The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-10-07
that whenever they passed him the
two Indians crouched almost to the

that whenever they passed him the
two Indians crouched almost to the
ground. Evidently the friendship of
our desert journey was done with, and
the person of whom we had hitherto
thought and spoken to as an equal must
henceforth be treated with respect. In
deed, the proud-faced, white-bearded
chief seemed so royal in his changed
surroundings, that we were moved to
follow the example of the others and
bow whenever he looked at U.S..
The food is ready" said Zibalbay,
such as it Is. Be seated. Nay, daugh-
ter, you need not stand before me- We
are still fellow wanderers, all of us, and
ceremony can wait till we are come to
the City of the Heart
Then we sat down, and the Indians
waited on us. What the dishes consist
ed OF we did not know, but after our
long privations it seemed to us that we
mad never eaten so excellent a meal or
drank anything SO good as the native
VINE which was served with it, Still
Notwithstanding our present comfort, 1
think that the senor's heart misgave
him, and he had presentiments of evil
Maya and he still loved one another.
but he felt that things were utterly
changed as she herself had pointed out
Whle they wandered he had in a.
sense been the acknowledged head of
the party, as to speak truth, a white
man OF gentle birth is always acknowI-
edged by right of his blood among
companions of a colored race Now it
was different, and he must take his
place as an alien wanderer admitted to
the country upon suffrance, and al
ready this difference could be seen in
Zloalbay's mode of address. Formerly
he had called him 'senor." or even
friend" tonight when speaking to him
he used word which meant foreign
er, or unknown one," and even my
self he called without adding any title
of respect.
One good thing we, who had nothing
10 smoke for six weeks or more, found
in this place, however, for presently the
Indian entered with cigarettes made by
roll1ng tobacco in the thin sheat that
grows about the cobs of Indian corn.
Come thither," said Zibalbay to the
indian, when he had handed us the
cigarettes. Start now to the borders
OF the lake and advise the captain of
the village of the corn-growers that his
lord has returned again, commanding
him in my name to furnish four trav-
cling litters, to be here within four
hours after sunrise. Warn him also to
have canoes in readiness to bear us
across the lake, but as he values his
the city. Go, now, and swiftly"
The man bowed, and snatching a
spear and a feather cloak from a peg
near the door, vanished into the night.
headless of the bowling wind and the
sleet that slashed upon the roof.
How far is it to the village?" asked
the senior.
'Ten leagues or more" zibalbay an
srered. land the road is not good.
Still, if he does not fall from a. preci-
pice or lose his life in snowdrift he
will be there within six hours. Come.
daughter, it is time for US to rest: our
journey has been long and you must
be weary. Good night to YOU, nv
guests, tomorrow shall hope to house
you better" And with a bow he left
the room.
Maya rose to follow his example, and
going to the senior, gave him her
hand, which he touched with his lips.
How good it is to taste tobacco
again." he said, as Maya went. ''No,
don't go to bed yet, Ignatio take a
cigarette and another glass of this aqua
ardiente and let us talk. Do Won
know, friend, it seems to me that Zibal-
bay has changed. I never was great
admirer of his character, but perhaps ]
do not understand it,
do you not, senior? I think that ]
do. Like some Christian priests, the
man is a fanatic, and like myself, a
dreamer. Also, he is full of ambition
and tyrannical, one who will spare
neither himself nor others, where he
has an end to gain, or thinks that he
can promote the welfare of his coun-
| try and the glory of his gods.