The virgin of the sun : $b A tale of the conquest of PeruGriffith, George Chetwynd
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The virgin of the sun : $b A tale of the conquest of Peru
Griffith, George Chetwynd
Incas -- First contact with other peoples -- Fiction; Peru -- History -- Conquest, 1522-1548 -- Fiction
This they took as their dismissal, and so they made their salutations
and departed with heavier hearts than they brought with them, and,
having crossed the river more soberly than before, they took their way
back to Cajamarca along the causeway, saying little among themselves,
yet thinking much of the majesty and power that they had seen, and
wondering how they, but a handful of strangers in a strange land,
should overcome the innumerable hosts which the next morning might see
arrayed against them.
Night had fallen when they got back to their quarters, and from thence
they looked across the valley and saw the countless camp-fires of
Atahuallpa’s legions sprinkled over the fields and up the distant
hillsides, “as thick as the very stars of heaven.”
Later on that night Challcuchima was standing with bowed head before
his master’s seat in his private apartment. Atahuallpa, buried in
thought, was sitting with hands clasped in his lap and chin resting on
his breast. His old servant and General had been giving him such
counsel as few save he would dare to give, and now he was making a
last effort to save his Lord and the son of his brother from the
consequences of the gloomy fatalism that had robbed the conquering
ruler of his wisdom and the absolute master of many regions of his
strength.
“Think once again, Lord, I beseech thee!” he said in solemn and yet
impassioned tones. “This resolve of thine is a resolve of ruin and
death. These strangers are no gods, or sons of gods. Do they not eat
and drink like men? More, have we not heard how some of them have
fallen and died amidst the snows of the upper mountains? Have not some
of these strange beasts of theirs also fallen and died by the wayside?
It is true that the weapons they bear are potent and terrible, yet
have not tidings come to us from the North telling us how they have
turned them against each other? Would the true sons of Viracocha have
done that? Would they have ravaged and plundered our towns on the
seaboard as these men have done who come to us with words of
friendship on their lips and lies in their hearts?
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