_Cortez_ also made himself Master of _Garajus_ Ship and Fleet, commanding him withal to appear in _Tenustitan_, which not knowing how to avoid, he obey’d: His People mean time ranging up and down without a Head or Commander, either died by Famine, or were murther’d and eaten by the Natives; for at one time the _Americans_ made a general Feast with two hundred and fifty rosted _Spaniards_: But their days of Triumph lasted not long; for _Sandovalus_, one of _Cortez_ his Prime Officers, set with so much fury upon those _Cannibals_, that he kill’d several thousands of them, and burnt sixty Persons of Prime Quality, all Commanders, in the sight of their Friends and Relations. But _Garajus_, whose Son was married to _Cortez_ his Daughter, liv’d not long after the Wedding, which occasion’d a murmur as if _Cortez_ had poyson’d him, to rid himself of a Partner in his Government; for it had been generally observ’d, that his Ambition suffer’d no Equal. The _Americans_ fell all down before him; all were Servants alike: The Court which he kept swarm’d with Attendance, on which he spent vast Sums of Money; yet his Incomes were able to bear such excessive Disbursements. He kept in constant Pay five thousand Soldiers, and several Ships ready rigg’d and prepar’d on all occasions, to hold in awe the enslav’d People, or else for the Discovery of New Countreys: Yet after all these extraordinary Charges defray’d, to shew his Wealth and Greatness, he caus’d a Piece of Cannon to be cast all of massie Gold: for the Kings which formerly acknowledg’d _Montezuma_ for their Sovereign, gave him a yearly Revenue, most of which were valu’d to be worth twenty three Tun of Gold; for so much the King of _Tescuscus_, a stately City, paid, whose Houses Plaister’d with White-Lime, seem’d afar off to be rather a Chalky Hill or Mountain, cover’d with Snow: Full as much did the King pay which reigned in _Otumba_, notwithstanding he had receiv’d with his _Christianity_ the Name of _Ferdinand Cortez_; yet others gave less: The King _Guacinalgo_, with his Mother, and some Slaves, bringing Gold, came to present it to _Cortez_; and entring the Palace, through a Guard of five hundred Horse and four Hundred Foot, which were always ready Arm’d for fear of Insurrections, he fell down prostrate on the Ground. Thus all things even out-went whatever he could desire, hope for, or imagine. And _Alvaredo_, one of his Commanders, being sent Eastwardly, brought great Treasures back with him, which the conquer’d Kings were forc’d to raise. [Sidenote: His Misfortunes.]