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
"Your feelings, which prompt you to depreciate the very laudable
sentiment which you so forcibly expressed, and of which I could not
withhold my approval, are only natural; they could not be otherwise,
yet do not alter the case. I am glad the words were spoken in my
presence, and I shall remember them because they were yours," he
gallantly responded.
The prince was deeply and favorably impressed with the artlessness and
womanly bearing of his young friend, and had circumstances permitted
him to follow the lead of the thoughts which at that moment filled his
mind he would certainly have studied to win her love. The affections
which held the heart of the boy for the little girl had not died out.
His hungry heart was quickly ablaze from the smouldering spark when
fanned by the coy and winsome smile of Itlza, but he would not, then,
situated as he was, build on a hope which in all probability could
never be realized; still, he made a mental resolve, should fortune
favor his cause, to claim the charming Itlza for his queen.
In the conversation which followed, the prince appreciating the danger
which menaced his peace of mind, and which he felt was already yielding
to the subtle influence of Itlza's presence, gave his attention more
closely to Teochma. The topics of conversation varied, but finally
reverted to the tzin. As they arose from their seats at the conclusion
of breakfast, the prince said:
"I have faith in your noble son, good Teochma, and believe he will yet
occupy a high place among the warriors of his people. Considering him a
born leader of men, I have entrusted my future interests to his hands
with a perfect confidence. If he should fail, it will be because he has
undertaken an impossibility. But, Teochma, good mother of my friend, do
not be discouraged; he will not fail."
"Your faith in my son is very gratifying. We will hope, with you, for
the best," she replied.
The prince retired to his room, where he sat long, meditating on the
possibilities of the future; and as the panoramic pages of fantasy
passed athwart his brain, a picture not unlike the laughing face of
Itlza beamed upon him from everyone.
The day passed in solitude to him. He would not risk exposure, and,
therefore, remained in close seclusion.
Night and darkness came at last, and soon after Oza made his
appearance.
At an early hour the fugitives took their departure from the villa.
When about to leave, the prince said, as a further encouragement to his
friends:
"Have courage, good Teochma." Then turning to Itlza, he continued with
a fervency he did not try to conceal: "And you, my boyhood's sweet
child friend, continue faithful to the cause for which, in golden
words, you have proven your devotion."
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