A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec EmpirePorter, James A.
History
A Prince of Anahuac: A Histori-traditional Story Antedating the Aztec Empire
Porter, James A.
Mexico -- History -- To 1519 -- Fiction
"Cacami is a true and loyal friend, and may be taken into our
confidence. My mother need have no fears on his account."
"It is well. Much depends on our guarding carefully the secrets of our
home, in these times, from those we may not trust. It would not please
the king to know that we had favored the prince," she answered.
Euetzin caught her meaning, and became deeply interested. Teochma
continued:
"Hualcoyotl was here, at the villa, four days ago, remaining over one
sun. He came in the night, and left the following evening. He had one
attendant with him; Oza, I think he called him. If no ill has befallen
them, they are now on the mountains, off toward Tlascala. The prince
went there, hoping to find in the mountain fastnesses a safe refuge
from his pursuers."
Euetzin looked the picture of surprise, and was slow to speak, while
Cacami suddenly became deeply concerned; and, when Teochma concluded,
said, somewhat abruptly and abstrusely:
"A vexing oversight, truly; and lacking in courage as well!"
All eyes were immediately turned upon him, and Teochma asked, much
astonished at the remark:
"To what do you allude?"
"Forbear, O friends; I would not appear rude. I allude to an incident
with which I had to do, on my way in from the mountains. Your
information with reference to the prince's movements, good Teochma, I
regard as coming to me in the light of a revelation."
"How so?" inquiringly questioned the now interested tzin.
"Your excellent mother has just informed us that Hualcoyotl left
Zelmonco four days ago, accompanied by one servant, going in the
direction of Tlascala. Two days later I met with an incident in which,
I feel assured, I was his defender in an encounter with a band of
Tepanec soldiers. I have said there was a vexing oversight, also a lack
of courage; and, I now add, 'twas in my own conduct. Listen, and judge
me, if you will. Two days ago, as I was coming from the mountains,
beyond Chalco, I came suddenly on a party of Tepanec soldiers, who were
making a violent assault upon a traveler. The man had defended himself
the best he could, with a stout walking-stick, but there were too many
against him. At the moment of my coming up he was on the point of
yielding, and, a little later, would have been a prisoner. I grasped my
sword, which I always carry when I go to the mountains, and made a
vigorous attack upon them. A few effective strokes sent two of their
number to earth and the rest to flight. The rescued traveler had one
attendant, who was lying bound and helpless by the roadside. He was
quickly released, and found to have received no bodily harm. The
traveler was very grateful, and expressed himself in warm terms. He
asked of me my name; but, for what I considered a sufficient reason, I
begged that he would permit me to pass on unknown. From a peculiar
remark he made, I was, at one time, almost led to inquire who he was.
He said I had done a greater service than I could then be aware of,
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