In their retreat they carried off all the livestock for miles from the country between Captain Amanassar and the city, stripping the poor peasants of everything, and herding the young men into the city while leaving the children and the old people to live as best they might.
Mr. Hampton made a trip to Captain Amanassar’s camp, into which the stricken country people from the devastated districts were making their way, and on his return reported many pitiable sights. The rebel leader’s assurance that the fall of Athensi, in view of the two disasters to the arms of its defenders, was inevitable, caused the American to decide to stay.
He was moved by more than an explorer’s interest, moreover. Deeply stirred by the ideals of these young Athensians, sons of a semi-savage race dating from the dawn of time, who were resolved to redeem their country from the rule of the Oligarchs who so long had held it in thrall, he felt that his engineering experience would be valuable in the final siege of the city and that later his knowledge of world affairs would be worth much to Captain Amanassar when the latter and his compatriots came to the point of opening communication with the outside world.
Week by week the lines about Athensi grew tighter, with every sally of the Janissaries repulsed. Reports from friends within the city, where the revolutionists had many adherents, continued to reach the rebel camp, and all were to the effect that famine was beginning to raise its head amid the crowded population.
That great numbers of his countrymen should be starved to death or die of plague, for sickness also broke out in Athensi, was not Captain Amanassar’s object. On several occasions, he made overtures to the Oligarchs looking to the surrender of the city on terms which would spare their lives, but these were all rejected. The rulers of the priest clan could not bring themselves to a realization that at last the power they had exercised through uncounted centuries was seriously threatened, and seemed bent on involving all in ruin rather than continue to live shorn of power. To storm Athensi was an impossibility for Captain Amanassar’s numerous but ill-equipped army, and apparently the only thing to do was to play a waiting game.
Such a course, however, was repugnant to the rebel leader, whose heart bled for the miseries of the cooped-up population, and he sought by every known method of appeal to prevail on those residents who managed to steal out of Athensi and reach his camp, to bring about an uprising in the city which would open its gates to his forces.
At length, when the miseries of the city reached a point too great to be borne any longer, his arguments prevailed. A half dozen of his stoutest-hearted aides entered Athensi with a drove of lean cattle, announcing boldly they had been burned out by the rebels and came to the city for shelter. They disappeared amid the city warrens after being admitted at the great gate, and then scattered to rouse the city to fever pitch.
That night the Janissaries, going to change guard on the walls, were attacked as they passed through the streets, and were driven back to the shelter of the Inner City. The guard at the great gate was surprised and overcome, and the gates opened to admit a force of picked warriors from the rebel ranks, who had stolen up under cover of darkness.
The Janissaries posted on the walls in the vicinity of the gate were overcome, although fighting desperately, and before help could reach them from other parts of the walls, the main force of the rebels, which had moved up by forced marches, entered the city.
Many of the Janissaries were cut down as they fell back to the Inner City, where their heartless comrades refused to open the gates to admit them lest the rebels also force their way in.