Beric the Briton

Beric the Briton

BERIC THE BRITON G. A. HENTY CHAPTER I: A HOSTAGE "It is a fair sight." "It may be a fair sight in a Roman's eyes Beric but nought could be fouler to those of a Briton. To me every one of those blocks of brick and stone weighs down and helps to hold in bondage this land of ours; while that temple they have dared to rear to their gods in celebration of their having conquered Britain is an insult and a lie. We are not conquered yet as they will some day know to their cost. We are silent we wait but we do not admit that we are conquered." "I agree with you there. We have never fairly tried our strength against them. These wretched divisions have always prevented our making an effort to gather; Cassivelaunus and some of the Kentish tribes alone opposed them at their first landing and he was betrayed and abandoned by the tribes on the north of the Thames. It has been the same thing ever since. We fight piecemeal; and while the Romans hurl their whole strength against one tribe the others look on with folded hands. Who aided the Trinobantes when the Romans defeated them and established themselves on that hill? No one. They will eat Britain up bit by bit." "Then you like them no better for having lived among them Beric?" "I like them more but I fear them more. One cannot be four years among them as I was without seeing that in many respects we might copy them with advantage. They are a great people. Compare their splendid mansions and their regular orderly life their manners and their ways with our rough huts and our feasts ending as often as not with quarrels and brawls. Look at their arts their power of turning stone into lifelike figures and above all the way in which they can transfer their thoughts to white leaves so that others many many years hence can read them and know all that was passing and what men thought and did in the long bygone. Truly it is marvellous." "You are half Romanized Beric" his companion said roughly. "I think not" the other said quietly; "I should be worse than a fool had I lived as I have done a hostage among them for four years without seeing that there is much to admire much that we could imitate with advantage in their life and ways; but there is no reason because they are wiser and far more polished and in many respects a greater people than we that they should come here to be our masters. These things are desirable but they are as nothing to freedom. I have said that I like them more for being among them. I like them more for many reasons. They are grave and courteous in their manner to each other; they obey their own laws; every man has his rights; and while all yield obedience to their superiors the superiors respect the rights of those below them. The highest among them cannot touch the property or the life of the lowest in rank. All this seems to me excellent; but then on the other hand my blood boils in my veins at the contempt in which they hold us; at their greed their rapacity their brutality their denial to us of all rights. In their eyes we are but savages but wild men who may be useful for tilling the ground for them but who if troublesome should be hunted down and slain like wild beasts. I admire them for what they can do; I respect them for their power and learning; but I hate them as our oppressors." "That is better Beric much better. I had begun to fear that the grand houses and the splendour of these Romans might have sapped your patriotism. I hate them all; I hate changes; I would live as we have always lived." "But you forget Boduoc that we ourselves have not been standing still. Though our long past forefathers when they crossed from Gaul wave after wave were rude warriors we have been learning ever since from Gaul as the Gauls have learned from the Romans and the Romans themselves admit that we have advanced greatly since the days when under their Caesar they first landed here. Look at the town on the hill there. Though 'tis Roman now 'tis not changed so much from what it was under that great king Cunobeline while his people had knowledge of many things of which we and the other tribes of the Iceni knew nothing." "What good did it do them?" the other asked scornfully; "they lie prostrate under the Roman yoke. It was easy to destroy their towns while we who have few towns to destroy live comparatively free. Look across at Camalodunum Cunobeline's capital. Where are the men who built the houses who dressed in soft garments who aped the Romans and who regarded us as well nigh savage men? Gone every one of them; hewn down on their own hearthstones or thrust out with their wives and families to wander homeless--is there one left of them in yonder town? Their houses they were so proud of their cultivated fields their wealth of all kinds has been seized by the Romans. Did they fight any better for their Roman fashions? Not they; the kingdom of Cunobeline from the Thames to the western sea fell to pieces at a touch and it was only among the wild Silures that Caractacus was able to make any great resistance." "But we did no better Boduoc; Ostorius crushed us as easily as Claudius crushed the Trinobantes. It is no use our setting ourselves against change. All that you urge against the Trinobantes and the tribes of Kent the Silures might urge with equal force against us. You must remember that we were like them not so many ages back. The intercourse of the Gauls with us on this eastern sea coast and with the Kentish tribes has changed us greatly. We are no longer like the western tribes mere hunters living in shelters of boughs and roaming the forests. Our dress with our long mantles our loose vests and trousers differs as widely from that of these western tribes as it does from the Romans. We live in towns and if our houses are rude they are solid. We no longer depend solely on the chase but till the ground and have our herds of cattle. I daresay there were many of our ancestors who set themselves as much against the Gaulish customs as you do against those of the Romans; but we adopted them and benefited by them and though I would exult in seeing the last Roman driven from our land I should like after their departure to see us adopt what is good and orderly and decent in their customs and laws." Beric's companion growled a malediction upon everything Roman. "There is one thing certain" he said after a pause "either they must go altogether not only here but everywhere--they must learn as our ancestors taught them at their two first invasions that it is hopeless to conquer Britain--or they will end by being absolute masters of the island and we shall be their servants and slaves." "That is true enough" Beric agreed; "but to conquer we must be united and not only united but steadfast. Of course I have learned much of them while I have been with them. I have come to speak their language and have listened to their talk. It is not only the Romans who are here whom we have to defeat it is those who will come after them. The power of Rome is great; how great we cannot tell but it is wonderful and almost inconceivable. They have spread over vast countries reducing peoples everywhere under their dominion. I have seen what they call maps showing the world as far as they know it and well nigh all has been conquered by them; but the farther away from Rome the more difficulty have they in holding what they have conquered. "That is our hope here; we are very far from Rome. They may send army after army against us but in time they will get weary of the loss and expense when there is so little to gain and as after their first invasions a long time elapsed before they again troubled us so in the end they may abandon a useless enterprise. Even now the Romans grumble at what they call their exile but they are obstinate and tenacious and to rid our land of them for good it would be necessary for us not only to be united among ourselves when we rise against them but to remain so and to oppose with our whole force the fresh armies they will bring against us. "You know how great the difficulties will be Boduoc; we want one great leader whom all the tribes will follow just as all the Roman legions obey one general; and what chance is there of such a man arising--a man so great so wise so brave that all the tribes of Britain will lay aside their enmities and jealousies and submit themselves to his absolute guidance?" "If we wait for that Beric we may wait for ever" Boduoc said in a sombre tone "at any rate it is not while we are tranquil under the Roman heel that such a man could show himself. If he is to come to the front it must be in the day of battle. Then possibly one chief may rise so high above his fellows that all may recognize his merits and agree to follow him." "That is so" Beric agreed; "but is it possible that even the greatest hero should find support from all? Cassivelaunus was betrayed by the Trinobantes. Who could have united the tribes more than the sons of Cunobeline who reigned over well nigh all Britain and who was a great king ruling wisely and well and doing all in his power to raise and advance the people; and yet when the hour came the kingdom broke up into pieces. Veric the chief of the Cantii went to Rome and invited the invader to aid him against his rivals at home and not a man of the Iceni or the Brigantes marched to the aid of Caractacus and Togodamnus. What wonder then that these were defeated. Worse than all when Caractacus was driven a fugitive to hide among the Brigantes did not their queen Cartismandua hand him over to the Romans? Where can we hope to find a leader more fitted to unite us than was Caractacus the son of the king whom we all at least recognized and paid tribute to; a prince who had learned wisdom from a wise father a warrior enterprising bold and indomitable--a true patriot? "If Caractacus could not unite us what hope is there of finding another who would do so? Moreover our position is far worse now than it was ten years ago. The Belgae and Dumnonii in the southwest have been crushed after thirty battles; the Dobuni in the centre have been defeated and garrisoned; the Silures have set an example to us all inflicting many defeats on the Romans; but their power has at last been broken. The Brigantes and ourselves have both been heavily struck as we deserved Boduoc for standing aloof from Caractacus at first. Thus the task of shaking off the Roman bonds is far more difficult now than it was when Plautius landed here twenty years ago. Well it is time for me to be going on. Won't you come with me Boduoc?" "Not I Beric; I never want to enter their town again save with a sword in one hand and a torch in the other. It enrages me to see the airs of superiority they give themselves. They scarce seem even to see us as we walk in their streets; and as to the soldiers as they stride along with helmet and shield my fingers itch to meet them in the forest. No; I promised to walk so far with you but I go no farther. How long will you be there?" "Two hours at most I should say." "The sun is halfway down Beric; I will wait for you till it touches that hill over there. Till then you will find me sitting by the first tree at the spot where we left the forest." Beric nodded and walked on towards the town. The lad for he was not yet sixteen was the son of Parta the chieftainess of one of the divisions of the great tribe of the Iceni who occupied the tract of country now known as Suffolk Norfolk Cambridge and Huntingdon. This tribe had yielded but a nominal allegiance to Cunobeline and had held aloof during the struggle between Caractacus and the Romans but when the latter had attempted to establish forts in their country they had taken up arms. Ostorius Scapula the Roman proprietor had marched against them and defeated them with great slaughter and they had submitted to the Roman authority. The Sarci the division of the tribe to which Beric belonged had taken a leading part in the rising and his father had fallen in the defence of their intrenchments. Among the British tribes the women ranked with the men and even when married the wife was often the acknowledged chief of the tribe. Parta had held an equal authority with her husband and at his death remained sole head of the subtribe and in order to ensure its obedience in the future Ostorius had insisted that her only son Beric at that time a boy of eleven should be handed over to them as a hostage. Had Parta consulted her own wishes she would have retired with a few followers to the swamps and fens of the country to the north rather than surrender her son but the Brigantes who inhabited Lincolnshire and who ranged over the whole of the north of Britain as far as Northumberland had also received a defeat at the hands of the Romans and might not improbably hand her over upon their demand. She therefore resigned herself to let Beric go. "My son" she said "I need not tell you not to let them Romanize you. You have been brought up to hate them. Your father has fallen before their weapons half your tribe have been slain your country lies under their feet. I will not wrong you then by fearing for a moment that they can make a Roman of you. "You have been brought up to lie upon the bare ground to suffer fatigue and hardship hunger and thirst and the rich food and splendid houses and soft raiment of the Romans should have no attraction for you. I know not how long your imprisonment among them may last. For the present I have little hope of another rising; but should I see a prospect of anything like unity among our people I will send Boduoc with a message to you to hold yourself in readiness to escape when you receive the signal that the time has come. Till then employ your mind in gaining what good you may by your residence among them; there must be some advantage in their methods of warfare which has enabled the people of one city to conquer the world. "It is not their strength for they are but pigmies to us. We stand a full head above them and even we women are stronger than Roman soldiers and yet they defeat us. Learn then their language throw your whole mind into that at first then study their military discipline and their laws. It must be the last as much as their discipline that has made them rulers over so vast an empire. Find out if you can the secret of their rule and study the training by which their soldiers move and fight as if bound together by a cord forming massive walls against which we break ourselves in vain. Heed not their arts pay no attention to their luxuries these did Cunobeline no good and did not for a day delay the destruction that fell upon his kingdom. What we need is first a knowledge of their military tactics so that we may drive them from the land; secondly a knowledge of their laws that we may rule ourselves wisely after they have gone. What there is good in the rest may come in time. "However kind they may be to you bear always in mind that you are but a prisoner among the oppressors of your country and that though for reasons of policy they may treat you well yet that they mercilessly despoil and ill treat your countrymen. Remember too Beric that the Britons now that Caractacus has been sent a prisoner to Rome need a leader one who is not only brave and valiant in the fight but who can teach the people how to march to victory and can order and rule them well afterwards. We are part of one of our greatest tribes and from among us if anywhere such a leader should come. "I have great hopes of you Beric. I know that you are brave for single handed you slew with an arrow a great wolf the other day; but bravery is common to all I do not think that there is a coward in the tribe. I believe you are intelligent. I consulted the old Druid in the forest last week and he prophesied a high destiny for you; and when the messenger brought the Roman summons for me to deliver you up as a hostage it seemed to me that this was of all things the one that would fit you best for future rule. I am not ambitious for you Beric. It would be nought to me if you were king of all the Britons. It is of our country that I think. We need a great leader and my prayer to the gods is that one may be found. If you should be the man so much the better; but if not let it be another. Comport yourself among them independently as one who will some day be chief of a British tribe but be not sullen or obstinate. Mix freely with them learn their language gather what are the laws under which they live see how they build those wonderful houses of theirs watch the soldiers at their exercises so that when you return among us you can train the Sarci to fight in a similar manner. Keep the one purpose always in your mind. Exercise your muscles daily for among us no man can lead who is not as strong and as brave as the best who follow him. Bear yourself so that you shall be in good favour with all men." Beric had to the best of his power carried out the instructions of his mother. It was the object of the Romans always to win over their adversaries if possible and the boy had no reason to complain of his treatment. He was placed in the charge of Caius Muro commander of a legion and a slave was at once appointed to teach him Latin. He took his meals with the scribe and steward of the household for Caius was of noble family of considerable wealth and his house was one of the finest in Camalodunum. He was a kindly and just man and much beloved by his troops. As soon as Beric had learned the language Caius ordered the scribe to teach him the elements of Roman law and a decurion was ordered to take him in hand and instruct him in arms. As Beric was alike eager to study and to exercise in arms he gained the approval of both his teachers. Julia the wife of Caius a kindly lady took a great fancy to the boy. "He will make a fine man Caius" she said one day when the boy was fourteen years old. "See how handsome and strong he is; why Scipio the son of the centurion Metellus is older by two years and yet he is less strong than this young Briton." "They are a fine race Julia though in disposition as fierce as wild cats and not to be trusted. But the lad is as you say strong and nimble. I marked him practising with the sword the other day against Lucinus who is a stout soldier and the man had as much as he could do to hold his own against him. I was surprised myself to see how well he wielded a sword of full weight and how active he was. The contest reminded me of a dog and a wild cat so nimble were the boy's springs and so fierce his attacks. Lucinus fairly lost his temper at last and I stopped the fight for although they fought with blunted weapons he might well have injured the lad badly with a downright cut and that would have meant trouble with the Iceni again." "He is intelligent too" Julia replied. "Sometimes I have him in while I am working with the two slave girls and he will stand for hours asking me questions about Rome and about our manners and customs." "One is never sure of these tamed wolves" Caius said; "sometimes they turn out valuable allies and assistants at other times they grow into formidable foes all the more dangerous for what they have learned of us. However do with him as you like Julia; a woman has a lighter hand than a man and you are more likely to tame him than we are. Cneius says that he is very eager to learn and has ever a book in his hand when not practising in arms." "What I like most in him" Julia said "is that he is very fond of our little Berenice. The child has taken to him wonderfully and of an afternoon when he has finished with Cneius she often goes out with him. Of course old Lucia goes with them. It is funny to hear them on a wet day when they cannot go out talking together --she telling him stories of Rome and of our kings and consuls and he telling her tales of hunting the wolf and wild boar and legends of his people who seem to have been always at war with someone." After Beric had resided for three years and a half at Camalodunum a great grief fell on the family of Caius Muro for the damp airs from the valley had long affected Julia and she gradually faded and died. Beric felt the loss very keenly for she had been uniformly kind to him. A year later Suetonius and the governor of the colony decided that as the Sarci had now been quiet for nearly five years and as Caius reported that their young chief seemed to have become thoroughly Romanized he was permitted to return to his tribe. The present was his first visit to the colony since he had left it four months before. His companion Boduoc was one of the tribesmen a young man six years his senior. He was related to his mother and had been his companion in his childish days teaching him woodcraft and to throw the javelin and use the sword. Together before Beric went as hostage they had wandered through the forest and hunted the wolf and wild boar and at that time Boduoc had stood in the relation of an elder brother to Beric. That relation had now much changed. Although Boduoc was a powerful young man and Beric but a sturdy stripling the former was little better than an untutored savage and he looked with great respect upon Beric both as his chief and as possessing knowledge that seemed to him to be amazing. Hating the Romans blindly he had trembled lest he should find Beric on his return completely Romanized. He had many times during the lad's stay at Camalodunum carried messages to him there from his mother and had sorrowfully shaken his head on his way back through the forest as he thought of his young chief's surroundings. Beric had partially adopted the Roman costume and to hear him talking and jesting in their own language to the occupants of the mansion whose grandeur and appointments filled Boduoc with an almost superstitious fear was terrible to him. However his loyalty to Beric prevented him from breathing a word in the tribe as to his fears and he was delighted to find the young chief return home in British garb and to discover that although his views of the Romans differed widely from his own he was still British at heart and held firmly the opinion that the only hope for the freedom of Britain was the entire expulsion of the invaders. He was gratified to find that Beric had become by no means what he considered effeminate. He was built strongly and massively as might be expected from such parents and was of the true British type that had so surprised the Romans at their first coming among them possessing great height and muscular power together with an activity promoted by constant exercise. ...