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extravagant　mirth　and　jollity；　and　when　the　darker　passions　find　a　vent　which　would　never　be　allowed　them　in　the　more　staid　and　sober　course　of　ordinary　life。　Such　outbursts　of　the　pent…up　forces　of　human　nature；　too　often　degenerating　into　wild　orgies　of　lust　and　crime；　occur　most　commonly　at　the　end　of　the　year；　and　are　frequently　associated；　as　I　have　had　occasion　to　point　out；　with　one　or　other　of　the　agricultural　seasons；　especially　with　the　time　of　sowing　or　of　harvest。　Now；　of　all　these　periods　of　license　the　one　which　is　best　known　and　which　in　modern　language　has　given　its　name　to　the　rest；　is　the　Saturnalia。　This　famous　festival　fell　in　December；　the　last　month　of　the　Roman　year；　and　was　popularly　supposed　to　commemorate　the　merry　reign　of　Saturn；　the　god　of　sowing　and　of　husbandry；　who　lived　on　earth　long　ago　as　a　righteous　and　beneficent　king　of　Italy；　drew　the　rude　and　scattered　dwellers　on　the　mountains　together；　taught　them　to　till　the　ground；　gave　them　laws；　and　ruled　in　peace。　His　reign　was　the　fabled　Golden　Age：　the　earth　brought　forth　abundantly：　no　sound　of　war　or　discord　troubled　the　happy　world：　no　baleful　love　of　lucre　worked　like　poison　in　the　blood　of　the　industrious　and　contented　peasantry。　Slavery　and　private　property　were　alike　unknown：　all　men　had　all　things　in　common。　At　last　the　good　god；　the　kindly　king；　vanished　suddenly；　but　his　memory　was　cherished　to　distant　ages；　shrines　were　reared　in　his　honour；　and　many　hills　and　high　places　in　Italy　bore　his　name。　Yet　the　bright　tradition　of　his　reign　was　crossed　by　a　dark　shadow：　his　altars　are　said　to　have　been　stained　with　the　blood　of　human　victims；　for　whom　a　more　merciful　age　afterwards　substituted　effigies。　Of　this　gloomy　side　of　the　god's　religion　there　is　little　or　no　trace　in　the　descriptions　which　ancient　writers　have　left　us　of　the　Saturnalia。　Feasting　and　revelry　and　all　the　mad　pursuit　of　pleasure　are　the　features　that　seem　to　have　especially　marked　this　carnival　of　antiquity；　as　it　went　on　for　seven　days　in　the　streets　and　public　squares　and　houses　of　ancient　Rome　from　the　seventeenth　to　the　twenty…third　of　December。

But　no　feature　of　the　festival　is　more　remarkable；　nothing　in　it　seems　to　have　struck　the　ancients　themselves　more　than　the　license　granted　to　slaves　at　this　time。　The　distinction　between　the　free　and　the　servile　classes　was　temporarily　abolished。　The　slave　might　rail　at　his　master；　intoxicate　himself　like　his　betters；　sit　down　at　table　with　them；　and　not　even　a　word　of　reproof　would　be　administered　to　him　for　conduct　which　at　any　other　season　might　have　been　punished　with　stripes；　imprisonment；　or　death。　Nay；　more；　masters　actually　changed　places　with　their　slaves　and　waited　on　them　at　table；　and　not　till　the　serf　had　done　eating　and　drinking　was　the　board　cleared　and　dinner　set　for　his　master。　So　far　was　this　inversion　of　ranks　carried；　that　each　household　became　for　a　time　a　mimic　republic　in　which　the　high　offices　of　state　were　discharged　by　the　slaves；　who　gave　their　orders　and　laid　down　the　law　as　if　they　were　indeed　invested　with　all　the　dignity　of　the　consulship；　the　praetorship；　and　the　bench。　Like　the　pale　reflection　of　power　thus　accorded　to　bondsmen　at　the　Saturnalia　was　the　mock　kingship　for　which　freemen　cast　lots　at　the　same　season。　The　person　on　whom　the　lot　fell　enjoyed　the　title　of　king；　and　issued　commands　of　a　playful　and　ludicrous　nature　to　his　temporary　subjects。　One　of　them　he　might　order　to　mix　the　wine；　another　to　drink；　another　to　sing；　another　to　dance；　another　to　speak　in　his　own　dispraise；　another　to　carry　a　flute…girl　on　his　back　round　the　house。

Now；　when　we　remember　that　the　liberty　allowed　to　slaves　at　this　festive　season　was　supposed　to　be　an　imitation　of　the　state　of　society　in　Saturn's　time；　and　that　in　general　the　Saturnalia　passed　for　nothing　more　or　less　than　a　temporary　revival　or　restoration　of　the　reign　of　that　merry　monarch；　we　are　tempted　to　surmise　that　the　mock　king　who　presided　over　the　revels　may　have　originally　represented　Saturn　himself。　The　conjecture　is　strongly　confirmed；　if　not　established；　by　a　very　curious　and　interesting　account　of　the　way　in　which　the　Saturnalia　was　celebrated　by　the　Roman　soldiers　stationed　on　the　Danube　in　the　reign　of　Maximian　and　Diocletian。　The　account　is　preserved　in　a　narrative　of　the　martyrdom　of　St。　Dasius；　which　was　unearthed　from　a　Greek　manuscript　in　the　Paris　library；　and　published　by　Professor　Franz　Cumont　of　Ghent。　Two　briefer　descriptions　of　the　event　and　of　the　custom　are　contained　in　manuscripts　at　Milan　and　Berlin；　one　of　them　had　already　seen　the　light　in　an　obscure　volume　printed　at　Urbino　in　1727；　but　its　importance　for　the　history　of　the　Roman　religion；　both　ancient　and　modern；　appears　to　have　been　overlooked　until　Professor　Cumont　drew　the　attention　of　scholars　to　all　three　narratives　by　publishing　them　together　some　years　ago。　According　to　these　narratives；　which　have　all　the　appearance　of　being　authentic；　and　of　which　the　longest　is　probably　based　on　official　documents；　the　Roman　soldiers　at　Durostorum　in　Lower　Moesia　celebrated　the　Saturnalia　year　by　year　in　the　following　manner。　Thirty　days　before　the　festival　they　chose　by　lot　from　amongst　themselves　a　young　and　handsome　man；　who　was　then　clothed　in　royal　attire　to　resemble　Saturn。　Thus　arrayed　and　attended　by　a　multitude　of　soldiers　he　went　about　in　public　with　full　license　to　indulge　his　passions　and　to　taste　of　every　pleasure；　however　base　and　shameful。　But　if　his　reign　was　merry；　it　was　short　and　ended　tragically；　for　when　the　thirty　days　were　up　and　the　festival　of　Saturn　had　come；　he　cut　his　own　throat　on　the　altar　of　the　god　whom　he　personated。　In　the　year　A。D。　303　the　lot　fell　upon　the　Christian　soldier　Dasius；　but　he　refused　to　play　the　part　of　the　heathen　god　and　soil　his　last　days　by　debauchery。　The　threats　and　arguments　of　his　commanding　officer　Bassus　failed　to　shake　his　constancy；　and　accordingly　he　was　beheaded；　as　the　Christian　martyrologist　records　with　minute　accuracy；　at　Durostorum　by　the　soldier　John　on　Friday　the　twentieth　day　of　November；　being　the　twenty…fourth　day　of　the　moon；　at　the　fourth　hour。

Since　this　narrative　was　published　by　Professor　Cumont；　its　historical　character；　which　had　been　doubted　or　denied；　has　received　strong　confirmation　from　an　interesting　discovery。　In　the　crypt　of　the　cathedral　which　crowns　the　promontory　of　Ancona　there　is　preserved；　among　other　remarkable　antiquities；　a　white　marble　sarcophagus　bearing　a　Greek　inscription；　in　characters　of　the　age　of　Justinian；　to　the　following　effect：　Here　lies　the　holy　martyr　Dasius；　brought　from　Durostorum。　The　sarcophagus　was　transferred　to　the　crypt　of　the　cathedral　in　1848　from　the　church　of　San　Pellegrino；　under　the　high　altar　of　which；　as　we　learn　from　a　Latin　inscription　let　into　the　masonry；　the　martyr's　bones　still　repose　with　those　of　two　other　saints。　How　long　the　sarcophagus　was　deposited　in　the　church　of　San　Pellegrino；　we　do　not　know；　but　it　is　recorded　to　have　been　there　in　the　year　1650。　We　may　suppose　that　the　saint's　relics　were　transferred　for　safety　to　Ancona　at　some　time　in　the　troubled　centuries　which　followed　his　martyrdom；　when　Moesia　was　occupied　and　ravaged　by　successive　hordes　of　barbarian　invaders。　At　all　events　it　appears　certain　from　the　independent　and　mutually　confirmatory　evidence　of　the　martyrology　and　the　monuments　that　Dasius　was　no　mythical　saint；　but　a　real　man；　who　suffered　death　for　his　faith　at　Durostorum　in　one　of　the　early　centuries　of　the　Christian　era。　Finding　the　narrative　of　the　nameless　martyrologist　thus　established　as　to　the　principal　fact　recorded；　namely；　the　martyrdom　of　St。　Dasius；　we　may　reasonably　accept　his　testimony　as　to　the　manner　and　cause　of　the　martyrdom；　all　the　more　because　his　narrative　is　precise；　circumstantial；　and　entirely　free　from　the　miraculous　element。　Accordingly　I　conclude　that　the　account　which　he　gives　of　the　celebration　of　the　Saturnalia　among　the　Roman　soldiers　is　trustworthy。

This　account　sets　in　a　new　and　lurid　light　the　office　of　the　King　of　the　Saturnalia；　the　ancient　Lord　of　Misrule；　who　presided　over　the　winter　revels　at　Rome　in　the　time　of　Horace　and　Tacitus。　It　seems　to　prove　that　his　business　had　not　always　been　that　of　a　mere　harlequin　or　merry…andrew　whose　only　care　was　that　the　revelry　should　run　high　and　the　fun　grow　fast　and　furious；　while　the　fire　blazed　and　crackled　on　the　hearth；　while　the　streets　swarmed　with　festive　crowds；　and　through　the　clear　frosty　air；　far　away　to　the　north；　Soracte　showed　his　coronal　of　snow。　When　we　compare　this　comic　monarch　of　the　gay；　the　civilised　metropolis　with　his　grim　counterpart　of　the　rude　camp　on　the　Danube；　and　when　we　remember　the　long　array　of　similar　figures；　ludicrous　yet　tragic；　who　in　other　ages　and　in　other　lands；　wearing　mock　crowns　and　wrapped　in　sceptred　palls；　have　played　their　little　pranks　for　a　few　brief　hours　or　days；　then　passed　before　their　time　to　a　violent　death；　we　can　hardly　doubt　that　in　the　King　of　the　Saturnalia　at　Rome；　as　he　is　depicted　by　classical　writers；　we　see　only　a　feeble　emasculated　copy　of　that　original；　whose　strong　features　have　been　fortunately　preserved　for　us　by　the　obscure　author　of　the　Martyrdom　of　St。　Dasius。　In　other　words；　the　martyrologist's　account　of　the　Saturnalia　agrees　so　closely　with　the　accounts　of　similar　rites　elsewhere　which　could　not　possibly　have　been　known　to　him；　that　the　substantial　accuracy　of　his　description　may　be　regarded　as　established；　and　further；　since　the　custom　of　putting　a　mock　king　to　death　as　a　representative　of　a　god　cannot　have　grown　out　of　a　practice　of　appointing　him　to　preside　over　a　holiday　revel；　whereas　the　reverse　may　very　well　have　happened；　we　are　justified　in　assuming　that　in　an　earlier　and　more　barbarous　age　it　was　the　universal　practice　in　ancient　Italy；　wherever　the　worship　of　Saturn　prevailed；　to　choose　a　man　who　played　the　part　and　enjoyed　all　the　traditionary　privileges　of　Saturn　for　a　season；　and　then　died；　whether　by　his　own　or　another's　hand；　whether　by　the　knife　or　the　fire　or　on　the　gallows…tree；　in　the　character　of　the　good　god　who　gave　his　life　for　the　world。　In　Rome　itself　and　other　great　towns　the　growth　of　civilisation　had　probably　mitigated　this　cruel　custom