At the Bend of the River. 83 



Antonine tamed, for a space at least, the wild tribes 

 of the hills. No further clue to their history remains. 

 No other hint of their victory or defeat. No word to 

 tell whether their dark Armenian captain passed in 

 safety through the perils of the war, or whether, on 

 some hill-top near, his ashes lie — 



1 Heaped over with a mound of grass, 

 Two handfuls of white dust shut in an urn of brass.' 



6—2 



