examination of the provisions. The Mercenaries, whose
baggage was
lost, possessed scarcely enough for two days; and all the rest found
themselves destitute,--for they had been awaiting a convoy promised by
the villages of the South.
However, some bulls were roaming about, those which the Carthaginians
had loosed in the gorge to attract the Barbarians. They killed them
with lance thrusts and ate them, and when their stomachs were filled
their thoughts were less mournful.
The next day they slaughtered all the mules to the number of about
forty; then they scraped the skins, boiled the entrails, pounded the
bones, and did not yet
despair; the army from Tunis had no doubt been
warned, and was coming.
But on the evening of the fifth day their
hunger increased; they
gnawed their sword-belts, and the little sponges which bordered the
bottom of their helmets.
These forty thousand men were massed into the
species of hippodrome
formed by the mountain about them. Some remained in front of the
portcullis, or at the foot of the rocks; the rest covered the plain
confusedly. The strong shunned one another, and the timid sought out
the brave, who,
nevertheless, were
unable to save them.
To avoid
infection, the corpses of the velites had been speedily
buried; and the position of the graves was no longer visible.
All the Barbarians lay drooping on the ground. A
veteran would pass
between their lines here and there; and they would howl curses against
the Carthaginians, against Hamilcar, and against Matho, although he
was
innocent of their
disaster; but it seemed to them that their pains
would have been less if he had shared them. Then they groaned, and
some wept
softly like little children.
They came to the captains and
besought them to grant them something
that would alleviate their sufferings. The others made no reply; or,
seized with fury, would pick up a stone and fling it in their faces.
Several, in fact, carefully kept a reserve of food in a hole in the
ground--a few handfuls of dates, or a little meal; and they ate this
during the night, with their heads bent beneath their cloaks. Those
who had swords kept them naked in their hands, and the most suspicious
remained
standing with their backs against the mountain.
They accused their chiefs and threatened them. Autaritus was not
afraid of showing himself. With the Barbaric
obstinacy which nothing
could
discourage, he would advance twenty times a day to the rocks at
the bottom, hoping every time to find them
perchance displaced; and
swaying his heavy fur-covered shoulders, he reminded his companions of
a bear coming forth from its cave in
springtime to see whether the
snows are melted.
Spendius, surrounded by the Greeks, hid himself in one of the gaps; as
he was afraid, he caused a rumour of his death to be spread.
They were now hideously lean; their skin was overlaid with bluish
marblings. On the evening of the ninth day three Iberians died.
Their frightened companions left the spot. They were stripped, and the
white, naked bodies lay in the
sunshine on the sand.
Then the Garamantians began to prowl slowly round about them. They
were men accustomed to
existence in
solitude, and they reverenced no
god. At last the oldest of the band made a sign, and bending over the
corpses they cut strips from them with their
knives, then squatted
upon their heels and ate. The rest looked on from a distance; they
uttered cries of horror;--many,
nevertheless, being, at the bottom of
their souls,
jealous of such courage.
In the middle of the night some of these approached, and, dissembling
their
eagerness, asked for a small
mouthful, merely to try, they said.
Bolder ones came up; their number increased; there was soon a crowd.
But almost all of them let their hands fall on feeling the cold flesh
on the edge of their lips; others, on the
contrary, devoured it with
delight.
That they might be led away by example, they urged one another on
mutually. Such as had at first refused went to see the Garamantians,
and returned no more. They cooked the pieces on coals at the point of
the sword; they salted them with dust, and contended for the best
morsels. When nothing was left of the three corpses, their eyes ranged
over the whole plain to find others.
But were they not in possession of Carthaginians--twenty captives
taken in the last
encounter, whom no one had noticed up to the
present? These disappeared;
moreover, it was an act of vengeance.
Then, as they must live, as the taste for this food had become
developed, and as they were dying, they cut the throats of the water-
carriers, grooms, and all the serving-men belonging to the
Mercenaries. They killed some of them every day. Some ate much,
recovered strength, and were sad no more.