came over ten thousand more men from Corinth, to settle in Sicily, and to till the soil and make it yield corn and fruit again.
But the foes from Africa did not readily yield. They sent over a large army in twelve hundred vessels, and some seventy thousand men, with engines to batter city walls, were preparing to conquer the island. Terror seized many Sicilians. Only about five thousand footmen and about one thousand horsemen remained steadfast. Timoleon was not daunted. He led his small army toward a river where he heard the Punic foes were encamped. As he climbed a hill with his troops, he met some mules loaded with parsley.
"A bad sign," murmured the men; "for do we not place parsley on the tombs of the dead?"
"A good sign," cried their leader; "for do we not place crowns of parsley on the heads of those who win races and wrestling-matches?"
Thereupon he made himself a chaplet or wreath of parsley, and crowned his own head.
The river and the marshes that lay about it were at first clad in a thick mist. As the Corinthians paused to take breath on the hilltop after their hard climb, the sun came out and cleared the mist. The enemy were crossing the river. First were seen chariots, each drawn by four horses. Then marched ten thousand warriors carrying white shields, and their helmets were of brass and
