A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec EmpirePorter, James A.
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A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec Empire
Porter, James A.
Mexico -- History -- To 1519 -- Fiction
Their merchants, who were usually very wealthy, might better be termed
merchant traders. They were itinerant in character, and did a transient
business, moving through the country at the head of a caravan, composed
of _tamanes_ (burden-bearers) and an adequate guard for protection.
They visited the larger cities to be present at the weekly fairs,
market days, which were conducted on a colossal scale in the great
square, the city's tianguez. On these occasions, which occurred
regularly once a week (a week in the chronological reckoning of the
Anahuacans consisted of five days), every branch of industry was
represented separately in suitably arranged booths; and both great and
small, from far and near, were present to buy or sell, or more
frequently to exchange their produce and wares for needed articles of
consumption.
Here was an individual who talked persuasively of the superior finish
and beauty of his jewelry--it was not necessary to speak of its
genuineness, for spurious goods were presumably unknown to the natives;
a condition which no doubt existed, because of the unlimited supply of
genuine raw material, and, we may add further, owing to the severe
penalties prescribed for fraudulent impositions on the people. Another
no less glib talker exploited in appealing voice, and flourished his
flaunted featherwork before the eyes of the swarming multitude, all of
whom delighted in this beautiful but expensive luxury. Others--dealers
in sacred images and silver and earthenware, makers of furnishings and
apparel, and last, but not least, the farmer, with his products of the
soil, all bent on gathering in the cash, which consisted of quills of
gold dust, Ts of tin, and bags of cacao, a kind of money which
precluded the possibility of hoarding, leading us to conclude that no
misers had a place among the Anahuacans. Blessed money, that gave no
encouragement to the avaricious!
The tzin, to while away some of his unemployed time, which was
beginning to hang heavily on his hands, had come upon Tezcot's
_tianguez_, and stood silently observing the peculiarities and
movements of the people, gathered there from all the country around,
many of whom, like himself, were present out of curiosity, though the
purpose of nearly all, an army in numbers, appeared to be to trade,
buy, or sell.
While thus occupied in contemplating the wonders of the great fair and
its heterogeneous patrons, his attention was attracted by a pulling at
his mantle. Turning quickly to learn the cause, he stood face to face
with Oza, the prince's attendant.
"Oza!" he exclaimed. "Do I dream, or is it indeed you?"
"You do not dream, good master Euet. It is Oza."
"How is it, man, that you are here, and where is your master?" quickly
inquired the tzin, somewhat apprehensive.
"I would have much to tell you to answer your question," said Oza in
reply; and looking around upon the crowd, he added: "The people might
hear."
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