CHAPTER IX.

Departure from Bolonchen.--Lose the Road.--Sugar Rancho.--A new

Section of Country.--Rancho of Santa Rosa.--Annoyance from

Fleas.--Visit to the Ruins of Labphak.--A lofty Structure.--Apartments,

&c.--Staircases.--Doorways.--Interesting Discovery.--Courtyard.--Square

Building on the second Terrace.--Ornaments in Stucco.--Oblong Building

on the third Terrace.--Colossal Figures and Ornaments.--Centre

Apartment.--Tokens of recent Occupation.--Ground Plan of the lower

Range of Apartments.--Sculptured Bas-reliefs.--Builders adapted their

Style to the Materials at Hand.--Abode at the Ruins.--Wants.--Moonlight

Scene.--Painting.--Circular Holes.--Range of

Buildings.--Staircases.--Ornaments in Stucco.--Rain.--Love of the

Marvellous.

Early the next morning we resumed our journey. On leaving the village

we were soon again in the wilderness. Albino remained behind to

breakfast; we had not gone far before we came to a fork of the road,

and took one of the branches, by which we missed our way, and rode on

over a great plain covered with bushes above our horses' heads, the

path finally becoming so completely choked up that it was impossible to

continue. We turned back and took another; and, keeping as near as

possible, by the compass, what we understood to be the direction, came

out upon a muddy aguada, covered with weeds, and beyond this a sugar

rancho, the first we had seen in Yucatan, indicating that we were

entering a different section of country. We had escaped the region of

eternal stones, and the soil was rich and loamy. A league beyond this

we reached the rancho of Santa Rosa. It was a very rare thing in this

country to notice any place for its beauty of situation, but we were

struck with this, though perhaps its beauty consisted merely in

standing upon a slight elevation, and commanding a view of an open

country.

The major domo was somewhat surprised at the object of our visit. The

ruins were about two leagues distant, but he had never seen them, and

had no great opinion of ruins generally. He immediately sent out,

however, to notify the Indians to be on the ground in the morning, and

during the evening he brought in one who was to be our guide. By way of

getting some idea of the ruins, we showed him some of Mr. Catherwood's

drawings, and asked him if his bore any resemblance to them. He looked

at them all attentively, and pointed to the blanks left for the

doorways as the points of resemblance; from his manner we got the

impression that we should have to thank the cura for a bootless visit.

The night at this rancho was a memorable one. We were so scourged by

fleas that sleep was impossible. Mr. Catherwood and Dr. Cabot resorted

to the Central American practice of sewing up the sheets into a bag,

and all night we were in a fever.

The next morning we started for the ruins of Labphak, taking care to

carry our luggage with, us, and not intending, under any circumstances,

to return. The major domo accompanied us. It was luxurious to ride on a

road free from stones. In an hour we entered a forest of fine trees,

and a league beyond found a party of Indians, who pointed us to a

narrow path just opened, wilder than anything we had yet travelled.

After following this some distance, the Indians stopped, and made signs

to us to dismount. Securing the horses, and again following the

Indians, in a few minutes we saw peering through the trees the white

front of a lofty building, which, in the imperfect view we had of it,

seemed the grandest we had seen in the country. It had three stories,

the uppermost consisting of a bare dead wall, without any doorways,

being, the Indians told us, the casa cerrada, or closed house, which

the cura and alcalde intended to open con bombas. The whole building,

with all its terraces, was overgrown with gigantic trees. The Indians

cutting a path along the front, we moved on from door to door, and

wandered through its desolate chambers. For the first time in the

country we found interior staircases, one of which was entire, every

step being in its place. The stones were worn, and we almost expected

to see the foot-prints of the former occupants. With hurried interest

we moved on till we reached the top. This commanded an extensive view

over a great wooded and desolate plain, to which the appearance of the

heavens gave at the moment an air of additional dreariness. The sky was

overcast, and portended the coming of another Norte. The wind swept

over the ruined building, so that in places we were obliged to cling to

the branches of the trees to save ourselves from falling. An eagle

stayed his flight through the air and hovered over our heads. At a

great height Doctor Cabot recognised it as one of a rare species, the

first which he had seen in the country, and stood with his gun ready,

hoping to carry it home with him as a memorial of the place; but the

proud bird soared away.

It seemed almost sacrilege to disturb the repose in which this building

lay, and to remove its burial shroud, but soon, amid the ringing of the

axe and machete, and the crash of falling trees, this feeling wore

away. We had thirty Indians, who, working under the direction of the

major domo, were equal to forty or fifty in our hands, and there was

the most glorious excitement I had experienced in walking along these

terraces, with Albino and the major domo to convey my directions to the

Indians. Indeed, I can hardly imagine a higher excitement than to go

through that country with a strong force, time, and means at command,

to lay bare the whole region in which so many ruined cities are now

buried.

In the mean time Mr. Catherwood, still an invalid, and deprived of

sleep the night before, had his hammock slung in an apartment at the

top of the building. By afternoon the clearing was finished, and he

made his drawing, which appears in the engraving opposite.

[Engraving 27: A grand Structure]

The lowest range or story is one hundred and forty-five feet in length.

The roof and a portion of the facade have fallen, and almost buried the

centre doorways. The apartments containing the staircases are indicated

in a plan hereinafter presented. Each staircase consists of two

flights, with a platform at the head of the first, which forms the foot

of the second, and they lead out upon the roof, under the projection

which stands like a watch-tower in the wall of the second range, and

from this range two interior staircases lead out in the same way to the

platform of the third.

The reader will observe that in the second and third ranges there are

no openings of any kind except those at the head of the staircases, but

simply a plain, solid wall. At first sight of this wall we thought we

had really at last found a casa cerrada, and almost wished for the cura

with his bombas. The major domo, looking up at it, called it so; but it

seemed strange that such a character had ever been ascribed to it; for,

barely working our way round the platform of the terrace, we found

ranges of doorways opening into apartments, and that this was merely

what we had often seen before, a back wall without doors or windows.

And we made another much more interesting and important discovery. The

elevation which we came upon first, facing the west, and shown in the

engraving, noble and majestic as it was, was actually the rear of the

building, and the front, facing the east, presented the tottering

remains of the grandest structure that now rears its ruined head in the

forests of Yucatan.

In front was a grand courtyard, with ranges of ruined buildings,

forming a hollow square, and in the centre a gigantic staircase rose

from the courtyard to the platform of the third story. On the platform

of the second terrace, at each end, stood a high square building like a

tower, with the remains of rich ornaments in stucco; and on the

platform of the third, at the head of the grand staircase, one on each

side of it, stood two oblong buildings, their facades adorned with

colossal figures and ornaments in stucco, seemingly intended as a

portal to the structure on the top. In ascending the grand staircase,

cacique, priest, or stranger had before him this gorgeously ornamented

portal, and passed through it to enter the centre apartment of the

upper story.

This apartment, however, does not correspond with the grandeur of the

approach, and, according to our understanding of proprieties, the view

of it is attended with disappointment. It is twenty-three feet long,

only five feet six inches wide, and perfectly plain, without painting

or ornament of any kind. But in this lofty chamber were strange

memorials, tokens of recent occupation, indicating, amid the desolation

and solitude around, that within a few years this ruined edifice, from

which the owners had perhaps fled in terror, or been driven by the

sword, had been the refuge and abode of man. In the holes of the

archway were poles for the support of hammocks, and at each end were

swinging shelves made of twigs and rods. When the cholera swept like a

scourge over this isolated country, the inhabitants of the villages and

ranchos fled for safety to the mountains and the wilderness. This

desolate building was repeopled, this lofty chamber was the abode of

some scared and stricken family, and here, amid hardships and

privations, they waited till the angel of death passed by.

The engraving which follows represents the ground-plan of the lower

range. It consists of ranges of narrow apartments on all four of the

sides, opening outward, and the reader will see that it has fitness,

and uniformity of design and proportion. The grand staircase, forty

feet wide, is indicated in the engraving. The interior, represented in

blank, forms the foundation for the support of the two upper ranges. It

is cut off and enclosed on all sides by the inner wall, has no

communication with any of the apartments, and is apparently a solid

mass. Whether it really is solid or contains apartments, remains, as in

other structures of the same kind, a question for the investigation of

future explorers. Under the circumstances attending our visit, we were

utterly unable to attempt anything of the kind.

[Engraving 28: Ground Plan]

The reader will notice in the plan two places marked "sculptured

bas-reliefs." In these places are carved tablets set in the wall, as at

Palenque, and, except at Palenque, this was the only place in all our

wanderings in which we found bas-reliefs thus disposed. We were now

moving in the direction of Palenque, though, of course, at a great

distance from it; the face of the country was less stony, and the

discovery of these bas-reliefs, and the increase and profusion of

stuccoed ornaments, induced, the impression that, in getting beyond the

great limestone surface, the builders of these cities had adapted their

style to the materials at hand, until, at Palenque, instead of putting

up great facades of rudely-carved stone, they decorated the exterior

with ornaments in stucco, and, having fewer carved ornaments, bestowed

upon them more care and skill.

[Engraving 29: Bas-reliefs]

The plate opposite represents the bas-reliefs referred to. Though

resembling those at Palenque in general character and detail of

ornament, they are greatly inferior in design and execution. Standing

in the outer wall, they are much defaced and worn; the tablets on the

south, both in the drawing and Daguerreotype view, presented a confused

appearance. Both were composed of separate stones; but the subjects on

the different pieces appeared, in some cases, to want adaptation to

each other, and almost suggested the belief that they were fragments of

other tablets, put together without much regard to design of any kind.

Night was almost upon us when Albino inquired in what apartment he

should hang up our hammocks. In the interest of our immediate

occupations we had not thought of this; a buzzing in the woods gave

ominous warning of moschetoes, and we inclined to the highest range;

but it was unsafe to carry our things up, or to move about the broken

terraces in the dark. We selected, as the most easy of access, the

rooms indicated in the engraving by the second doorway on the left,

which, as the reader may see, was partly encumbered in front by the

ruins of the facade on the right. We secured the doorway against

moschetoes with the black muslin used for the Daguerreotype tent. The

kitchen was established in the corner room, and as soon as all was

arranged we called in the servants, and associated them with us in an

interesting and extraordinary sitting, as a committee of ways and

means. The horses were well provided for in the way of green food, for

many of the trees cut down were noble ramons, but there was neither

corn nor water, and we were equally destitute ourselves. Except our

staple stock of ten, coffee, chocolate, and a few rolls of Bolonchen

bread (like all the bread of that country, sweetened, and only made to

be used with chocolate), we had nothing. Morning would break upon us

without materials for a breakfast. Summary measures were necessary, and

I went out to consult with the major domo and the Indians. They had

made a clearing near the horses, had their hammocks swung under the

trees, and a large fire in the centre. All vacated their hammocks, and

were docile as doves until I mentioned the necessity of sending

immediately for provisions. Completely the creatures of habit, used to

ending their labours with the sun, and then to gossip and repose, they

could not bear to be disturbed. Money was no object to them; and but

for the major domo I should not have been able to accomplish anything.

He selected two, each of whom was intrusted with part of the

commission, as one could not remember all the items, and a written

memorandum would, of course, be of no use. There was one article, the

procuring of which was doubtful, and that was an olla, or earthen pot,

for cooking; no Indian had more than one in his hut, and that was

always in use. Our messengers were instructed to buy, hire, or beg, or

get in any other way their ingenuity might suggest, but not to come

back without one.

Relieved in this important matter, the encampment under the trees, with

the swarthy figures of the Indians lighted by the fire, presented a

fine spectacle, and, but for the apprehension of moschetoes, I should

have been tempted to hang up my hammock among them. As I returned, the

moon was beaming magnificently over the clearing, lighting up the

darkness of the woods, and illuminating the great white building from

its foundation to the summit.

We had some apprehensions for the night. My hammock was swung in the

front apartment. Directly over my head, in the layer of flat stones

along the arch, was the dim outline of a faded red painting like that

first seen at Kewick. On the walls were the prints of the mysterious

red hand, and around were the tokens of recent occupation before

referred to, adding strength to the reflection always pressing upon our

minds, what tales of fear and wonder these old walls, could they speak,

might disclose. We had a large fire built in one corner of the

apartment, but we heard no moschetoes, and there were no fleas. During

the night we all woke up at the same moment, only to congratulate each

other and enjoy the consciousness of feeling ourselves free from these

little nuisances.

Our first business the next morning was to send our horses off to

drink, and to procure water for ourselves, for the Indians had

exhausted all that was found in the hollows of the rocks. At eleven

o'clock our emissaries returned with fowls, tortillas, and an olla, the

last of which they had hired for a medio, but for that day only.

Except a small ruined structure which we passed on the way to this

building, as yet we had seen only this one with the ranges around the

courtyard. It was clear that it did not stand alone; but we were so

completely buried in the woods that it was utterly impossible to know

which way to turn in search of others. In making our clearing we had

stumbled upon two circular holes, like those found at Uxmal, which the

Indians called chuhunes, or cisterns, and which they said existed in

all parts, and Doctor Cabot, in pursuit of a bird, had found a range of

buildings at but a short distance, disconnected from each other, and

having their facades ornamented with stucco.

Going out to the path from which we had turned off to reach this

edifice, and proceeding upon it a short distance, we saw through the

trees the corner of a large building, which proved to be a great

parallelogram, enclosing a hollow square. In the centre of the front

range a grand but ruined staircase ascended from the ground to the top

of the building and, crossing the flat roof, we found a corresponding

staircase leading down into the courtyard. The richest ornaments were

on the side facing the courtyard, being of stucco and on each side of

the staircase were some of new and curious design, but, unfortunately,

they were all in a ruinous condition. The whole courtyard was

overgrown, so that the buildings facing it were but indistinctly

visible, and in some places not at all.

In the afternoon the wind increased to a regular Norther, and at night

all the Indians were driven in by the rain.

The next day the rain continued, and the major domo left us, taking

with him nearly all the Indians. This put an end to the clearing, Mr.

Catherwood had a recurrence of fever, and in the intervals of sunshine

Dr. Cabot and myself worked with the Daguerreotype.

In the mean time, from the difficulty of procuring water and

necessaries, we found our residence at these ruins uncomfortable. Our

Indians, whom we had engaged to carry our luggage, complained of the

detention, and, to crown our troubles, the owner of the olla came, and

insisted upon having it returned. Mr. Catherwood, too, was unable to

work, the woods were wet with the rain, and we considered it advisable

to change the scene. There is no place which we visited that we were so

reluctant to leave unfinished, and none that better deserved a month's

exploration. It remains a rich and almost unbroken field for the future

explorer, and, that he may have something to excite his imagination,

and, at the same time, to show that the love of the marvellous is not

confined to any one country, I may add that, upon the strength of a

letter of mine to a friend in the interior, giving an account of the

discovery of this place, and mentioning the vestiges of six buildings,

we found, on our return to Merida, that these six had gone on

accumulating, and had not been fairly brought to a stop till they had

reached six hundred!

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