There was a certain freedman, who, an old man, ran about the streets in a morning fasting, with his hands washed, and prayed thus:" Snatch me alone from death"( adding some solemn vow)," me alone, for it is an easy matter for the gods:" this man was sound in both his ears and eyes; but his master, when he sold him, would except his understanding, unless he were fond of law- suits. This crowd too Chrysippus places in the fruitful family of Menenius. 