Actaeon was the son of Aristaeus and Autonoë, and a grandson of Cadmus the founder of Thebes. He was a great hunter, trained by the Centaur Chiron, and he had a famous pack of fifty hounds with which he ranged the mountains of Boeotia. One day, hot from the pursuit of a stag, he came at noon to a hidden glen at the foot of Mount Cithaeron, where there was a clear pool overhung with ferns; and there, by ill chance, he saw the goddess Artemis bathing with her nymphs.
It was no fault of his — he was simply hunting in his own country, at the height of the day, when his feet brought him to the place; he had not sought to spy upon the goddess, and indeed he started back when he saw her. But Artemis was a virgin and a goddess, and the sight of her body by mortal eyes could not be permitted. There was no time for explanation. The goddess threw water in his face, and as the drops struck him, antlers sprouted from his forehead, his neck lengthened, his arms became forelegs ending in hooves, his skin took the spots of a deer; and the man Actaeon was gone, and a stag stood in his place.
His own hounds, scenting the deer where their master had been a moment before, gave chase. He fled, but they overtook him; and he could not call them off, for he had lost the power of human speech. They tore him to pieces upon the mountainside, while his fellow huntsmen shouted in the distance, calling for Actaeon to come and see the splendid kill. Only Chiron afterward, hearing the news, made an image of him in stone, which his hounds (still grieving for their master) might be brought to, that they might know him again.



