against the Retiarii, who fought without armour, and
whose weapons were a casting-net and a trident.
These, and other species of fighters, were drilled
and fed in “families” by Lanistae; or
regular trainers, who let them out to persons wishing
to exhibit a show. Women, even high-born ladies,
had been seized in former times with the madness of
fighting, and, as shameless as cruel, had gone down
into the arena to delight with their own wounds and
their own gore the eyes of the Roman people.
And these things were done, and done too often, under
the auspices of the gods, and at their most sacred
festivals. So deliberate and organized a system
of wholesale butchery has never perhaps existed on
this earth before or since, not even in the worship
of those Mexican gods whose idols Cortez and his soldiers
found fed with human hearts, and the walls of their
temples crusted with human gore. Gradually the
spirit of the Gospel had been triumphing over this
abomination. Ever since the time of Tertullian,
in the second century, Christian preachers and writers
had lifted up their voice in the name of humanity.
Towards the end of the third century, the Emperors
themselves had so far yielded to the voice of reason,
as to forbid by edicts the gladiatorial fights.
But the public opinion of the mob in most of the
great cities had been too strong both for saints and
for emperors. St.
Augustine himself tells us
of the horrible joy which he, in his youth, had seen
come over the vast ring of flushed faces at these
horrid sights; and in Arsenius’s own time, his
miserable pupil, the weak Honorius, bethought himself
of celebrating once more the heathen festival of the
Secular Games, and formally to allow therein an exhibition
of gladiators. But in the midst of that show
sprang down into the arena of the Colosseum of Rome
an unknown monk, some said from Nitria, some from Phrygia,
and with his own hands parted the combatants in the
name of Christ and God. The mob, baulked for
a moment of their pleasure, sprang on him, and stoned
him to death. But the crime was followed by a
sudden revulsion of feeling. By an edict of the
Emperor the gladiatorial sports were forbidden for
ever; and the Colosseum, thenceforth useless, crumbled
slowly away into that vast ruin which remains unto
this day, purified, as men well said, from the blood
of tens of thousands, by the blood of one true and
noble martyr.
THE HERMITS OF ASIA
The impulse which, given by Antony, had been propagated
in Asia by his great pupil, Hilarion, spread rapidly
far and wide. Hermits took possession of the
highest peaks of Sinai; and driven from thence, so
tradition tells, by fear of those mysterious noises
which still haunt its cliffs, settled at that sheltered
spot where now stands the convent of St. Catharine.
Massacred again and again by the wild Arab tribes,
their places were filled up by fresh hermits, and
their spiritual descendants hold the convent to this
day.
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