boat in their possession, promising them freedom from all exactions
and hard treatment, and offering good pay to those who would render
assistance to the army in the passage. Hannibal's offers were accepted
without hesitation. That the army, which could, had it chosen, have
taken all their boats by force and impressed their labour, should offer
to pay liberally for both, filled them with admiration, and they were,
moreover, only too glad to aid this formidable army of strangers to pass
out of their country.
The dwellers upon the Rhone at this period carried on an extensive
commerce, not only with the tribes of the upper river, but with
Marseilles and the ports of Spain and Northern Italy, consequently a
large number of vessels and barges of considerable tonnage were at once
obtained.
To add to the means of transport the whole army were set to work, and,
assisted by the natives, the soldiers cut down trees, and, hollowing
them out roughly, formed canoes capable of carrying two or three men.
So industriously did the troops work that in two days enough canoes
were made to carry the army across the river; but there was still the
opposition of the natives to be overcome, and when the canoes were
finished Hannibal ordered Hanno, one of his best generals, to start with
a division at nightfall up the bank of the river.
Hanno marched five miles, when he found a spot where the river was
smooth and favourable for the passage. The troops set to at once to
cut trees; rafts were formed of these, and the troops passed over. The
Spanish corps, accustomed to the passage of rivers, simply stripped, and
putting their broad shields of hides beneath them, passed the river by
swimming. Once across Hanno gave his men twenty-four hours' rest, and
then, calculating that Hannibal's preparations would be complete, he
marched down the river until he reached a hill, whose summit was visible
from Hannibal's camp at daybreak. Upon this he lit a signal fire.
The moment the smoke was seen in the camp Hannibal gave orders for the
troops to embark. The light infantry took to their little canoes, the
cavalry embarked in the larger vessels, and, as these were insufficient
to carry all the horses, a great many of the animals were made to enter
the river attached by ropes to the vessels. The heavier craft started
highest up, in order that they might to some extent break the roughness
of the waves and facilitate the passage of the canoes.
The din was prodigious. Thousands of men tugged at the oars, the roughly
made canoes were dashed against each other and often upset, while from
the opposite bank rose loudly the defiant yells of the natives, prepared
to dispute to the last the landing of the flotilla. Suddenly these cries
assumed a different character. A mass of smoke was seen to rise from the
tents of the enemy's camp, and Hanno's division poured down upon their
rear. The Arecomici, taken wholly by surprise, were seized with a panic,
and fled hastily in all directions, leaving the bank clear for the
landing of Hannibal. The whole of the army were brought across at once
and encamped that night on the river.
In the morning Hannibal sent off five hundred Numidian horse to
reconnoitre the river below, and ascertain what Scipio's army, which was
known to have landed at its mouth, was doing. He then assembled his army
and introduced to them some chiefs of the tribes beyond the Alps, who
had a day or two before arrived in the camp with the agents he had
sent to their country. They harangued the soldiers, an interpreter
translating their speeches, and assured them of the welcome they
would meet in the rich and fertile country beyond the Alps, and of the
alacrity with which the people there would join them against the Romans.
Hannibal himself then addressed the soldiers, pointed out to them that
they had already accomplished by far the greatest part of their journey,
had overcome every obstacle, and that there now remained but a few
days' passage over the mountains, and that Italy, the goal of all their
endeavours, would then lie before them.
The soldiers replied with enthusiastic shouts, and Hannibal, after
offering up prayers to the gods on behalf of the army, dismissed the
soldiers, and told them to prepare to start on the following day. Soon
after the assembly had broken up the Numidian horse returned in great
confusion, closely pressed by the Roman cavalry, who had been sent by
Scipio to ascertain Hannibal's position and course. The hostile cavalry
had charged each other with fury. A hundred and forty of the Romans and
two hundred of the Numidians were slain.
Hannibal saw that there was no time to be lost. The next morning, at
daybreak, the whole of his cavalry were posted to the south to cover the
movements of the army and to check the Roman advance. The infantry were
then set in motion up the bank of the river and Hannibal, with a small
party, remained behind to watch the passage of the elephants, which had
not yet been brought across.
The elephants had not been trained to take to the water, and the
operation was an extremely difficult one. Very strong and massive rafts
were joined together until they extended two hundred feet into the
river, being kept in their place by cables fastened to trees on the bank
above them. At the end of this floating pier was placed another raft
of immense size, capable of carrying four elephants at a time. A thick
covering of earth was laid over the whole, and on this turf was placed.
The elephants were then led forward.
So solid was the construction that they advanced upon it without
hesitation. When four had taken their place on the great raft at the
end, the fastenings which secured it to the rest of the structure were
cut, and a large number of boats and barges filled with rowers began to
tow the raft across the river. The elephants were seized with terror at
finding themselves afoot, but seeing no way of escape remained trembling
in the centre of the raft until they reached the other side. When it was
safely across, the raft and towing boats returned, and the operation was
repeated until all the elephants were over.
Some of the animals, however, were so terrified that they flung
themselves from the rafts into the river and made their way to shore,
keeping their probosces above the surface of the water. The Indians who
directed them were, however, all swept away and drowned. As soon as the
elephants were all across Hannibal called in his cavalry, and with them
and the elephants followed the army.
The Romans did not arrive at the spot until three days after the
Carthaginians had left. Scipio was greatly astonished when he found that
Hannibal had marched north, as he believed that the Alps were impassable
for an army, and had reckoned that Hannibal would certainly march down
the river and follow the seashore. Finding that the Carthaginians had
left he marched his army down to his ships again, re-embarked them, and
sailed for Genoa, intending to oppose Hannibal as he issued from the
defiles of the Alps, in the event of his succeeding in making the
passage.
Four days' march up the Rhone brought Hannibal to the point where the
Isere runs into that river. He crossed it, and with his army entered the
region called by Polybius "The Island," although the designation is an
incorrect one, for while the Rhone flows along one side of the triangle
and the Isere on the other, the base is formed not by a third river, but
by a portion of the Alpine chain.
Malchus and his band had been among the first to push off from the
shore when the army began to cross the Rhone. Malchus was in a roughly
constructed canoe, which was paddled by Nessus and another of his men.
Like most of the other canoes, their craft soon became waterlogged,
for the rapid and angry current of the river, broken and agitated by so
large a number of boats, splashed over the sides of the clumsy canoes,
which were but a few inches above the water. The buoyancy of the wood
was sufficient to float them even when full, but they paddled slowly and
heavily.
The confusion was prodigious. The greater part of the men, unaccustomed
to rowing, had little control over their boats. Collisions were
frequent, and numbers of the boats were upset and their occupants
drowned. The canoe which carried Malchus was making fair progress, but,
to his vexation, was no longer in the front line. He was urging the
paddlers to exert themselves to the utmost, when Nessus gave a sudden
cry.
A horse which had broken loose from its fastenings behind one of the
barges was swimming down, frightened and confused at the din. It was
within a few feet of them when Nessus perceived it, and in another
moment it struck the canoe broadside with its chest. The boat rolled
over at once, throwing its occupants into the water. Malchus grasped the
canoe as it upset, for he would instantly have sunk from the weight of
his armour. Nessus a moment later appeared by his side.
"I will go to the other side, my lord," he said, "that will keep the
tree from turning over again."
He dived under the canoe, and came up on the opposite side, and giving
Malchus his hand across it, there was no longer any fear of the log
rolling over. The other rower did not reappear above the surface.
Malchus shouted in vain to some of the passing boats to pick him up, but
all were so absorbed in their efforts to advance and their eagerness to
engage the enemy that none paid attention to Malchus or the others in
like plight. Besides, it seemed probable that all, if they stuck to
their canoes, would presently gain one bank or other of the river.
Malchus, too, had started rather low down, and he was therefore soon out
of the flotilla.
The boat was nearly in midstream when the accident happened.
"The first thing to do," Malchus said when he saw that there was no
chance of their being picked up, "is to rid myself of my armour. I can
do nothing with it on, and if the tree turns over I shall go down like
a stone. First of all, Nessus, do you unloose your sword belt. I will
do the same. If we fasten them together they are long enough to go round
the canoe, and if we take off our helmets and pass the belts through the
chin chains they will, with our swords, hang safely."
This was with some difficulty accomplished.
"Now," Malchus continued, "let us make our way to the stern of the
canoe. I will place my hand on the tree there, and do you unfasten the
shoulder and waist straps of my breast and backpieces. I cannot do it
myself."
This was also accomplished, and the two pieces of armour laid on the
tree. They were now free to look round. The rapid stream had already
taken them half a mile below the point where the army were crossing, and
they were now entering a spot where the river was broken up by islands,
and raced along its pent up channel with greater velocity than before,
its surface broken with short angry waves, which rendered it difficult
for them to retain their hold of the tree.
For a time they strove by swimming to give the canoe an impetus towards
one bank or the other; but their efforts were vain. Sometimes they
thought they were about to succeed, and then an eddy would take the boat
and carry it into the middle of the stream again.
"It is useless, Nessus," Malchus said at last. "We are only wearing
ourselves out, and our efforts are of no avail whatever. We must be
content to drift down the river until our good luck throws us into some
eddy which may carry us near one bank or the other."
It was a long time, indeed, before that stroke of fortune befell them,
and they were many miles down the river before the current took them
near the eastern bank at a point where a sharp curve of the river threw
the force of the current over in that direction; but although they were
carried to within a few yards of the shore, so numbed and exhausted
were they by their long immersion in the cold water that it was with
the greatest difficulty that they could give the canoe a sufficient
impulsion to carry it to the bank.
At last, however, their feet touched the bottom, and they struggled to
shore, carrying with them the arms and armour; then, letting the canoe
drift away again, they crawled up the bank, and threw themselves down,
utterly exhausted. It was some time before either of them spoke. Then
Malchus said:
"We had best strip off our clothes and wring them as well as we can;
after that they will soon dry on us. We have no means of drying them
here, so we must lie down among some bushes to shelter us from this
bitter wind which blows from the mountains."
The clothes were wrung until the last drop was extracted from them and
then put on again. They were still damp and cold, but Malchus and his
companion had been accustomed to be drenched to the skin, and thought
nothing of this. They were still too exhausted, however, to walk
briskly, and therefore lay down among some thick bushes until they
should feel equal to setting out on the long tramp to rejoin their
companions. After lying for a couple of hours Malchus rose to his feet,
and issuing from the bushes looked round. He had resumed his armour
and sword. As he stepped out a sudden shout arose, and he saw within a
hundred yards of him a body of natives some hundred strong approaching.
They had already caught sight of him.
"Nessus," he exclaimed, without looking round, "lie still. I am seen,
and shall be taken in a minute. It is hopeless for me to try to escape.
You will do me more good by remaining hid and trying to free me from
their hands afterwards."
So saying, and without drawing his sword, Malchus quietly advanced
towards the natives, who were rushing down towards him with loud shouts.
Flight or resistance would be, as he had at once seen, hopeless, and it
was only by present submission he could hope to save his life.
The natives were a portion of the force which had opposed Hannibal's
landing, and had already killed several Carthaginians who had, like