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heard gossip about the matter under my window last
night. You have tried to trick me all of you ! Come ;
Wisti, it is good for me this day that I have red
brothers of the Desert."

" Yes it is good for you," agreed Wisti quietly ;
and she wheeled her horse, and touched him with the
spur. It was the best animal of Don Antonio, and
little used to urging. He fairly skimmed the ground
over the sloping range to Sante Fe, with the Indian as
close to her as his horse could keep him.

There is little to tell of that ride back for the rest
of us. Dona Ynez openly wept at the wreck of all her
pretty plans for the lovers. Don Lorenzo asked if the
beautiful Dona Sancha was not a mad woman, and
Marco rode sullenly beside us, cursing his luck, and
cursing Tristan Rueda whom he was glad to know
was a damned Jew who would be garroted or burned
some fine morning. And when he got tired of plans for
Tristan, he flung an extra curse at me, and even at
the poor Indian girl who strove timidly to express
sorrow that some shadow had fallen over him.


For myself, I rode along in the unhappy group feel
ing that one curse more or less could not make dif
ference to me after her bitter words. Marco had been
given his deserts, but I could see no justice in her choice
of that Indio brother.


THAT was the day of panic for all to remember,
for the news Don Lorenzo brought of the north
ern pueblos was no news to the Holy Office,
or to Governor Antonio Otermin when we rode
into Santa Fe.

Two Indians from Tesuque had crept away from that
pueblo under cover of the scrub brush, and in fear of
their lives, and the word they brought made clear all the
strange things of the clans from Tusayan to Santa Fe.

For the word was out secretly over all the land, and
in two more risings of the sun, every clan and tribe was
joined in conspiracy to rise against the Castilian priests.
In every pueblo they would wipe from the frontier all
trace of the white man s god, under whom they and
their children were made as slaves!

So secret was the plot that only the older men knew
all. The informers begged that if they could not be
protected, they be killed quickly by the men of Don
Antonio, and not be given up as captives. Pope, the
leader of the revolution, had strangled Nicholas Bua,
the husband of his daughter, and the governor of San
Juan de los Caballeros, because his loyalty to the cause
of the insurrectos was even suspected.

Governor Otermin was given, according to this in-



formation, only two days in which to take all his people,
and his loyal Indians, and remove to the south, for it
was too late for the saving of Santa Cruz, or any white
people outside of Santa Fe, and no hope for them unless
the warning was taken quickly. When I heard that I
remembered the word of Hongovi in farewell the
little far-off trembling of the wind before the tornado
and against his urging we had riden into the tornado

The priests doubted the extent of conspiracy, and
Padre Domingo had the informers cast into the cuartel
for whipping unless they told all names concerned.
They would, or could, tell no names except of course
that of Pope, the magician whom all knew had a fine
record as a breeder of troubles. Then there was Jaca
of far Taos, and Francisco of San Yldefonso, but of
Tesuque, or of Santa Fe, they would give no names.

" Five years ago when Fray Andres Duran, of San
Yldefonso, was bewitched by the shamans of the Tegua
nation, you all know the only way to find justice for
that holy man," stated Padre Domingo. " The records
tell that forty-three Indians were whipped and enslaved,
and four were publicly hanged as a warning to all the
clans, and it served. When Pope, that red enemy of
Christ, marched here with his seventy followers to ran
som the forty-seven conspirators, he and every rebel of
them all should have been put to death by the state or
the Holy Office. There has been too much leniency
with these infidels. That was the time to nip all
threatened insurrections in the bud."

Governor Otermin listened, but as fast as his pen
could write orders he was sending calls to the south


for all scattered troops. The lieutenant-governor was
at Ysleta with extra men, and his adjutant, Pedro Leiva,
was at Alamillo with forty others.

" All this is as you say, padre," he agreed, " but in
that day Governor Juan Frecencio did his best, accord
ing to his light, when he called special tribunal to
investigate. He was, as I am, Padre, but one officer
with a handful of soliders to guard this province against
thousands of the wild tribes. We have begged for
colonists here, and now that we have them, we must
risk all things for their protection."

" You forget, Don Antonio, that this word of insur
rection means a religious war and not a political one.
It is final battle for their false gods against the True
Faith. You will have much more than your handful
of soldiers, Excellency; you will have back of you the
Holy Office, and all its converts."

" But who will guarantee the converts in the face of
swarms of pagans who number thousands?" asked
Governor Otermin.

"Are not the two Tesuque informers, converts?"
returned Fray Francisco, the superior of the monastery,
with a desire to smooth over the little difficulty. " They
show zeal for the cause in the face of estrangement
from their people."

" Ay," agreed the governor. " But they refuse to
give names of conspirators here within our walls, and
zeal without knowledge may lead us into traps of

" Don Antonio," said the superior with quiet mean
ing, " the report of the two men was made first to their
confessor. This makes it our affair to see that they


do speak. Padre Domingo will see to this. They have
been thrown into the prison with a purpose; every
man within the wall will report their words or take
the whip in the plaza, for all to witness."

" Not the men who are prisoned there for other
and trifling faults," protested Don Antonio.

" A spy has been chained with them to make them
talk," said Padre Domingo easily; "never fear but that
we will get at the right of it with no loss of time."

" Padre Domingo," ventured Don Antonio, perplexed
and troubled, " though you are appointed Inquisitor
here by the Reverend Father, you are new to this north
land. You have not lived here with the records of
these people as have I. May I show you what has been
done in one generation, and the difficulties made by
the Brotherhood for the governors of this province? In
1640 there was special religious exercise in the whip
ping, imprisonment, and hanging of forty natives be
cause they refused to be converts to our faith. That
ecclesiastical action brought on a revolt to be quelled
by the soldiers of the presidio here. The Jemez people
were also driven to rebel for like reasons, and never
laid down their arms until twenty-nine of the leaders
were punished by General Arguello through death and
slavery. In 1650 the natives realized that the kindly
help their fathers had given the Castilians as friends,
was exacted from the children as slaves, and the infrac
tion of religious rules which they did not comprehend,
sent many a man for life to the mines. There was then
another rebellion, but again a convert betrayed the
leaders, and Governor Concho had the task of hanging
nine, and selling the others into slavery. In 1675 the


feeling against the superior of San Yldefonso became
too bitter to quell, and the governor, Don Juan, had the
unpleasant task of enslaving many of the leading men,
and hanging others. These are but a few of the rec
ords, but they are enough to show two things, senor:
first, that the strong leaders of the tribes oppose con
versions, because it has always been a convert who
betrayed his own people in an uprising against eccle
siastical authority; second, that the civil officers of this
province are continually occupied in the quelling of re
ligious troubles, leaving neither men or money for the
efficient development of colonial enterprise. By these
figures, Your Reverence will plainly see that neither
deaths, or slavery, or use of the whip, has ever done
aught but check them in a temporary way. It is a lesson
of years, Padre Domingo, and if these men who have
turned traitors to their tribe, in order to serve us, are
whipped today in the public plaza, I dare not even say
I could guard the man who used the whip! I would
do less than my duty if I laid not this matter before
you in all clearness. You, Padre, have come from
Mexico where there is a standing army to protect the
church. I am hundreds of leagues from an army, and
have only one hundred and twenty men against twenty
thousand natives ! "

" You protect yourself well, Governor Otermin," said
Padre Domingo, who had listened with half closed,
watchful eyes. " But you forget that while the local
government of state is, and must be, temporal, the rule
of Holy Church remains eternal! Bernardo de Man-
dizaval forgot that in the fifties, and was removed from
the governor s seat by the power of the Holy Office.


Governor Penalosa repeated that forgetfulness, and in
stead of the palace of a governor here, he was given
the cell of a prison in Mexico. Don Antonio, these
are things to remember when the Holy Office has plans
to learn the enemies of the True Faith in this land ! "

" On your head be it ! " said Governor Otermin.
" This is not the time for a house to divide against
itself. What I can, I will do, but the word of these
men of Tesuque was very plain. We have two days
before the outbreak is planned. If we make a public
example of them in order to learn more, we only hasten
the evil hour. We need every hour of grace, Your

All this had come too quickly to bring enlightenment,
or clear comprehension to my mind. I was stunned by
sight and hearing of these leaders of men as they calmly
faced the thing we must prepare for. Don Lorenzo
and Marco were detained because of their reports, and
questioned as to their suspicions of pueblo principals,
while I was unnoticed at the edge of the group.

Curiously enough, my thoughts were of Sancha in
the Indio dress rather than the argument, of the men.
I saw them with my eyes, but in a strange double way
I saw her with my mind, and every little act of the
trail from Walpi flashed before me the Indian gifts
of childish things, which yet became important things,
ran between the gray padre and me as beads on a string.
Hopi and Navajo and Jemez she wore their pledge
and the stern old Tehua of the morning had added
his blue bead to the others! All this at first had been
because of Tristan, and the rosary of Don Fernan, and
now, I could but think it was for her own sake.


My head was in a whirl with it. I forgot her dis
dain of us all on the hill, and when the superior and
Padre Domingo left the governor to the planning of
guards, I slipped out, and made my way to the sala.

Dona Zelinda was there, and in tears; not for dread
of self, but for Don Antonio, and his probable fate if
he opposed the officers of the Inquisition. Her own
memory was alive to the discipline former governors
had suffered at their hands.

" It is days like this in which we remember how far
we are from Mexico ! " she lamented ; but Dona Ynez,
who had wept at what she thought a quarrel of lovers
on the hill, now sat with wide, dry eyes, and pale face.

" I do not think anyone has ever seen a day like
this," she said. " Lorenzo tells me that on one excuse
or another, the Indies swarm the hills. It is too early
for the hunt, yet in the north there are bands of them
with hunting spears."

I asked for Sancha, but was told she had not come
in. Our Indio, Manuel, had been waiting for her with
some message, and at once she had ridden to the mon
astery with Wisti to see the prior there.

" But that is Fray Francisco, and he has been with
Governor Otermin in consultation," I said. " This is
no day for careless riding in a new town. Wisti is a
treasure in a desert, but scarce a proper guide for Santa
Fe. I must find her, and make her listen, though she
hate me for it."

"The saints guard her!" said Dona Ynez. "I had
forgotten her temper out there. Her anger was nat
ural when she found the maid was his and the poor
maid was not to blame either. He turned her to me


as lightly as you would cast an old cloak yet the girl
is worth a good price."

" I lack even a marivada, and so does my cousin," I
said, " but we know the father of that girl, and he has
done us kindness. Will you sell, at your own price,
and await long the paying?"

"What day is this to trade for slaves?" she asked.
" We will do well to save ourselves, and every extra
Indio is a danger. Take the girl, Don Juan, and get
her quickly as may be out of our sight. She weeps
with fright in the kitchen."

I scarce knew what was in my mind to do, but as I
went out in the sunshine of the street, Manuel stood,
watchful, and erect, in the narrow strip of shade. His
eyes were to the street of the monastery and I knew he
waited the sight of Sancha even before he spoke.

" The mate of the feather is tied with ropes and is
behind prison bars," he said. " The padre has done it,
and not the governor. A man of my clan is convert,
and tells me."

" Does he tell you of your daughter? " I asked, and
he regarded me gravely.

" He does, and she is in San Yldefonso," he said. " I
have not seen her, yet I have found her at last."

" Come," I said, and led him back through the patio
to where, under the ramada of a giant grape vine, the
poor, disdained young slave, wept because forsaken
among strange faces.

He turned to me with a wonderful look on his face
as he had sight of her bent head. In another instant
she was in his arms, and the people who think the
Indio disdains love, should have seen them there!


" She is the gift to you of Dona Sancha," I said.
" There is no one to stand in her trail home."

" And the man? " he asked.

"Dona Sancha was to be wife to the man, but now
she will never be his wife," I answered.

" That is so," he said gravely. " No one shall be his

Not until afterwards did I give thought to his speech
and then it gave me many thoughts.

" I would say that you send her quickly to safety,"
I suggested. " This looks a busy day even without
women or girls to care for."

He looked at me very steadily, and nodded his head
in assent, and he went with her out the back way, while
I started again to look for Sancha.

In the plaza I saw the man Roberto with one of his
comrades, and he lifted his hand and laughed at me.

" Will he again play dog in the manger with the
maid of another man?" he jeered. "A fine padre
you take the trail with, Senor! He fooled you well
with his high words and his monk s robe, for he was a
renegade heretic in borrowed plumes."

" It was you who lay in wait and roped him ? " I

" None other, and he is safe bound now with the
other apostates they are bringing out for whipping."

"You did this at the word of Padre Domingo?" I

"Why not? He is made Inquisitor General here to
deal with the red heretics, and that is an office higher
than governor, and higher than superior of the mon
astery. When he speaks, we all jump."


" So it seems," I said, pondering in my mind if any
power might secure Tristan respite there on the frontier.
That mention of the whipping made me sick. Few men,
Indio or white, would retain secrets of danger under
the lash of the Inquisition. Padre Domingo meant to
show the clans that no partiality would be shown. A
white skin was no safeguard when the fight for Holy
Faith was in question.

I felt all this rather than thought it, and as the guard
suddenly swung into the plaza ahead of the priests, I
knew what it meant. They were bringing out all the
prisoners the better to flog the poor Tesuque men into
telling more perhaps than they could humanly know.
If ever I could win a word of help from the governor,
this was the time.

But the bell of the monastery was ringing a doleful
note by which the people were warned of executions,
or special disciplining of prisoners, and the houses were
soon emptied, and the little lanes and the plaza filled
with wondering, questioning people. Yet among them
all, I could get no sight of Governor Otermin. Don
Lorenzo I saw, and De Lara, each fully armed, and
very grave of face, as was every soldier who knew the

" Find him for the love of God ! find the governor
for me ! " I asked each frantically. " There is a man
of blood, of rank, of dignity, roped there among those
bewildered cattle! Get an order for a shot, and quick
death for him if it must be the death a soldier should
have but no touch of a lash to fall on him ! "

Roque de Lara caught and held me, and Marco de
Ordofio stood near and laughed.


"I owe you a shot for your damned treason to me,
Juan Rivera," he said, " and I wish it were a whip
promised to your own back."

" Marco ! " I begged, " for the honor of your own
house, stand by the honor of your house, stand by
the friendships of the house ! He was loyal to you
loyal all your life. Your fathers were faithful, and this
is your one chance, Marco, your last chance ! "

I only remember he pushed me back against De Lara,
and said I was a crazy fool, and that he knew nothing
of my meaning. Then, in the midst of his words, he
gave a shout of exulting, and laughed.

He had seen Tristan, whose hands were roped, and
whose head was bandaged with blood-stained linen.
The concealing banda prevented me from seeing his
face until he was very close, but the laugh of Marco
told me that hate had found him first.

" Hi ! the Judaizing heretic ! " he called above the
tolling of the bell, " and that is the friend of rank and
blood and dignity for whom he asks a soldier s
courtesy ! "

" Yes, it is ! " I shouted back ; " of blood more nearly
royal than our own, Marco! The blood of men who
were high priests of God before Christ was born! He
asks nothing, and we owe him much. Find the gov
ernor ; this is our day for payment ! "

The yellow face of Padre Domingo pushed my way
through the crowd.

"Is this so?" he asked. "Open confession is good
for the soul, Don Juan. For what do you owe the
heretic in bonds there? "

" For life, and a safe journey here," I answered


boldly. " He could have saved himself in comfort, yet
strove to shelter us."

" Ah? " he said with a cold smile, " and what is the
debt of Sefior de Ordono?"

" That is for him to say," and I turned to Marco im

" Alcatraz, turn your face and look on these men,"
commanded Padre Domingo. " You have heard their
words. What is the debt they owe to you?"

The eyes of Tristan rested one instant on mine, a
wonderful look, and passed me by to look on Marco.

" The boy owes me not anything, Senor Padre," he
said clearly, " and the man owes me for the life of my
foster sister whom he stole, and left to die with Indians
of Sonora."

There was a strange hush as he spoke, and Don Lor
enzo glanced meaningly at De Lara. All of them knew
of poor little Anita.

But back of me I heard a cry from Sancha.

"O Ivava! Kahn Alcatraz! your sister?"

She had ridden up, pushing her horse slowly through
the mass of people to the portal of the palace, and I
had not seen her coming. Wisti was close behind, and
there was a strange meeting of Indian glances when
she called " Ivava."

But Marco scowled in fury.

" What is this heretic to you, Dona Sancha, Mar-
quesa de Llorente?" he demanded. "Does a lady of
Spain claim knowledge of outlaws in the street?"

"What is he to me?" she repeated clearly. "He
saved me from Indio slavery! he has gone hungry
that I might be fed ! he clothed me when I went naked !


All I have to put in the balance would weigh but little
towards my debt to him! Padre Domingo, will you do
me the favor to find for me the governor, and the father
superior of the monastery? I must speak of this mat
ter to them, and go surety for Senor Alcatraz. A mis
take has been made that he should walk in bonds like
this. I beg you have him loosed."

"What is this?" asked Governor Otermin from the
portal. "What mistake is this?"

" It is witchcraft, no less ! " stated Marco. " This
lady is to be my wife, our betrothal is of many years,
and here, suddenly, she claims she owes this heretic
Jew her friendship above all others! It was known
that he half bewitched Don Payo ere he sailed away,
and this is not the first woman on whom he has worked
enchantment! In Mexico he was in league with devils
until they fear to use for the altars even the pictures
he painted. That is a truth that our reverend father
here knows more of than I."

" It is quite true, Excellency," said Padre Domingo.
" He is a man dangerous to the Holy Office because
of his heresies. When his bonds are loosed the stars
will shine at midday, or you, proud maid of Llorente y
Rivera will step down to walk barefoot beside him ! "

" But the stars do shine at midday ! " cried Sancha,
with a half triumphant, half-tearful note in her voice.
" I saw it so in a deep canon on the way, and quick
Wisti, untie my shoe ! "

" O great soul, and loyal comrade ! " breathed Tristan.
" Juanito, let her not touch the dust! "

Marco caught the head of her horse to turn it.

" Let her not shame herself here in the eyes of your


slaves, Don Antonio ! " he called. " I tell you it is a
witchcraft. As the lady who is to be my wife, I claim
the right to protect her from her own madness, and I
ask the church to aid against this apostate ! "

"Apostate! is it so?" said Sancha looking down at
Tristan. " O faithful apostate ! Take your hand from
my bridle, Marco de Ordono, and choose better your
words. Neither betrothal or marriage will ever be be
tween you and me. Since I must say it before all these
people, I say it ! "

" Ay ! " he snarled, catching her wrist, " why not con
fess the rest that this accursed Tristan has you
bound in some spell of the damned letters until you
would lower yourself to the dust with him? "

"Tristan? The letters?" she said, and stared, white-
faced from one to the other. " Tell me, tell me ! This
is Kahn Alcatraz this is "

" Kahn yes, the name of a Jew ! " said Marco,
" and Alcatraz, yes, the name of Fray Fernando Alca
traz, his priestly father ! But before that, he was Tris
tan, the shepherd of our herds! The boy you hated,
but the man sent you letters of witch charms until you
crossed the seas to him. I see that now see all too
plainly! Is there no pride left in you? Are you held
in bonds to this outcast? He is convicted by church,
and outlawed by state. Do you still choose to walk
barefoot beside him?"

" To the end of the world ! " she said, and more quick
than I could see, she slipped the Navajo knife of ob
sidian from her belt, and sunk it into the hand of Marco
holding her wrist.

There was a scream of pain from him, and then an-


other, but she neither heard or saw what happened
when Marco crumpled to the ground with another
Indio knife between his shoulders. Manuel left it there,
and like a flash was beside her as she slipped to the
ground, and cut the bonds of Tristan.

" O Glory of God ! " Tristan cried as her arms circled
his shoulders. " White Virgo come to earth for me ! "

But above the surging tumult, the terrible voice of
Padre Domingo sounded in my ears as echo of the ter
rible bell.

" Seize that shameless woman for the trial of Holy
Faith ! " he thundered. " No rank of earth can save
her here in New Granada! She shall indeed walk beside
him in the dust walk excommunicated, and in chains
to the flaming staJfe! "

So sudden was all the rest that no one could tell who
gave signal for battle; yet Manuel did make curious
call as Marco fell there in his tracks before the portal,
and at sound of that call it seemed the very earth
swarmed Indians. They dropped from the flat roofs
by the score, while the Padre shouted, and like a red
wave of war, they launched themselves between Man
uel and the guard. I saw Tristan with Sancha in his
arms crowded farther and farther away by the mob of
fanatic Indians who had been placid servers a moment
before, and were now reckless warriors.

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