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BATTLEFIELD OF ISSUS 455<br />

standstill by the tradition, and left wondering how<br />

the simple tale arose, and yet are conscious of being<br />

pleased with it ; for it gives colour and interest to<br />

the road, and is in keeping with similar artless stories<br />

belonging to this old land.<br />

At Jonah's Pillars I was at the southern end of the<br />

Plain of Issus. And there I saw that my quest of<br />

the battlefield was no small labour, and that he who<br />

would thresh this matter out could do so neither in<br />

one day nor in two. The mountains retired more<br />

from the sea, the plain opencvd out a little and went<br />

northward for many miles. I had to confess as I<br />

stood looking hence up the shore that the battlefield<br />

was still to be found, and that I was disinclined to<br />

search for it longer. But of this I felt sure : wherever<br />

the site, it lay not more than six miles beyond Jonah's<br />

Pillars. That would give the Macedonians a march<br />

from Beilan exceeding twenty-five miles ; and on top<br />

of it would be the distance they had already covered<br />

immediately before countermarching.<br />

Great marchers<br />

they might be, but they bore the heavy armour and<br />

weapons of the phalanx, and each man his loot, and<br />

some provision of food and drink as well. As they<br />

plodded slowly northward past the site of Jonah's<br />

Pillars during the early forenoon of the day of battle,<br />

I warrant them weary men and good for little farther<br />

without rest and refreshment.<br />

I returned to Alexandretta when the day was<br />

growing late, and in the low light of sunset the<br />

south - going wall of Amanus appeared as a foreshortened<br />

succession of violet spurs and precipices.<br />

Before them lay the Mediterranean, ocean-blue and<br />

still as a pool, showing an idle sail or two far out.<br />

On its seaward point of plain across the bay the town<br />

stood as a line of white buildings and low roofs, with<br />

a hint of date-palms here and there against the sky.<br />

In the brooding repose of the scene was something<br />

which recalled the past, and at the same time<br />

prompted the mind to speculations upon events to<br />

come—as though mountains and sea were holdmg

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