It was a very fortunate thing for us that matters stood in this way; for

wellnigh the whole of the trained army of the Aztlanecas was with the

Priest Captain, and against this well-disciplined body of men our own

hastily assembled and imperfectly organized army would have made but a

poor showing had we met on equal terms. Even under the existing

circumstances, so favorable in many ways to our success, Tizoc and the

other military officers who were with us did not at all disguise their

anxiety as to what might be the outcome of the battle so soon to be

fought; and especially did they dread some well-planned stealthy

movement of the enemy, by which our camp might be suddenly set upon and

fairly carried before our own untrained forces could be rallied from the

bewilderment and confusion into which they would be thrown by the shock

of such surprise.

Rayburn, who had seen a good deal of Indian fighting in his time, fully

shared in this feeling of anxiety. "Indian fights, you see," he said,

"are not like any other kind of fights. The side that wins has got to do

it with a whoop and a hurrah. Indians haven't got any staying power in

them. They can't hold out against anybody who stands up against them

squarely, and won't be scared by a howling rush into running away.

That's the reason why our little bit of an army at home is strong enough

to police our whole Indian frontier. A single troop of our boys--if the

fighting's square, and they haven't been corralled in an ambush--can

stand off a whole tribe; and they can do it because they just get their

backs together and won't give in. What bothers me about the fight that

we're going to have is that the regulars are on the other side. Of

course, being Indians too, regulars like these don't amount to much; but

they are bound to be a long chalk better than this rowdy crowd of ours.

We've got a pretty fair chance to win, because we're in a strong

position, and because our people mean to wait until the other fellows

come at 'em; but I tell you what it is, if ever they manage to get

inside here, or if ever we go outside after them--that is, while they're

fresh and full of fight--it's bound to be all day with us. These miners,

and the rest of this Tlahuico outfit, will fight like wild-cats as long

as they're on top, but every bit of fight will go right out of them the

minute they find that they're beginning to get underneath. That's the

Indian way. I'm trying hard to believe that our crowd will whip the

other crowd; but I must say, Professor, that I'm not betting on it."

"Well, I'm bettin' on it, and bettin' on it high," said Young. "I don't

pretend t' know as much about this sort o' thing as Rayburn does; but I

do think I know a live devil when I see one--an' these miners are about

as lively an' about as devilly as anything that ever broke loose from

hell. They're just as full o' th' wickedest sort o' fight as they can

stick in their ugly skins, an' they're just sick for a chance t' let it

get out of 'em. All we've got t' do is t' worry th' other crowd for a

while by lettin' 'em monkey around tryin' t' bag us; an' then, when

they've been pretty well shot off, an' are gettin' tired, just make a

rush for 'em an' scoop 'em in. Regulars or no regulars, these miners 'll

go through 'em like a limited express; an' the' first thing th' Priest

Captain knows we'll have walloped him right smack out o' th' baggy

things he wears on his feet an' thinks are boots. That's th' size of it,

Rayburn. That's what's goin' t' happen right here--an' don't you forget

it! An' then, if there's any way out o' this d--n valley, we'll load up

with dollars an' pull out for home."

For my own part, I was not disposed to be either so doubtful as Rayburn

or so sanguine as Young. In what each of them said there was much truth,

and my inference from such of the facts in the case as were within my

knowledge and my comprehension was that the chances for and against our

success were very evenly divided. Had I listened only to the promptings

of my hopes, I should have entertained no doubt whatever touching the

certainty of our victory; for I was at that time so elated by the

knowledge that I had acquired, and that each day was increased by the

acquisition of new and most precious facts, whereby a flood of light was

let in upon what hitherto had been hopelessly dark places in Aztec

archæology, that I was disposed to believe as firmly as ever did the

first Napoleon in the assured ascendency of my lucky star. However, I

did not wholly permit my wits to be run away with by the joy begotten of

my truly wonderful discoveries; and I strove even to contemplate calmly

the possibility that I might myself be slain in the battle that was so

close upon us; and that thus the exceedingly valuable information which

I had acquired would be lost to the world, and to myself would be lost

the honorable fame due me for having gathered it. Yet I regret to

state--for until that time I had entertained unreservedly the belief

that I truly was a philosopher--my attempt at calm contemplation of this

dismal and far from improbable combination of evil circumstances had no

other effect upon me than to throw me into a most violent rage. It

seemed to me so stupidly unreasonable that some mere common brute of an

Indian, by the crude process of splitting my skull open, might deprive

me, and through me the scientific world, of the priceless knowledge that

with much effort I had stored within my brain.

But all thought of my own fortunes, and of this possible sudden cutting

of my life-strings, presently was thrust aside by the inroad of another

matter that was of far more serious moment to me, inasmuch as there was

involved in it a menace against the life of one of my companions; and,

indeed, this matter was one which startled our whole camp, for it was

nothing less than a formal offer on the part of the Priest Captain to

condone the rebellion, and to compromise with the rebels, on certain far

from exacting terms.

The envoy sent to treat with us came in a manner befitting his dignity

and the importance of his mission, having a considerable retinue with

him in his barge, and being himself a grave and dignified man well

advanced in years. Two of our guard-boats accompanied his barge across

the lake, and he alone was permitted to land in Huitzilan. Being led

before the Council, he delivered himself briefly of his message, and

added to it neither argument nor comment of his own. The Priest Captain,

he said, desiring to avoid the shedding of blood among brethren, was

willing to forgive the wrong already committed, and was willing even to

concede in part the demands made by the rebels, in consideration of the

acceptance by those now in arms against him of certain very easy terms.

For his part, he would yield in so far as to restore the custom of

permitting parents to buy back their own children, and so to save them

from being sacrificed or from becoming slaves; and he would withdraw

also his claim to the exercise of certain rights (which need not here be

specified) in civil matters, to which a counter-claim was set up by the

Council. In return for these concessions, he demanded that the army

raised by the rebels should be immediately disbanded; that order should

be restored in Huitzilan by returning the miners to their work, and the

Tlahuicos generally to their masters throughout the valley; and that the

arms which had been manufactured should be turned over to the keeper of

the arsenal in Culhuacan. The final demand made by the Priest Captain

related to ourselves; and the Council was given to understand that upon

its punctual and exact fulfilment the whole of the negotiation must

depend. Young and Rayburn and I, the envoy said, must be thrust out

through the Barred Pass, whence we came, and there left to shift for

ourselves; Fray Antonio must be without delay surrendered--that the

dreadful sin that he had committed by preaching vile doctrines,

subversive of the true faith, might be punished in so signal a manner

that the gods whom he had outraged would be appeased.

Both Fray Antonio and I were present in the Council chamber when the

envoy delivered his message; and when this final demand was

made--hearing which made me grow sick and faint, so keen was the pang of

sorrow that it caused me--I turned towards him quickly, expecting that

he also would feel the hurt of the blow which through him, because of my

great love for him, had stricken me so grievously. But so far from being

at all cast down by the knowledge thus rudely conveyed that a very cruel

death menaced him, there was upon his face a look of such joyful

elation, of such rejoicing triumph, that it seemed as though the very

greatest happiness that life could hold for him had been thrust suddenly

within his grasp.

Within the Council, and outside of it also, when the terms which the

envoy offered were spread abroad, there was at once aroused a very hot

antagonism between contending factions in regard to the wisdom of

placing trust in the Priest Captain's promises, and to the justice of

yielding to his demands. So far as the Council was concerned, its

members having no especial regard for our welfare now that we had served

their purpose, the slaying of Fray Antonio, and the expulsion from the

valley of the rest of us, were trifling matters which well enough might

be conceded if thereby peace might be secured. The matter of importance

that this body had to consider was how far the Priest Captain could be

trusted to fulfil promises made to rebels in arms, when these same

rebels voluntarily had submitted to disarmament and were at his mercy;

and on this essential point the whole debate that followed turned. The

faction that favored disarmament insisted that such yielding was not

surrender, inasmuch as the Priest Captain had conceded all that the

rebels had asked; while those of the faction that favored war rested

their case on the ground that the promises of concession were made only

to be broken, and that this sudden willingness on the part of the Priest

Captain to grant what he had heretofore so persistently refused was

proof that he recognized the hopelessness of his position, and so was

seeking to retain by craft the power that he no longer could hold by

force. These latter, therefore, urged that his false promises should not

be heeded; and that the matter at issue should be settled surely and

finally by carrying to a triumphant conclusion the war, for the waging

of which all needful preparations had been made.

The debate upon this matter continued throughout the whole day without

any conclusion being arrived at, and we listened to it--Fray Antonio and

I translating to the others--with a very earnest interest, inasmuch as

the outcome of it all might be the instant slaying of one of us, and for

the rest of us an imprisonment in wild fastnesses among bleak mountains

for what was like to be the whole remainder of our lives. When night

came, and the Council, being still unresolved, broke off its session

until the day following, we came back to our quarters and there talked

over the situation, and not cheerfully, among ourselves.

"Even if these fellows understood algebra," said Rayburn, "I don't see

how they could get an answer to the problem that they're trying to work.

All the _x_'s that ever were made are not enough to represent an unknown

quantity like the Priest Captain; and it simply is not in the conditions

of the case that they possibly can know what allowance to make for the

factor of error. For the last three hours, as far as I can make out,

they've just been talking in a circle, and going over and over the same

ground. The size of the business is that half of them believe the Priest

Captain is telling the truth, and the other half believe that he is

lying. This is a matter of conviction; it is not a thing that they can

argue about. As far as I can see, there is nothing to prevent them from

keeping on talking without getting anywhere for the next twenty years."

"Well, all I can say," said Young, "is that if they'll put me in th'

cab, an' let me run their train for 'em, I'll get it up this grade in no

time; an' what's more, I'll just take it down th' other side o' th'

divide a-kitin'! What's th' matter with th' Priest Captain, an' only

half of 'em have th' sense t' see 't, is that he's just solidly lyin'.

He's been lyin' to 'em from away back, I reckon; an' he's lyin' to 'em

now; an' he'll keep on lyin' to 'em right smack along till he gets t'

th' end of his run. If they're fools enough t' believe him they're bound

t' get left th' worst kind. They've got him in a hole now, an' he knows

it--an' that's more'n they do, t' judge from th' way they're goin' on.

I did have some respect for that Council. So far, they've managed things

first-rate. They've run in advance o' their schedule right along, an'

they've kep' up a rattlin' head o' steam with mighty d----n bad coal.

But if they really mean t' draw their fires, just when they ought t' put

on th' forced draught an' let her go for all she's worth, I must say I

haven't any more use for 'em. Seein' 'em shilly-shallyin' around like

they're doin' now, when they ought t' be takin' their coats off an'

sailin' in, just makes me sick!"

Fray Antonio--whose habit of quiet was such that he rarely sought to

take part in the talks that we had in English among ourselves--somewhat

surprised me by asking me to translate to him what Young and Rayburn had

been saying; and when he had heard it all he was silent for a while, and

evidently was engaged in earnest thought. At last, speaking very

gravely, he asked us if we greatly feared being thrust out from the

valley in case the Council decided to accept the Priest Captain's terms;

and without giving us a chance to answer, he bade us remember that we

had not at all explored the last valley that we had passed through

before we entered the cañon that ended at the Barred Pass, and that from

it there well might be some outlet through which we could return to the

civilized world; and even were we forced to end our days in it, he

continued, speaking quickly and urgently, a much worse fate might come

to us; for the valley was a bright and beautiful one, as we had seen,

and had in it an abundant supply of food. Would living there, he asked,

be any worse for us than living where we then were--where we were

equally shut in? And even supposing that the war ended in victory for

us, and that our allies gave us entire freedom of action, what more

could we do than end our days in the Valley of Aztlan, or else go back

to that other valley and search for an outlet thence whereby we could

get into an open way among the mountains, and so once more to our homes?

And then, still denying us opportunity to answer, he went on to speak of

the pain and misery and despairing sorrow that the threatened war would

bring; and then, more gently, of the duty that pressed upon us of

averting this calamity, that was also a crime, even though to do so we

must sacrifice hopes and wishes very dear to our hearts.

"What th' dickens is th' Padre drivin' at, anyway?" Young exclaimed; "I

don't ketch on at all."

"No more do I," said Rayburn. "It's a first-rate sermon that he's giving

us, but I don't see where he means the moral of it to fetch up."

For myself, so closely were Fray Antonio and I bound together by bonds

of sympathy, I saw but too plainly what he meant should be the outcome

of his discourse; and I was not surprised, therefore--though hearing

thus plainly expressed in words what I had been dreading, sent a dull,

cold pain into the very depths of my heart--when he unfolded to us the

whole of the plan that he had been forming within his mind. What he said

was said very simply, and with a loving sorrow for the pain that might

come to us through shaping our actions in accordance with his strong

desire; and this desire was: that, of our own free-will, we should

retire from the valley by the way that we came thither, and so leave the

Council free to accept unhesitatingly the Priest Captain's terms.

"And what of yourself?" I asked; for I felt within me a strong

conviction that for himself he had in view a very different fate.

He hesitated for a moment before answering me, and his color changed a

little; and then an unwonted ruddiness gave animation to his face, and a

light of glad and strong resolve shone in his eyes as he replied, in a

voice that was very low, and at the same time very clear and firm: "I

shall go to the Priest Captain, in Culhuacan!"

"And so go to your death," I said, speaking brokenly, for the pain that

his words caused me went through me like a knife-thrust.

"Say, rather," Fray Antonio answered, "that I go to win the life,

glorious and eternal, into which neither death nor sin nor sorrow

evermore can come!"

XXVIII.

THE SURRENDER OF A LIFE.

Knowing as I did Fray Antonio's resolute nature, and understanding far

more clearly than it was possible for the others to understand the

heroic impulses which stirred within him, I took no part in the attempt

that they then made to oppose the purpose which he had declared. But

when they somewhat shifted their position--perceiving how hopeless was

their effort to shake by argument his firm resolve--and sought to win

him to their way of thinking by consenting to leave the valley if only

he would accompany them, then I most earnestly joined my entreaties to

theirs. But no more by entreaty than by argument was Fray Antonio to be

moved.

And, in truth, there was a logical consistency in what he urged in

answer to us that, much though we might resent it, we yet were compelled

to respect. He had come with us, he said, for the single purpose of

preaching the saving grace of Christianity to heathen souls which

otherwise would perish utterly in their idolatry. And this was not a

matter wherein he had any right of election, but was a solemn duty that

the vows by which he was bound compelled him to fulfil. He was not free,

therefore, as we were free, to consider side issues relating to his

personal well-being or to mere expediency; his sole endeavor must be to

accomplish by the most efficient means the duty wherewith he was

charged. It was evident, he urged, that should there be war in the

valley the chance for the further spread of Christian doctrine would he

scant; for the seed that he had sown, and that already was well rooted

in many hearts, would die quickly and be utterly lost in the foul growth

of evil passions which would spring up rankly amid this bloody strife.

But if the war could be averted, not only would these people be spared

the misery that war must bring upon them, and the crime also of slaying

each other, but their hearts would remain open to the gentle doctrine

that he had taught; and his willingness--should such sacrifice be

necessary--to yield his life that peace might be preserved, would force

upon them strongly the conviction, tending thus to their own

strengthening, of his faithful trust in the creed which he avowed. And

it well might happen, he said, that such grace would be given him that

even within the very stronghold of the heathen faith he might win souls

to the purer faith which it was his glorious privilege to preach and

still remain unharmed; in proof of which possibility he cited the case

of the blessed St. Januarius, whom the lions refused to devour. But

whatever might be the outcome of thus yielding himself into the Priest

Captain's hands, his duty was so clear, he declared firmly, that no

evasion of it was possible. And what he purposed doing, he said,

finally, was but what countless of his brethren had done in the course

of the six centuries since the founding in Assisi of the Order to which

they and he belonged--and precisely was it what was done by the glorious

proto-martyr of Mexico, San Felipe de Jesus, who boldly carried the

Christian faith among the heathen, and so died for that faith upon the

cross in Japan.

Rayburn was far from willing to yield to this line of argument; yet he

understood it, as I did also, and perceived that it was the only logical

outcome of the only premises which Fray Antonio would recognize. Young,

on the other hand, did not in the least understand it, and Fray

Antonio's reasoning simply threw him into a rage.

"It's all d----n nonsense," he said, "for th' Padre t' talk about his

duty towards a set o' critters like th' Priest Captain's crowd. What's

th' life o' that whole outfit worth compared t' one life like his? He

might just as well sit down an' chop his own head off as go in among

those fellows; an' he knows it, too. I never heard o' th' man he's

talkin' about who didn't get eat up by th' lions--somebody in th' show

business, I s'pose--but if he thinks there'll he anything worth speakin'

of left of him two hours after he gets back into that city, he's makin'

a pretty d--n big mistake. Oh, I say, Professor, we've _got_ t' stop

this. Th' Padre's off his head, that's all there is to it; an' we've got

t' look after him till he braces up an' gets sensible again. I'll do

anything reasonable that he wants, but I'll be d----d if I'm goin' t'

stand by doin' nothin' while he cuts his own throat!"

Young was quite ready, I am sure, to resort to the radical measure of

clapping Fray Antonio into a strait-jacket; and had the opportunity

arisen for bringing their difference of opinion to a practical issue I

am confident that we should have witnessed an exceedingly curious

conflict, in which heroic self-devotion would have struggled with a

rough but very honest love. And that Fray Antonio anticipated such a

conflict was shown by his taking effective measures to render it

impossible. During the remainder of that day he steadfastly refused to

discuss the matter further; not harshly, but by shifting away into other

channels our earnest talk. Only at night, before we lay down to sleep,

of his own motion he turned once more to the matter; and when he briefly

had exhibited to us again the motives which urged him forward upon a

way so perilous, he begged that we would not think ill of his insisting

upon traversing our wishes, but that once more we would clasp hands with

him in sign of our forgiveness and continued love.

So tender was the mood that came upon us with his gentle words that none

of us well could answer him; and this he understood as in turn we took

his hand and strove to utter that which was in our hearts, and only

could say huskily a word or two, of which the meaning was conveyed for

the most part by the sorrow and the longing that were in our tones.

Young's natural instincts were wholly opposed to any display of the

softer emotions, and for shame of the weakness that in this case he

could not help but show, his face and neck flushed red, and he declared

that he had the toothache. And then, as a vent for his overwrought

feelings--of all things in the world--he fell to cursing the

Superintendent of the Old Colony Railroad: on the ground that but for

this functionary, who most unjustifiably had discharged him, he never

would have come to Mexico at all!

For my own part, I was well convinced that Fray Antonio meant then to

say good-bye to us; and for a long while, as I lay awake that night, my

thoughts went backward over the time that we had been companions

together, and so dwelt upon the faithfulness of his friendship, and upon

his gallant bearing in all times of peril, and upon the pure and perfect

holiness which characterized his every act and word. Into the future I

dared not let my thoughts wander, for I could foresee no outcome to the

purpose which he had planned so resolutely but a dreary sorrow that

would rest heavily upon me through all the remainder of my days. And at

last, worn out by my own grief, I fell into a troubled sleep.

The faint gray light of early morning shone dimly in the room as Rayburn

awakened me by shaking my arm; and the first words which he spoke to me

were, "The Padre is not here!"

As I roused myself fully, and sat up and looked into his face, I saw by

the look that he gave me how fully he shared the dread that was in my

heart. Young still was sleeping, and we waited to rouse him until we

should make sure that what we feared must be the truth really was true.

Together we went out quietly into the court-yard and so to the main

entrance of the building, where a guard was stationed. But this man was

asleep; and when I wakened him, and questioned him as to whether the

monk had gone forth, he could give me no answer. Therefore we went on to

the gate of the Citadel--which gate, being a vastly heavy grating,

raised and lowered by chains, was not usually closed even at night--in

the hope that there we might gain some certain knowledge. And here also

we found all of the half-dozen men on guard slumbering, saving only one

man, who seemed to have been aroused by the sound of our footsteps, and

who raised himself on one elbow and looked at us with a sleepy

curiosity.

[Illustration: IN THE GATE-WAY OF THE CITADEL]

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