On the morrow Alexander was again brought up, together with Attalus, whom the governor, to please the people, had once more condemned to the beasts.

After they had both suffered in the amphitheatre all the torments that could be devised, they were put to the sword.

Alexander uttered not a complaint, not a word; he had the air of one who was talking inwardly with God.

Attalus, seated on an iron seat, and waiting for the fire to consume his body, said, in Latin, to the people, 'See what ye are doing; it is in truth devouring men; as for us, we devour not men, and we do no evil at all.' He was asked what was the name of God: 'God,' said he, 'is not like us mortals; He hath no name.' "After all these martyrs, on the last day of the shows, Blandina was again brought up, together with a young lad, named Ponticus, about fifteen years old.

They had been brought up every day before that they might see the tortures of their brethren.