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CHAPTER XII.
PLATÆA AND MYCALE.
"A day of onsets of despair!
Dashed on every rocky square,
Their surging charges foamed themselves away.
Last the Prussian trumpet blew;
Through the long-tormented air
Heaven flashed a sudden jubilant ray,
And down we swept, and charged, and overthrew."
—Tennyson: "Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington."
Dashed on every rocky square,
Their surging charges foamed themselves away.
Last the Prussian trumpet blew;
Through the long-tormented air
Heaven flashed a sudden jubilant ray,
And down we swept, and charged, and overthrew."
—Tennyson: "Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington."
The concluding act of the great historical drama opens with the spring of B.C. 479. Mardonius has come south from Thessaly, and is gleaning in Athens whatever the spoiler, Xerxes, had left. The Athenians are again in their island-asylum of Salamis. The Spartans are marching on the Isthmus of Corinth, under the command of Pausanias, who had succeeded his father Cleombrotus in the regency and the guardianship of the young son of Leonidas, who did not live to reign. After a demonstration towards Megara, where he hoped to cut off the advanced-guard of the allies, Mardonius proceeded into the Theban territory, where he constructed a vast fortified camp on the bank of the river Asopus. A general ad-
