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And Cyrus learned all these things eagerly. When he saw a deer jump out, forgetting everything he had heard, he pursued it, seeing nothing else but where it was fleeing. Somehow, while he was leaping across, his horse fell onto its knees, and he almost went over its head; not, however, that he did not hold on with difficulty, and the horse stood back up. When he reached the plain, he threw his javelin and brought down the deer, a fine and large creature. He was overjoyed. But the guards rode up, scolded him, and told him into what danger he had come, and said they would report him to his grandfather. Cyrus stood there, having dismounted, and hearing these things he was distressed. But when he heard a noise, he jumped onto his horse, as if possessed. And when he saw a boar coming at him from the opposite direction, he drove straight at it, and with a well-aimed throw, struck it in the forehead and brought the boar down.
At this point, however, even his uncle scolded him, seeing his recklessness. But while his uncle was scolding him, he nevertheless begged him to allow him to bring in the animals he had caught and give them to his grandfather. They say his uncle replied, "But if he finds out that you were hunting, he will scold not only you but also me, because I allowed it." "Even if he wants to," Cyrus said, "let him whip me, once I have given them to him, and you too, if you wish, uncle," he said, "punish me however you want, but still, grant me this favor." And Cyaxares nevertheless finally said, "Do as you wish. For you now seem to be the king among us."