CHAPTER XII.

Acapulco.--The Advantages of a Western Voyage to India.--The great

annual Fair of Acapulco.--The Village and Harbor of Acapulco.--The

War of Santa Anna and Alvarez.--The Retreat.--Traveling alone and

unarmed.--The Peregrino Pass.--Quiricua and Cretinism.--Chilpanzingo.--An

ill-clad Judge.--Iguala.--Alpayaca.--Cuarnavaca.

Let us now make a journey in another direction--from Acapulco northward

to the city of Mexico--the route that the East India trade used to

follow. But, first of all, let us discourse a little time about this

port of Acapulco, once so famous upon the South Seas. It was not

discovered when Cortez built, in Colima, the vessels that went to

search for a northwest passage; but when they had returned from their

fruitless search, they anchored in the mountain-girt harbor of

Acapulco. The discoveries of the celebrated navigator, Magellan, fixed

the commercial character and importance of this sea-port. He had sailed

through the straits that bear his name, and coasted northwardly as far

as the trades. From this port he bore away to the Spice Islands,

discovering on the voyage the Philippine Islands, where the city of

Manilla was founded. By this voyage he demonstrated that the advantages

of a route across the Pacific were so superior to a voyage around Cape

Horn, as to justify the expense of a land transit from Acapulco to Vera

Cruz, and reshipment to Spain. Now that the Panama Railroad is made,

this demonstration may prove advantageous to other nations.

ACAPULCO.

The practical advantage of this discovery was the establishment of the

annual Manilla galleon, in which was sent out 1,000,000 silver dollars

to purchase Oriental products for the consumption of Spain and all her

American colonies. In this galleon sailed the friars that went forth to

the spiritual conquest of India. In it sailed Spanish soldiers, who

followed hard after the priests, to add the temporal to the spiritual

subjugation of Oriental empires. To this harbor the galleon returned,

freighted with the rich merchandise of China, Japan, and the Spice

Islands. When the arrival of the galleon was announced, traders

hastened from every quarter of New Spain to attend the annual fair.

Little vessels from down the coast came to get their share of the

mammoth cargo. The king's officers came to look after the royal

revenue; and caravans of mules were summoned to transport the Spanish

portion of the freight to Vera Cruz. Thus, for a short time, the

population of this village was swollen, from 4000 to 9000, which fell

off again when the galleon took her departure.

[Illustration: ACAPULCO.]

Such was the commercial condition of the town of Acapulco down to the

time of the independence. From this time it was lost to commerce, until

it was made a half-way house on the voyage to California. The town lies

upon the narrow intervale between the hills and the harbor. It is built

of the frailest material, and is destroyed about once in ten years by

an earthquake.

The castle of San Diego stands upon the high bank, and, though

commanding the entrance to the harbor, is itself commanded by the

surrounding high lands, and has so often been taken by assault during

the last thirty years as to be considered untenable. The harbor appears

like a nest scooped out of the mountains, into and out of which the

tide ebbs and flows through a double channel riven by an earthquake in

the solid rock. Tradition says it once had another entrance, but that

an earthquake closed it up and opened the present channel. There is

still another opening in the sharp mountain ridge that incloses it from

the sea, but this opening, dug by the labor of man, at a point opposite

the entrance of the harbor, was to let the cool sea-breeze in upon one

of the hottest and most unhealthy places upon the continent. Such, in

substance, is and was the little city of Acapulco, the seat and focus

of the Oriental commerce of New Spain and of all the Spanish empire.

WAR OF SANTA ANNA AND ALVAREZ.

Santa Anna and Alvarez are the only remaining insurrectionary chiefs in

Mexico. When I was last in the capital, Santa Anna was reigning supreme

in the vice-royal palace, and Alvarez was supreme at Iztla, the capital

of the Department of Guerrero, of which Acapulco is the sea-port town.

The two chiefs had been long hostile to each other, but a gold mine,

discovered upon the bank of the River Mescala, was "the straw that

broke the camel's back." Alvarez had not been consulted in the

disposition made of it. Santa Anna felt himself powerful in his

newly-equipped army of 23,000 men, the finest army that had ever been

seen in Mexico--an army which he was maintaining at a daily cost of

$23,000. Alvarez was equally strong in his mountain fastnesses, in the

affections of the _Pintos_, or "Spotted People," and, above all,

in the poverty of his country. Santa Anna took the initiative by

sending 2000 men to garrison Acapulco, and Alvarez committed the first

open hostility, by closing the passes against them. Then the campaign

began. Santa Anna traveled at the head of his grand army. During his

unobstructed march to Acapulco there occurred a great many victories,

for victories are indigenous products of Mexico. The siege of the

castle of San Diego de Acapulco was the first of the long list of

unsuccessful sieges that distinguished the year 1854. The besiegers

dared not risk an assault, and they had not sufficient material for

conducting a regular siege. For some weeks the opposing forces remained

looking at each other, while almost the only blood spilled was by the

clouds of musquitoes that hovered over the camp of the grand army, and

by the swarms of fleas that infested the castle. It might well be

called a bloody war, for few escaped without bearing the scars of

wounds and bloodletting.

While the besieging army was itself thus almost devoured, and had

devoured all the eatables of the Pintos, symptoms of rebellion showed

themselves at Mexico, to suppress which required the presence of Santa

Anna. The generals of his army thought that they also might render more

important services to the country in the streets of Mexico than in this

inglorious war with bloody insects! A retreat was therefore sounded,

and the country of the Pintos was evacuated. Thereupon rushed forth the

little garrison from the clutches of the devouring insects, and issued

a heroic proclamation, which was enough to frighten a whole army.

It is time to commence my itinerary across the mountains northward to

the city of Mexico. My journey was by the same mule-path that Oriental

merchants have climbed for centuries, as is shown by the vestiges of

that strange race of which Humboldt speaks--an inter-mixture of

Manillamen and Chinamen with the native race.

My traveling companion, who had a pistol, left me and went back at the

first _venta_, or station-house, four leagues from Acapulco. At

Lemones, the second station-house, four leagues farther, I passed the

night sleeping upon a table on the veranda. This is the common

lodging-place for solitary travelers in Mexico. Here I formed my first

acquaintance with the _venta_ pig, who considers himself the peculiar

friend of the traveling public. All the advances made by my new

acquaintance at this first interview were occasional tugs at the

blanket during the night, and divers unsuccessful attempts to turn the

table over. At Alta, two stages farther on, the pig ensconced himself

on a mat with the children, while he gave me no farther annoyance than

an occasional visit, and thrusting of his nose into the hammock where I

slept.

It was still dark when I left Alta in order to clear the Peregrino Pass

and reach Tierra Colorado that day. In a few hours I gained the top of

the pass, and sat down to take a survey of the zigzag way up which my

old horse had climbed, and of the extensive region of hill and mountain

country before me. It is difficult to believe that over this slight

mule-path all the Spanish commerce of India has passed, and cargoes of

silver dollars, amounting to hundreds of millions, during a period of

three hundred years. Over this pass armies have continued to advance

and to retreat with one uniform result: if the army is a large one, it

is starved out of the country; if it is a small one, it is destroyed.

Hunger devours the large armies; the Pintos devour the little ones. All

around was now as quiet and solitary as the grave. There were no signs

to indicate that this spot had been the scene of so much life and

contention. The prospect was a delightful one, and I could have enjoyed

it much longer had I not been assailed by that common enemy, that has

assailed every general and colonel that has crossed this pass--an empty

stomach; so that I and my old horse did our very best to reach the ford

of the Papagalla, where there was a presumptive possibility that

eatables might be found. I found entertainment for beast at the ford,

but no food for his rider until we reached Tierra Colorado.

Here prevails not only that harmless cutaneous affection, the _Quiricua_,

which causes people to appear spotted or painted (_Pintos_), but also

_Cretinism_, the much more formidable disease so prevalent among the

mountains of Switzerland.

This town is also remembered as the scene of a bloody battle. General

Garay, who had lost his way the day before, had here come up, and we

jogged along together; but as a Mexican general and escort are a

doubtful protection to an unarmed man, if there is any real danger on

the road, a prudent traveler will shake them off and travel on alone.

We passed Buena Vista, the fine sugar estate of M. Comonfort, and

Aquaguisotla, and slept at Mazatlan, and the next day arrived at the

famous city of Chilpanzingo, or City of the Bravos, the centre and

focus of the insurrection in the southern provinces. Here, in the

public square or plaza, in front of a church built by Cortez, there was

a grand bull-fight, or rather ox-fight, in which great efforts were

made to infuse some life into a dozen stupid cattle. These efforts were

attended with very indifferent success. A deep _barranca_ extends

to the Mescala, the largest river in Southern Mexico, across which we

passed on a raft of gourds, propelled by two naked Indians, who swam

across, each holding in his right hand a corner of the raft.

AN ILL-CLAD JUDGE.

The next night, after dark, I arrived at a little village, and turned

into an open caravansary. The old man of the establishment was very

kind, and offered me a mat to lie on, but he had no corn for my horse.

After making some inquiries that were a little unpleasant for a man who

was traveling without a passport to answer, he said he would procure

for me some corn from the alcalde. This village magistrate, who, in the

absence of the "Judge of First Instance," is _ex officio_ a judge,

was an enormous negro, over six feet in height, whose dignity was not

certainly dependent upon his official robes, for a single napkin

constituted his whole apparel. He sat upon an ox-skin, which did duty

for the wool-sack--the very personification of the majesty of the law,

with curled wig, and hide as black as the gown of the Lord Chief

Justice, with the advantage that both were natural. This was the second

negro I had yet seen in the country. The other held a commission as

captain in the army, and was in the escort of General Garay.

I had a hard day's ride to reach the city of Iguala in time to witness

the celebration of the independence, which was proclaimed here in 1821.

The celebration, for the most part, consisted in eating and drinking

from booths placed around the central square of the town. As I had

little time to spare, I hurried on, and soon came to the Puente de

Iztla, the carriage-road, that is finished thus far southward from the

city of Mexico.

I started early next morning upon my journey. During the greater part

of the day the road led through a continuous corn-field, and toward

evening we came to the pretty Indian village of Alpayuca, so neat and

well-ordered that it might have passed for one of the missionary Indian

villages of our northern Indians, were it not for the fine old Catholic

church, which must have cost in its construction, centuries ago, fifty

times the value of the present village, without including the cost of

the bronze railing, brought from China in the prosperous days of the

Manilla Company.

CUARNAVACA.

Not stopping to examine the ruins of great antiquity near this place, I

rode on six leagues farther, when I arrived at the venerable city of

Cuarnavaca, the place selected by Cortez as the finest spot in all New

Spain. This was bestowed upon him, at his own request, by the Emperor

Charles V. as a residence. It merits to this day the distinction that

has been given to it as one of the finest spots on earth. It stands

close under the shadow of the huge mountains that shield it from the

northern blast, and it is at the same time protected from the extreme

heat of the tropics by its elevation of 3000 feet. The immense church

edifices here proclaim the munificence of Cortez, while the garden of

Laborde, open to the world, shows with what elegant taste he squandered

his three several fortunes accumulated in mining. The combination of a

fine day in a voluptuous climate, the beautiful scenery, and the happy

faces of the people celebrating New Year's day in the shade of the

orange-trees, made an impression upon a traveler not easily forgotten.

I was too near the city of Mexico to remain long here, and I rode on,

up the zigzag way that leads over the mountain rim of the Valley of

Mexico. I was not fortunate enough to accomplish the journey from city

to city in a single day, and, from necessity, had to pass the night at

the half-way house, upon the summit of the mountain, 10,000 feet above

the sea. A poor Hungarian, who had been detained here like myself, came

and laid his blankets with mine, and then we lay down, and chattered

and shivered together until the morning. Such a night as this detracts

somewhat from the enjoyments of this otherwise pleasant journey; but

when I got a morning view of the valley and city of Mexico from the

Cross of the "Marquis of the Valley," the sufferings of the chilly

night were soon forgotten.

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