Famous Stories Retold: Story 27 of 50
Runaway Slave: Androclus was a runaway slave who took refuge in a cave, where he encountered a lion with a thorn in its paw.
Reunion in the Arena: Later, Androclus was captured and thrown into the arena with a lion, which turned out to be the same lion he had helped.
A good book we like, we explorers. That is our best amusement, and our best time killer
- Roald Amundsen, Explorer
Dive into a tale from the folds of ancient Rome, a narrative resplendent with courage and compassion. The saga of a desperate slave, Androclus, and a suffering lion unfolds against a backdrop of a merciless society, reminding us of the profound power of empathy. The twists and turns of their journey together, from a desolate cave to the heart of Rome, will leave you in awe. By the end of this recital, you'll have discovered a unique bond of friendship that transcended species and challenged the norms of a brutal era. Prepare to be moved by this remarkable story of survival and loyalty.
In the heart of ancient Rome, the tale of Androclus begins under the harsh reality of slavery. Androclus, a poor slave, finds himself enduring the tyranny of his cruel master day in and day out. However, the human spirit yearns for freedom, and thus, Androclus decides to escape his bondage. His flight leads him to the wilderness, a place much kinder than the life he left behind. In the cold darkness of the wilderness, he finds a cave - a sanctuary where he could lay low and seek refuge from his pursuers.
The wilderness, though kinder than his former life, is not without its dangers. One such danger roars its way into Androclus' newfound sanctuary - a lion. Initially, terror grips Androclus as he comes face to face with the beast. However, observation reveals that the lion is not an enemy, but a creature in pain. A large thorn is lodged in the lion's paw, causing it visible distress. The sight of the animal in pain moves Androclus, and he decides that fear will not hold him back from helping another being in need.
Steeling himself, Androclus approaches the lion. With careful hands and a compassionate heart, he manages to remove the thorn from the lion's paw. The relief on the lion's face is evident, and in that moment, a unique bond is formed between them. The lion’s gratitude transforms into affection and soon, Androclus finds himself with an unlikely ally. This act of kindness, of compassion, proves to be the foundation of a friendship that withstands the trials of time and circumstance.
In the vast wilderness, Androclus and the lion had formed a bond that transcended the boundaries of species. It was a charming period of harmony and mutual assistance, a heartwarming dance of survival and companionship. The lion, with its brute strength and natural hunting abilities, supplied both himself and Androclus with food, while Androclus provided the gentle touch of caring companionship, a reminder to the lion that not all humans are enemies. They were a unique duo that defied the laws of nature, proving that compassion and understanding could bridge the gap between two vastly different creatures.
The tranquility and peace of their life in the wilderness were shattered when Roman soldiers discovered Androclus. He was captured and brought back to Rome, ripped away from his life of relative freedom and his newfound friend. His destiny was cruel - he was to be thrown into the deadly arena, forced to fight a lion as a form of entertainment for the blood-thirsty crowd. Little did he know that fate had an ironic twist in store for him.
The day of the spectacle arrived and the crowd waited with bated breath as the gates of the arena opened and a huge lion emerged. Androclus, standing in the center of the arena, was ready to meet his unfortunate end. But as the lion approached him, instead of attacking, the lion greeted him with a warm, familiar roar. The spectators were astounded as Androclus explained their shared history. Touched by the story of their friendship, the crowd demanded that both Androclus and the lion be set free. This reunion of the slave and the lion marked a moment of liberation and victory, a triumph of friendship and compassion over cruelty and bloodshed.
The fable of Androclus and the Lion is a timeless testament to the power of empathy and friendship. It demonstrates that even in a harsh world, kindness can breed unexpected alliances and shift destiny's course. Through their shared journey, Androclus and the lion redefine courage and loyalty, challenging societal norms and inspiring awe. In the end, they are liberated not by might, but by the strength of their unique bond, a story that continues to captivate and inspire, reminding us of the undying power of compassion and camaraderie. A truly heartwarming tale of survival and friendship from the annals of ancient Rome.
In Rome there was once a poor slave whose name was Androclus. His master was a cruel man, and so unkind to him that at last Androclus ran away.
He hid himself in a wild wood for many days; but there was no food to be found, and he grew so weak and sick that he thought he should die. So one day he crept into a cave and lay down, and soon he was fast asleep.
After a while a great noise woke him up. A lion had come into the cave, and was roaring loudly. Androclus was very much afraid, for he felt sure that the beast would kill him. Soon, however, he saw that the lion was not angry, but that he limped as though his foot hurt him.
Then Androclus grew so bold that he took hold of the lion's lame paw to see what was the matter. The lion stood quite still, and rubbed his head against the man's shoulder. He seemed to say,—
"I know that you will help me."
Androclus lifted the paw from the ground, and saw that it was a long, sharp thorn which hurt the lion so much. He took the end of the thorn in his fingers; then he gave a strong, quick pull, and out it came. The lion was full of joy. He jumped about like a dog, and licked the hands and feet of his new friend.
Androclus was not at all afraid after this; and when night came, he and the lion lay down and slept side by side.
For a long time, the lion brought food to Androclus every day; and the two became such good friends, that Androclus found his new life a very happy one.
One day some soldiers who were passing through the wood found Androclus in the cave. They knew who he was, and so took him back to Rome.
It was the law at that time that every slave who ran away from his master should be made to fight a hungry lion. So a fierce lion was shut up for a while without food, and a time was set for the fight.
When the day came, thousands of people crowded to see the sport. They went to such places at that time very much as people nowadays go to see a circus show or a game of baseball.
The door opened, and poor Androclus was brought in. He was almost dead with fear, for the roars of the lion could already be heard. He looked up, and saw that there was no pity in the thousands of faces around him.
Then the hungry lion rushed in. With a single bound he reached the poor slave. Androclus gave a great cry, not of fear, but of gladness. It was his old friend, the lion of the cave.
The people, who had expected to see the man killed by the lion, were filled with wonder. They saw Androclus put his arms around the lion's neck; they saw the lion lie down at his feet, and lick them lovingly; they saw the great beast rub his head against the slave's face as though he wanted to be petted. They could not understand what it all meant.
After a while they asked Androclus to tell them about it. So he stood up before them, and, with his arm around the lion's neck, told how he and the beast had lived together in the cave.
"I am a man," he said; "but no man has ever befriended me. This poor lion alone has been kind to me; and we love each other as brothers."
The people were not so bad that they could be cruel to the poor slave now. "Live and be free!" they cried. "Live and be free!"
Others cried, "Let the lion go free too! Give both of them their liberty!"
And so Androclus was set free, and the lion was given to him for his own. And they lived together in Rome for many years.