Montezuma's DaughterHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
History
Montezuma's Daughter
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Mexico -- History -- Conquest, 1519-1540 -- Fiction
“Peace, cowards,” I said; “remember that I am helpless, and that were I
before you strong and armed, either I should not live to listen to such
words, or you would not live to repeat them.”
Then they were silent, and I also was silent.
When we reached their camp I was led through it, followed by a throng
of fierce Tlascalans and others, who would have torn me limb from limb
had they not feared to do so. I saw some Spaniards also, but the most
of these were so drunk with _mescal_, and with joy at the tidings that
Tenoctitlan had fallen, and their labours were ended at last, that they
took no heed of me. Never did I see such madness as possessed them, for
these poor fools believed that henceforth they should eat their very
bread off plates of gold. It was for gold that they had followed
Cortes; for gold they had braved the altar of sacrifice and fought in a
hundred fights, and now, as they thought, they had won it.
The room of the stone house where they prisoned me had a window secured
by bars of wood, and through these bars I could see and hear the
revellings of the soldiers during the time of my confinement. All day
long, when they were not on duty, and most of the night also, they
gambled and drank, staking tens of pesos on a single throw, which the
loser must pay out of his share of the countless treasures of the
Aztecs. Little did they care if they won or lost, they were so sure of
plunder, but played on till drink overpowered them, and they rolled
senseless beneath the tables, or till they sprang up and danced wildly
to and fro, catching at the sunbeams and screaming “Gold! gold! gold!”
Listening at this window also I gathered some of the tidings of the
camp. I learned that Cortes had come back, bringing Guatemoc and
several of the princes with him, together with many of the noble Aztec
ladies. Indeed I saw and heard the soldiers gambling for these women
when they were weary of their play for money, a description of each of
them being written on a piece of paper. One of these ladies answered
well to Otomie, my wife, and she was put up to auction by the brute who
won her in the gamble, and sold to a common soldier for a hundred
pesos. For these men never doubted but that the women and the gold
would be handed over to them.
Thus things went for several days, during which I sat and slept in my
prison untroubled by any, except the native woman who waited on me and
brought me food in plenty. During those days I ate as I have never
eaten before or since, and I slept much, for my sorrows could not rid
my body of its appetites and commanding need for food and rest. Indeed
I verily believe that at the end of a week, I had increased in weight
by a full half; also my weariness was conquered at length, and I was
strong again.
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