Both Inca Rocca and Yupanqui attempted to conquer the jungle. Between
Paucartampu and the Madre de Díos are vestiges of an Inca road.
But downpours and floods made roads give way to watercourses. The
Incas called them “doorways” to the woods, which mountain rapids had
opened by irresistible force; but no one could pass through. Even the
executive Incas were obliged to turn back with only a fringe of jungle
conquest, great campaigns resulting only in loss of life then as now.
They retreated, submissive before nature’s impregnable stronghold.
There are tribes of strange, shy little people still showing traces of
contact with the Incas. Although so long ago, they made a profounder
impression than all subsequent invaders. Even if the conquered savages
remained in the jungle after submitting to the Incas, they were obliged
to pay tribute to them, observing the habits of their conquerors when
they emerged. Those Incas, also, who withdrew into the woods to escape
Spanish persecution, carried their customs with them. No matter how
their influence was perpetuated, tribes still show the “footprints of
Incas” in the surface of rocks, and even as far as the Mishagua are
found legends of Incas’ hidden treasure. With them in mind, the “big
ears” of some of the savages assume a strange significance.
Where the Madera and the Amazon meet there is a great island, a river
island hundreds of miles in extent. Its name is Tumpinambaranas, and
upon it are remains of gigantic buildings. Was this the fabulous
country, Paytiti of mystery, powerful in riches, a legendary home
of Manco Ccapac? Georg M. von Hassel is now investigating this hazy
subject. The people of Tumpinambaranas had legends of a race, the
Mutayces, who lived toward the south, “whose feet grew backwards so
that any one who attempted to follow them by their track, would, if he
were ignorant of this malformation, go farther from them.”
Columbus breathed the sweet air which blew across from the forests
near the mouth of the Orinoco and faithfully imagined it one of the
four great rivers flowing from paradise. Had he only dared, he said,
he would have liked to push forward to where he might hope to find the
celestial boundaries of the world, and a little farther, to have bathed
his eyes with profound humility in the light of the flaming swords
which were wielded by two seraphim before the gate of Eden.
The cavaliers in search of gold believed that El Dorado lived within
the mysterious jungle. Their expeditions were imbued with awe. Adolph
F. Bandelier has transcribed the source of the legend. It is the
ceremonial of choosing the _uzaque_ of Guatavitá:
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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