For a moment or two they were crowded so thick round him that I could
not perceive what they were doing, but after that they separated, and I
beheld him bleeding profusely, his ears and nose having been cut off and
a broken iron ramrod passed through both cheeks. And now a scene took
place, at the remembrance of which, even now, my blood curdles. Some
caught up the burning sticks and applied them to his flesh, others stuck
him full of small splints, the ends of which they lighted. The Indian
warriors shot at him with muskets loaded with powder only, so as to burn
him terribly on every part of the body. The women took up handfuls of
lighted ashes and showered them down on him, so that the ground he trod
upon was a mass of burning embers, and he walked upon fire.
Red-hot irons were now brought forward, and his body seared in all
parts, his tormentors seeking out where they could give him the most
pain. At last one applied the hot iron to his eyes, and burnt them out.
Imagine my feelings at this horrid scene--imagine the knowledge that
this was to be also my fate in a short time, but what is more strange to
tell, imagine, Madam, my companion not only deriding his torturers, but
not flinching from the torture; on the contrary, praising God for his
goodness in thus allowing him to be a martyr for the true faith,
offering his body to their inflictions, and shouting manfully; but such
was the behaviour of my insane friend, and this behaviour appeared to
give great satisfaction to the Indians.
For nearly two hours did this torture continue, his body was black and
bloody all over, and the smell of the burning flesh was horrible; but by
this time it appeared as if he was much exhausted, and, indeed, appeared
to be almost insensible to pain. He walked round the stake as before
upon the burning coals, but appeared not to know when further torture
was applied to him or not. He now sang hymns in Portuguese in a low
voice, for he was much exhausted. Soon afterwards he staggered and fell
down with his face upon the burning embers; but even the flesh of his
face grilling, as it were, appeared to have no effect upon him. An
Indian then went up to him, and with his knife cut a circle round his
head, and tore off the whole scalp, flesh and hair together, and when he
had done this the old woman whom I had saluted with a kick before I ran
the gauntlet, and who had his ears hanging on her neck to a string,
lifted up a handful of burning coals, and put them upon his bleeding
head.
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