CHAPTER I
THE LADY ROMA
Long, long years ago, Troy, one of the great cities in Asia
Minor, was taken by the Greeks.
Many mighty Trojans had defended their city well, and among them all none had fought more bravely than the prince Æneas.
But when Æneas saw that the Greeks had set fire to the city, he fled, carrying, it is said, his father on his shoulders, and grasping by the hand his son Ascanius.
Moreover, so precious to him was the sacred image of the goddess Pallas, that he saved it from the burning city.
The gods, pleased with his reverence, helped him in his flight by building a ship. So when Æneas reached the sea he at once embarked in it, with his followers and their wives, and sailed away to seek for a new land in which to build a new city.
As the Trojans sailed they saw a bright star shining above them. Day and night the star was always to be seen, showing the seafarers the direction in which to steer.
At length the Trojans reached the western shore of Italy, and here, at a town called Latium, they disembarked.
The women were weary of the sea, and no sooner had they landed than they began to wonder how they could persuade their husbands to journey no farther, but to settle in the pleasant country which they had reached.
