sgus; while some say that Deukalion and Pyrrha
after founding the temple at Dodona lived there in the country of the
Molossians. In later times Neoptolemus, the son of Achilles, brought
an army thither, obtained possession of the country, and founded a
dynasty of kings, who were named after him the sons of Pyrrhus: for
Pyrrhus was his own nickname as a child, and he also gave the name of
Pyrrhus to one of his children by his wife Lanassa, the daughter of
Kleodaeus, who was the son of Hyllus. From this period Achilles has
been honoured like a god in Epirus and is called Aspetus in the
dialect of the country. After the earliest kings, the dynasty sunk
into barbarism, and ceased to attract attention from its weakness and
obscurity. Of those of later days, Tharrhypas was the first of those
who made himself famous. He adopted the customs and letters of Greece,
and gave just laws to his country. Tharrhypas was the father of
Alketas, who was the father of Arybas, who married Troas and by her
became the father of AEakides. This man married Phthia the daughter of
Menon of Thessaly, who had gained great distinction in the Lamian war,
and who yielded in reputation to no one except to Leosthenes himself.
By Phthia AEakides had two daughters, Deidameia and Troas, and one son,
Pyrrhus.
II. When the Molossians revolted, drove out their king AEakides, and
invited back the children of Neoptolemus to the kingdom, the friends
of AEakides were seized and put to death, but Androkleides and Angelus
stole away Pyrrhus, who was still an infant and was being searched for
by his enemies. They took with them some wet nurses for the child and
some few other servants, but finding their flight impeded by them,
they entrusted the child to Androkleion, Hippias, and Neander, strong
and trusty young men, bidding them hurry on with what speed they
might, and get to Megara, a fort belonging to the Macedonians, while
they themselves, partly by entreaties and partly by fighting, managed
to delay the pursuers till late in the evening. The enemy, after
making their way through these men with some difficulty, pursued those
who were carrying off Pyrrhus. The sun had now set, and the fugitives
had begun to hope that they would soon be safe, when they were filled
with despair by meeting with the river which runs past the fort, a
wild torrent which they found it impossible to cross, as the stream
was swollen with recent rains, and appeared all the more terrible
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