Fantasy fiction; Science fiction; South America -- Fiction
"'With my greeting, I bid ye now farewell--ye unto whom this
scroll shall be delivered--my first and last message to the land
of my forefathers, and to those that now rule there. Through many
centuries we, a faithful few, have kept your memory and our love
for you green in our hearts; and I and those who have been with me
had hoped, as the appointed time drew near, that the Great Spirit
would have deigned to grant to us to see our ancient city and our
native land. But it was not to be; all have gone save me and him
who brings you this; but in him I send the blessing that we have
preserved and nursed for you through long years of persecution and
despair.
"'If ye would return our love and care for you, I pray you show
them unto him we send. I know that he is worthy of them; and,
further, that in his own breast he bears for you the sum of all the
love we in our own persons would have shown, had we been spared to
greet ye--I and those who have preceded me to the land of the Great
Spirit.
"'Farewell!
"'APALANO.'"
When Monella had finished reading this strange letter, he leaned his
chin upon his hand and fell into a reverie, Leonard and Templemore
meanwhile looking on in silence. Presently Monella roused himself, and,
with a deep-drawn sigh, passed his hand across his forehead with a look
of pain. His action was as though he had half-caught some flitting
thought or memory, that had, after all, eluded him; and that the effort
to retain it had cost him mental pain. After a short interval he said,
with one of his rare smiles and in the musical voice that captivated
every one, so full were they of kindliness,
"Now you know as much about me as I know myself. I did not show you
this before, because I had been charged to hand it only to those to
whom it was addressed; and this is the first opportunity I have since
had, for the king sent it to Sanaima, who returned it only a day or
two ago. But, since you must now consider seriously the question of
your going or remaining, it is right that you should know all I can
tell you of myself. It is very little; yet sufficient to explain my
present feelings. You can understand, now that you have read that
letter, that I am now, with all my heart and soul, one with these
people. I look at everything from their point of view; I consider only
their interest, their welfare, their safety, their advantage. If you
shall elect to remain with us--to become one of us--you shall find me
ever a staunch friend who will do all he can to make you feel at home
amongst us, and will place you in positions of great honour. If, on the
other hand, you prefer to leave us, you shall not go without such marks
of the king's favour as are beyond, perhaps, your dreams. These are the
alternatives that lie before you. Take time to ponder them; there is,
as I have already told you, no need for an immediate decision."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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