the dead became strongholds of war. Do we really mean that the mouldering monumentt; of the forgotten dead are filled with thousands of armed men, and become im- pregnable fortresses 1 Such was the stupendous magnificence of the mauso- leums of Imperial Rome, that even now, after the storms and wars of two thousand years, their mighty rains are still the pride of the city. The imperishable walls of the tomb of Adrian form to-day the only castle and fortress in the possession of the legitimate successor to the throne of the Caesars, Pius IX. Muratori relites that, when Innocent II. ascended the arone, he took refuge under the protection of the Fran- gopani family in their palace and fortress of the Coliseum, being forced from the Lateran palace by the Anti-pope Gilbert, the same who raised his impious arm against the sainted Gregory VII. (" Ad tutas domos Frangepanumde Later.'^no descendit, et apud Sanctam Mariam novam et Oartularium atque Coliseum," &c.) In the history of Fr. Tolomeo, Bishop of Torcello, a contemporary, we find the same corroborated in these words : " Se recoUegit in do- mibus Frangepanensium quae erant infra Coliseum ; quia dicta munitio fuit tota eorum " (He secured himself in 420 THE MAHTYR8 OF THE COLISEUM. m ^m the abodes of the Frangepani, which were within the Co- liseum, for that fortress was entirely theirs). Passing over uninteresting details of the amphitheatre as a fortress, changing proprietors according to the fortunes of war, we will bring our readers to a stran^i^e scene that happened within its walls in the year 1332. '^' early six centuries have passed since the Coliseum rang with the deafening shout of a fascinated crowd of spectators. Many and strange the vicissitudes it has passed through since its last bloody entertainment. Through every century from its foundation, its history was entwined with the sorrows of the Roman people. Although it no longer echoed the plaintive sigh of the dying gladiator, yet many a wail of grief broke the soli- tude of its deserted seats. Its walls were smoked by fire, were shaken and destroyed in some places by the lightning of heaven, and disfigured in others by the im- plements of war. The wreck and ruin of every element of destruction that humbles man in the proudest of his works, had shorn the mighty amphitheatre of its magni- ficent details, leaving its rocky skeleton as a monument of genius and art, triumphant over savage and brutal force. Its reminiscences are gathering deeper interest as centuries roll on, and the ever-changing vicissitudes of time give its history a varied page. Strange and inte- resting is the scene that is now before us. Its dilapidated tiers are once more filled with thousands of people, the arena is again tinged with blood, and the deafening chorus of an excited crowd is echoed through the ruins of the fallen city. It would seem that the spirits of the old Eomans were permitted to leave the gloomy realms of Pluto, to revel for an hour in the great theatre that was THE COLISEVM IN THE MIDDLE AGES. 421 for many centuries the scene of their pleasure and their infamy. This extraordinary reunion in the Coliseum took place under the following circumstances : — During the abodes of the Popes at Avignon in the year 1305, Clement "V., endeavouring to quell the internal dis- sensions that robbed Rome of its peace, sent three Car- dinal Legates into Italy, and gave them power to act in his name for the peace of the people. It was during this administration that the Coliseuru was transferred to the Senate. Muratori, who mentions the circumstance, does not give the date of this transfer, but merely intimates that it was during the years 1328 and 1340. Just at this period a profound peace reigned in the city. The impious King Luis of Baniera had retreated to the north, and his Anti-pope, Nicholas II., was hooted and even stoned out of the city by the repentant Romans. A few years of sunshine and calm, so unusual in those centuries of poli- tical storms, gave the people an opportunity of indulging in some of the pastimes of peace. The senators wished to show their joy and gratitude for the munificent gift of the Coliseum, and determined to open the amphitheatre once more with some great spectacle for the people. A grand bull-fight — a species of cruel amusement which had become very popular in the southern countries of Europe at this time — was proposed to commemorate this great event. All the nobles of Italy were invited to take part in this entertainment, and for weeks and months previous preparations were made for the reunion. The Coliseum became the workshop of a thousand artisans j the sound of the mallet and the hammer has taken the place of the clanging of arms and trumpets, and the ribald songs of '1 Ji N'fl U I ii ; 483 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. soldiers. Temporary benches were erected on the mas- sive framework of brick and travertine, and the di^bris that had choked the passages and disfigured the arena were completely removed. All the preparations being finished, the day for the great entertainment was fixed for the 3rd of September, 1332. It was indeed a strange sight to see the Romans hasten- ing enthusiastically to the long-forgotten pagan amuse- ments of their city. All business was suspended, and thousands of gay si^ht-seers poured in from the neighbour- ing towns and villages. Early after daybreak the crowd commenced to gather round the old amphitheatre. The noble ladies of the city came in three parties — all in full dress, and led by three beautiful and wealthy princes, unanimously elected by the different groups. We can agreeably fancy ourselves standing in the old arena, and see the ever-increasing tide of gay colours and gayer faces pouring into the benches. We have often stood in imagi- nation in the same spot, whilst recording in these pages the scenes of the first centuries. Now we miss, indeed, the strong giant frame of the ancient Eomans, and the dazzling gold and jewelled dais of the Emperor's seat ; there is no gorgeous velarium to stay the rays of the scorching sun, and disperse them in soft mellow tints ; the podium is no longer glittering with the wealth of the Empire ; the senators are few, and the graceful toga has disappeared ; no vestal virgins or lying augurs lend contrast to the colours by the peculiarities of their dress, and impart a religious solemnity by their presence to the amusements of impiety. The banners of the noble families float over the arena, and represent the ruling powers of the fallen Empire, for in these days every no- THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE AQES. 423 blcman was a king in his own fortress. Yet the people are peaceable and orderly, the ear is not offended by hor- rible blasphemies against the true Qod, no obscenities and shameful immoralities beguile the time of the wait- ing crowd ; the demon of paganism no longer sat on the imperial throne. This was the first, but will not be the last, Christian gathering within the walls of the Coliseum. Those who were to engage in the combat against the bulls were all, without exception, the sons of noblemen. We find amongst them names of families still flourishing amongst the aristocracy of Italy. The young men were dressed in the richest colours, and each bore a motto on his fore- head ; this was generally some short sentence expressing virtue and courage, and culled from remarkable events in the past history of the city. We will give from Muratori a few of the most interesting and beautiful. They were called out by lot, and the first to appear in the arena, amid the deafening greetings of the crowd, was Galeotto Malatesta, of Rimini. He was dressed entirely in green, carried in his hand a naked sword of ancient shape, and on a cap of iron he had these words '^ I alone am like Hor- ace ! " Then came Cicco della Valle, dressed half black, and half white, and from a scimitar-like sword there hung a purple ribbon with these words in gold " I am Eneas for Lavinia ! " Mezzo Astalli was clothed entirely in black, because he was in mourning for his wife, and his motto was " Thus disconsolate do I live ! " Young Caflferello was dressed in a lion's skin, and had for motto " Who is stronger than 11" The son of Messer Lodovico della Palenta, from Ra- venna, clothed in red and gold, bore on his forehead " If I die covered with blood, sweet death ! " Savello di 424 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM, •J m i m l\ '■fl ^•!^i « < Anagni, all yellow, wit?i motto " Let every one beware of the folly of love." Cecco Conti had a beautiful dresa of the colour of silver, and these words "Thus is faith white." Pietro Cappocci, dressed in the colour of the carnation flower, had these words round his neck " I am the slave of the Eoman Lucretia ;" meaning that he [was the slave of chastity, personified in the chaste Lucretia of ancient Eome. There were three of the Colonna family, who were the most powerful in Borne at this time, being in possession of the Capitol ; they were dressed in white and green, and their mottoes were tinged with pride on account of their power. The eldest had " If I fall, ye who look on me will also fall," intimating that they were the honour and support of the city ; the second had " So much the greater so much the stronger ; " and the third " Sor- rowful but powerful." Thus about fifty noblemen, young, healthy, and beauti- ful, bounded into the arena, all exquisitely dressed ; the sun sparkled from burnished swords and jewelled buckles; the colours of the rainbow mingled together in every va- riety of contrast, giving brilliancy to the ecene. But this .amusement had a tragic end, perfectly in keeping with the blood-stained history of the Coliseum. Many of the young men dressed so gaily are but a few moments from a terrible death and eternity ; before the sun set on that day of cruel sport, many a wail of sorrow rent the warm air. The scene reminds us of a pleasure party caught in the rapids of Niagara. Amidst dancing and music and the blinding joys of intemperance, they recklessly turn the boat's head to the rapids, hoping to rescue themselves before the terrible fall, but too late ; the oars are power- THE COLISEUM IN THE MIDDLE AGES. 426 less ; the helm disobeys ; one moment, and they are whirl- ing over the seething mass and hurled into the abyss. In the wild folly of youthful vanity those noble young men built castles of valour, and easy conquests over the infu- riated bulls ; they relied too much on their agility, the sharpness of their swords, and the strength of their arms. During the day's amusement, eighteen of the flower of the Italian nobility were ^lain and nine wounded. As may be imagined, bull-fighting met with no further encouragement in the eternal city. For a few hours of brutal amusement, noble houses were deprived of their support, and heirs and families were cast into mourning and gloom ; that day became a sad anniversary in the calendar of many a mother, wife or betrothed one. The games were to last several days, but the fatal consequences of the first sufiiciently cooled the public ardour ; in- stead of pouring again delighted crowds to the Coliseum, as the old Romans were wont to do, they went in mourn- ing and sorrow to the Church of St. John Lateran, to assist at the obsequies of the fallen young men. Their mangled bodies were laid in the same tomb in the nave of the Basilica, where they have been now sleeping for five centuries, uncared for and unknown ; pilgrims from every land under the sun tread thoughtlessly on the mosaic pavement that covers their forgotten tomb ; they wake not for the loud peals of the organ and choir that ring through the majestic aisles of this maternal Basilica ; they await the music of the trumpets of the last day. ' t, li CHAPTER XXV. OTHER REMARKABLE EVENTS. 'WO centuries of silence have rolled over the Coli- seum since the fatal events narrated in the last chapter. Sixteen hundred years had now left the traces of their passage on its crumbling walls. It was, however, comparatively perfect when man came to the assistance of time to destroy the noble ruin. For half a century, all the power of the lever, the crane, and the buffalo, were employed to drag its immense boulders of travertine from their rocky bed. We have said silence hung over the mighty ruin, but we mean the silence of history, and the absence of countless crowds yelling with frantic joy • yet there was the clear-ringing sound of the stone-cutter's hammer ; there was the creaking of the ponderous cranes, lifting huge masses of stone, and the ff^ell-known cry of the buffalo-driver calling his beasts by lame, and forcing them by the steel goad to drag away who rifled marble travertine of the last and greatest nonument of ancient Home. Not only the masses which were loosened and had fallen to decay, but an immense quantity of the intact building was quarried away to em- bellish the city, that has arisen on the very d4bris of the mighty Rome of the past. OTHER REMARKABLE EVENTS. 427 »ver the Coli- i in the last . now left the tils. It was, came to the . For half a •ane, and the B boulders of e said silence ;he silence of yelling with sound of the Mng of the ne, and the is beasts by drag away |and greatest asses which an immense away to em- \ii,hris of the Some historians have endeavoured to brand the authors of this spoliation with the guilt of sacrilege ; and Gibbon, speaking of the Coliseum, says : " Of whose ruin, the nephews of Paul III. have been the guilty agents, and every traveller who views the Farnese Palace, may curse the sacrilege and luxury of these upstart princes." Perhaps if those who helped to ruin the Coliseum had not been princes of the Church, the criticism might have been less severe. It must also be remembered that the Farnese Pal- ace was erected from the designs of Sangallo, under the immediate direction of Michael Angelo, and is uni- versally admitted to be one of the finest palaces in Rome, perhaps in the world. , Whilst its magnificence and artistic perfection give rise to expressions of wonder and delight, enough of the Coliseum remains to tell its own tale of splendour and immensity. Not only the Farnese, but the Cancelleria, St. Mark's, and the fronts of several churches in the city, were supplied with material from the amphitheatre \ and the gigantic proportions of this splendid ruin may be gathered from the fact, that modern Rome owes the magnificence and solidity of its architecture to that spoliation, which is scarcely missed from the immense pile itself. The material remaining, after the plunder of the amphitheatre, has been estimated at a value of five millions of crowns (£1,000,000). It is certain, however, that all antiquaries, and the lovers of ancient architecture in particular, must condemn the ruthless plunder and spoliation which left the majestic ruin in its present state. Whatever excuse may be allowed for the Pauls and their nephews (as Gibbon sarcastically calls them), for the removal of even the loose and separated materials, nothing can be urged in 42d THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. i i justification of their immediate successors, who quarried the travertine from the intact building itself. It is uncer- tain at what precise period the Roman Government put a stop to this demolition ; most probably the ruin was taken under the paternal protection of the Popes, during the reign of the sainted Pius V., in 1565 ; certainly, from this time, it was held in the highest veneration by both government and people, and although in after times it served the public weal as a hospital or a manufactory, it was no longer plundered by luxurious princes. Under Sixtus V. (A.D. 1585), the Coliseum underwent another change. No city was ever more indebted to its sovereign than was Rome to this great Pope. Whilst churches and convents and bridges sprang up on every side, the crumbling ruins of the ancient city were sup- ported and protected by walls of modern masonry. The prostrate obelisks were raised on suitable pedestals in the public squares, and works of art were dug from the earth to ornament and increase the attraction of the museums, which, under his care, were becoming the richest in the world. This energetic PontiflF conceived the idea, that every ruin of the ancient city should be an ornament or a service to Christian Rome. The Coliseum was a favourite monument ; it received a double share of atten- tion. For some time he thought how it could be made to serve his poor people, preserving it, at the same time, even in its ruinous state, as a noble memento of the past. He at length conceived the idea of converting it into a woollen manufactory, in order to give employment and a home to the poor. The fertile genius of Fontana soon designed this castle of papal munificence ; thousands of poor artisans were employed ; some portions of the ruin OTHER REMARKABLE EVENTS. 429 verging towards the arena were removed as impeding the plan ; workshops and comfortable apartments were to rise, magic-like, over the podium of the old amphitheatre, and the dried-up aqueducts were repaired and cleaned out to bring fresh springs from the Campagna, to supply the fountains that were to play in the arena. The sum of twenty-five thousand crowns (£5000) had already been spent on the works, when death took away the enterpris- ing Pontiff. The stupendous scheme sank with him to the grave ; the works were abandoned, and a few brick walls remained to tell of the enterprise and philanthropy of Sixtus V. The celebrated Mabillon has Stiid : " Vixisset Sixtus V. et Amphitheatrum, stupendum illud opus inte- gratum nunc haberemus" (Had Sixtus V. lived, we should now have the amphitheatre, that stupendous work, entire). Clement XL (in 1700) finding it had become a place of refuge for thieves and assassins, closed up the entrances to the lower arches, and established in the interior a saltpetre manufactory. This, which also failed like the works of Sixtus, was the last attempt to secularise the ruins of the Coliseum. Whilst the vicissitudes of spoliation in one reign, and of preservation in another, were passing over the great building that had survived both friends and foes, there was always a deep feeling of respect and veneration, in the heart of the people, for the spot which had been sanctified by the blood of so many martyrs. Through every century there were holy souls who loved to pass hours in prayer in its consecrated arena. And long before it was entirely handed over to the service of the cross, it h^d witnessed some of the most solemn and sacred func- 430 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I' ji W t jr tions of the Church. Although we have no positive docu- ments to prove the fact, we have no doubt that for many ^ears during the middle ages, the holy sacrifice was celebrated in its safe and commodious arches. After the devastation of the Goths, and the centuries of internal wars that rolled over the ill-fated city, the churches had fallen to decay, and many of them were dangerous and unsafe for use. Is it to be wondered at, under these circumstances, that the Coliseum should be used as a vast temple in which the clean oblation of the altar should be offered to the Most High 1 Many smaller churches sprang up around it. Cencius Camerarius mentions a few which have long since disappeared. There was the " Holy Saviour of the Roto of the Coliseum^'' the " Holy Saviour De Insula et Coliseo" and the " Forty Martyrs of the Coliseum."* There is a vague tradition of an ancient monastery having been perched in the corridors of the second tier. Some poor religious sisters had fled to the solitude of its desolate arches, like doves who build their nests in the abandoned eyry of vultures. The sweet and measured music of their sacred canticles echoed harmoniously through the mighty ruin, and formed a strange contrast with the fiendish shouts of other days. Here also took place a species of sacred performance very popular with our ancestors. These were the mystery plays of the middle ages ; and the life-like representation of the Passion on Good Friday was particularly remark- able. On a large and open stage, stretched towards the Coelian Hill, the whole scene of the Passion and death of * I have not found the Acts of these martyrs.— Author. ij U : OTHER REMARKABLE EVENTS. 431 our blessed Lord was represented ; every person mentioned in the Sacred Scripture was faithfully portrayed. Thou- sands poured in to see these representations ; they con- tinued with the permission and sanction of the spiritual authorities of the city until the reign of Paul III. Truly the representation of the sufferings of Christ never had a more suitable theatre than this Calvary of His disciples. Bacci, in his Life of St. Philip Neri, relates of this great father that he had from his childhood a great devotion to the martyrs. Hence he passed whole nights in prayer in the Catacombs of St. Sebastian. He often repaired to the Coliseum, to honour the martyrs who suffered i:a its arenf^ On one occasion, when wrapt in prayer in the arena, the demon appeared to him in an immodest sTiape, and endeavoured to distract and tempt him ; but the saint had recourse to God, and the evil spirit was obliged to ieave him to finish his devotions in peace. Ijo. extraordinary circumstance is related of one of tlfe disciples of St. Ignatius in the life of that father, by Maffei (Book iii., chap. ix.). Almighty God was pleased to try the infant institution just founded by St. Ignatius ; this, however, was the surest sign of His favour and benediction. It happened that the house of the pro- fessed fathers was reduced to such distress that they had barely the necessaries of life. John Cruccio, who was a colleague of the saint and procurator of the house, wus a humble soul of exalted virtue, and with the permission of the venerable founder, he went to St. John's Lateran to pray to Almighty God for relief for the Order. On returning home he passed through the Coliseum. He was met in the arena by a stranger, who handed him a purse with a hundred crowns (£20), and immediately 432 THE MARTYRS OF THE COLISEUM. I disappeared. The astonished procurator hastened to tell St. Ignatius of the unexpected gift ; the saint did not seem the lei.^t surprised, but, kneeling down, thanked God who had deigned to hear their prayers. It is said of this same St. Ignatius that he had great devotion to the martyrs of the Coliseum. In the life of St. Camillus de Lellis, a contemporary of St. Philip Neri, and founder of the Order of Regular Clerics for ministerins to the Sick, we find anothei extraordinary fa.oir ,: iWed at the Coliseum. When Camillus was p, yooBg; and eloquent verses of the immortal dead, make the reader forget the shortcomings of the pen that now closes its labours of love. I do remember me, that in my youtli, When I was wandering upon such a night, I stood within tbe Coliseum's wall, 'Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees that grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the star Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watch-dog bayed beyond the Tiber ; and More near, from out the Caesars' palace, cam« The owl's long cry, and interruptedly. Of distant sentinels, the fitful song 446 THE MARTYRS OF THB COLISEUM, f sit! ' 11: I* Began and died on the gentle wind. Some cypresses beyond the time-worn beach Appeared to skirt the horizon, yet they stood Within a bowshot. Where the Caesars dwelt, And dwell the tuneless birds of night, amidst A grove which springs through levelled battlements. And twines its roots with the imperial hearths. Ivy usurps the laurel's place of growth; But the gladiator's bloody circus stands, A noble wreck in ruinous perfection ! While Ceesars' chambers and the Augustan halls Grovel on earth in indistinct decay ; And thou didst shine, thou rolling moon, upon All this, and cast a wide and tender light. Which softened down the hoar austerity Of rugged desolation, and filled up, As 'twere anew, the gaps of centuries, Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ; The dead but sceptered sovereigns who still rule Our spirits from their urns." , — Manfred, I stocl. one night, one rich Italian night, When the mcon's lamp was prodigal with light, Within that circus whose enormous range. Though rent and shattered by a life of changey Still stretches forth its undiminished span* Telling the weakness and the strength of man. In that vague hour which magnifios the great, When desolation seems most desolate, I thought not of the rushing crowds of yore, Who fillied with din the vasty corridor ! Those hunters of fiercb pleasure are swept by, And host on host has trampled where they lie. But where is he that stood so strong and bold| In his thick armour of enduring gold — III S (j;, THB CONCLUSION, 447 Whose massive form, irradiant aB the sun. Baptised the work his k1oi7 beamed upon With his own name, Colossal ?— From the day Has that sublime illusion slunk away. Leaving a blank, weed-matted pedestal Of his high place, the sole memorial ? And is this the miracle of imperial power, The chosen of his tutelage, hour by hour. Following hia doom, and Rome alive? Awake, Weak mother t orphaned as thou art, to take From fate this sordid boon of lengthened life, Of most unnatural life, which is not life As thou wert used to live. Oh ! rather stand By thy green waste, as on the palm-flecked sand. Old Tadmor, hiding not its death ;— a tomb. Haunted by sounds of life is none the less a tomb. Then from that picture of that wreck-strewn ground. Which the arch held in frame-work, slowly round I turned my eyes and fixed them, where was seen A long spare shadow, stretched across the green. The shadow of the crucifix — that stood A simple shape, of rude, uncarved wood, Kaising erect and firm its lowly head Amid that pomp of ruin, — amid the dead A sign of silent life ;— the mystery Of Home's immortal being was then made clear to me. THE END. I I ;f!i-f, M i',t V: m m SHORTLY WILL BE PUBLISHED: THE VICTIMS OF THE MAMERTINE, SCENES PROM THE EART-Y CHURCH ; By the Author of " The Martyrs of The Coliseum.** *:M RTINE, H; iseum.