CHAPTER IV.

When suspicious jealousy culminates in anger it is but a step to

malicious madness. In such a conflict of the passions reason is unable

to hold its sway; especially is this true if the natural impulses of

the heart are evil. The fatal step is taken and destruction inevitably

follows upon the victim, and too often upon those who are innocently

the cause.

Maddened at the sight of his supposed rival, and no longer the

unimpassioned arbiter of a king's court, Maxtla, immediately on the

withdrawal of Prince Hualcoyotl, dismissed from his presence the chiefs

and vassals about him, and retired to his own apartment, where, by

giving way to the dominant passions of his nature, he wrought himself

into a very demon. In his terrible anger he resolved that Hualcoyotl

should die, and ordered a meeting of his privy council, whose duty it

was to pass upon the decisions of the king, to take place at once.

The council convened in a chamber set apart for that purpose. When the

members were all seated the king addressed them. He appeared unusually

stern and determined, and evidenced the deep, terrible, and inflexible

purpose which moved him. He said:

"Your king has commanded your presence here at this hour to obtain your

approval to a decree of death, which he has laid upon one who is a

menace to our authority. Hualcoyotl, the prince of Tezcuco, is the only

surviving heir to the Tezcucan crown. While he is permitted to live the

Tepanec supremacy over that nation will be as unstable as would a

habitation on yonder burning mountain.[3] The voice of the murmuring

wind is not more distinct than is the murmur of repining and

disaffection which rises from among our subjugated vassals, the

Tezcucans, who would have this prince to rule over them. Shall we fold

our arms and wait for the storm of insurrection and rebellion, which

his existence makes possible, to sweep down upon and overwhelm us, or

shall we be wise in precluding the possibility of such an event by his

removal? The desolation of our kingdom would no doubt be attempted, and

possibly accomplished, should he be raised to power; and I warn you, if

accomplished, more than Maxtla would find a grave beneath the ruins. We

must strike, worthy chiefs, nobles, for self-preservation. Your king

has decreed it--Hualcoyotl must die; are you prepared to approve the

decision?"

[3] Popocatepetl.

The members of the council felt that the king was in no humor to brook

opposition, and as it was a personal as well as public consideration

with them the decree was confirmed.

It was decided, in accordance with the wishes of the king, to have

the prince put out of the way in a quiet manner. Agreeable to this

decision, arrangements were made for a private party to be given by one

of the king's officers in Tezcuco, to which the prince was to have a

cordial and pressing invitation, and at which he was to be secretly put

to death.

Itzalmo was informed of the diabolical plotting of the conspirators by

a friend who was close to the king, and shrewdly defeated their design

to assassinate his young master; but tradition says another perished in

his stead.

The failure of the plan to entrap the prince so enraged the king that

he threw off all disguise and publicly proclaimed the decree condemning

him to death. The execution of the mandate was imposed upon one of his

chief officers, who was ordered to go with a party of soldiers to

Tezcuco, and there to enter the palace, seize the prince and put him to

death.

* * * * *

On the second day subsequent to the one on which the attempt was made

to create an opportunity in which to assassinate the prince--the

consummation of which was prevented by the old preceptor's cunning,

Hualcoyotl was seated alone in his private apartment. There was a

notable change in his appearance. The past few days, with their

important and, to him, momentous events, had made him seem older. The

youthfulness and freshness of his former self were gone, and the

sternness of a determined man had settled upon him.

The tzin had been gone several days, and the importance of his mission

under the light of recent developments was greatly heightened. The

prince felt that his friend's prediction relative to the king's

probable conduct toward himself was likely to be verified; yet he hoped

for time, that organized resistance might be effected before extreme

measures were resorted to by his enemy. Still he was not sanguine: the

uncertainty of the situation because of the meagerness of knowledge

possessed regarding the temper and disposition of his people was a

source of discouragement. A consciousness of his present helpless

state, also, had its depressing effect. Hope, however, supported by a

strong faith in the patriotism of his immediate friends sustained him.

He could not work, and had fallen into one of his thoughtful moods. His

countenance was ever expressive of his emotions, the character of his

thoughts being clearly reflected upon it. Now a dark cloud would cover

his face, its shadows deepened and intensified by the flashes of angry

light which gleamed from his dark eyes, plainly showing the feelings

which agitated his troubled and fearless soul. Again, the subduing

influence of more gentle thoughts would follow, and the hard lines upon

his countenance would pass away, giving place to a softened expression

which clearly said the nobler man within had risen, and that thoughts

according with his better nature held his mind.

Love of country, pity for his oppressed people, sorrow for those whose

loss he mourned, and affection for his immediate friends and companions

were ruling passions in him, and could not be repressed for any great

length of time. So he sat and pondered, trains of thought the while,

ladened with bitter and sweet, coursing their way across his active

brain, till suddenly he exclaimed: "Beware! O Maxtla, perfidious

monster; the hunted ocelotl[4] may turn and rend you." With these

words, which broke the spell, Hualcoyotl awoke from his reverie, little

dreaming that at that very moment death was on his track and closely

stealing to take him unaware.

[4] The Mexican tiger-cat.

The news of the issuing of the king's decree condemning the prince to

death had just reached Itzalmo; and, almost at the same moment in which

Hualcoyotl uttered the exclamation which broke in on his reverie, a

servant approached his door to say that the watchful old servitor

wished to communicate with him.

"Inform Itzalmo that I will see him in his own apartment," said the

prince, in answer to the message.

Hualcoyotl was greatly surprised on entering the old man's room to find

him very much agitated, and at once surmised that something of a very

serious nature was the matter; for Itzalmo was ever dignified and

composed in his demeanor, seldom permitting anything to visibly disturb

him. After the accustomed civilities he addressed the prince:

"I have just received startling intelligence from our friends at the

palace of Maxtla to the effect, most noble prince, that your life is in

imminent peril. The failure of the king's plan to entrap you two days

since has so enraged his majesty that he has thrown off all restraint,

and publicly proclaims your existence a menace to his authority, and

that it must be terminated. He has ordered an officer with a number of

soldiers to come here and murder you--yes, murder you in your own

palace. Your only safety lies in flight. Go at once, O Prince; for they

may come at any moment."

Hualcoyotl's habitual serenity was somewhat shaken by the knowledge of

his public condemnation to death; but it was only for a moment, for he

quickly recovered, and when Itzalmo finished speaking, said:

"You are a true friend to me, Itzalmo, but in your anxiety for the

safety of your prince forget your teachings. What you propose might be

the best thing to do; such a course, however, would not be in

accordance with my training; neither would it meet the approval of my

feelings. No, good friend, I'll turn my back upon no man. Let them

come--I will remain to receive them."

"You, O Hualcoyotl, prince of Tezcuco, forget your duty to your people,

and remember only your pride of honor," remonstrated Itzalmo.

"My dear, good friend, I forget nothing, except that I am Maxtla's

slave," returned the prince, with flashing eyes. "If the gods forsake

us not," continued he, "Hualcoyotl, prince of Tezcuco, will yet meet

this monster king on equal terms, and when he does, the skill at arms

which thou hast taught shall serve him well; or, failing, leave him a

lifeless thing at Maxtla's feet! A truce to further discussion of the

matter except as to where and how these assassins are to be received."

Itzalmo was greatly discouraged by the prince's refusal to fly the

palace, but not less determined to do all in his power to save him. It

was agreed that he should repair to the court and engage in a game of

ball, trusting to his good luck and the cunning of the old tutor to

deliver him from the dangers which encompassed him.

When the soldiers arrived they were received in the palace and informed

that Hualcoyotl was playing at ball in the court. This had the desired

effect of leading the officer to infer that he had found the prince and

his household ignorant of the contemplated assassination of the former;

thus rendering it less difficult for Itzalmo to further and accomplish

any meditated plan looking to the frustration of the murderous design

upon his young master's life.

When the soldiers reached the court they were received in a very

courteous manner by the prince, who said:

"The soldiers of Maxtla, the king, do me great honor in visiting my

palace at this time, and will add to my pleasure if they will enter

with me and partake of refreshments to relieve the fatigue of their

journey."

The prince's demeanor was dignified and fearless, and his speech the

essence of suavity, which threw the officer off his guard, who, feeling

secure in the ultimate accomplishment of his purpose, replied:

"Hualcoyotl, the prince, honors the king's service in extending to his

soldiers the hospitality of his board, and as the soldiers of the king

are not unlike other men, but, like other men, require sustenance, they

accept the kind invitation."

The prince led the way to the banqueting hall, where the party was

seated and refreshments ordered to be served. The refreshments were

brought from an adjoining saloon, between which and the banqueting hall

was a broad, arched doorway, with hangings, or portieres, richly

adorned with gold and other trimmings, now drawn to each side and held

by ornamental holders.

It was the custom of the natives of Anahuac, when an honored guest was

being entertained, to place a burning censer in a conspicuous place and

feed it with aromatics during the time of entertainment. The censer, on

this occasion, was placed in the doorway between the banqueting hall

and saloon.

While the party were engaged in eating and drinking, the prince

suddenly had occasion to call a servant. No servant responded to the

call, however, which seemed to arouse his ire. With an impatient

gesture he arose from his place at the board and passed to the saloon

as if in search of one. As he left the hall a fresh supply of aromatics

was thrown into the censer, sending up dense clouds of incense, which

enveloped him and filled the doorway, thus obscuring his movements from

the eyes of the soldiers. At this moment a servant entered from another

direction, as if in answer to the prince's summons.

"Did my master call?" he inquired.

"He did," replied the officer, "and is now in search of you."

The servant busied himself about the table for a short time, and then

took a position at a respectful distance, apparently waiting his

master's return.

The minutes went by and the prince did not return. It suddenly dawned

upon the mind of the officer that something was being done to thwart

him--that he had been duped; and, quickly rising from his seat, he

rushed into the saloon, followed by his men. No trace of the prince was

found, and a general search of the palace was ordered. It proved

fruitless, however, for the prince was not discovered, nor could

anything be learned from the servants concerning him. He had vanished,

to all appearances, in the clouds of incense which enveloped him as he

passed from the banqueting hall to the saloon.

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