The Florida agriculturist. [volume] (DeLand, Fla.) 1878-1911, 1895-02-06
CHAPTER XXXV.
OTOMIE'S FAREWELL.


Thus, then, did I accomplish the venge-
ance that I had sworn to my father l
would wreak upon De Garcia, or rather
thus did witness it's accomplishment for
in the end he died. terribly enough, not by
my hand, but by those of his own fears.
When De Garcia was gone into the pit,
I turned my steps homeward or rather to-
ward the ruined city which I could see be-
Meath me, for had no home left.
1t was near sunset when I came thither,
for the road was long, and grew weak.
BY the palace I met the Captain Diaz and
some Of his company, and they lifted their
bonnets to me as I went by, for they had
respect for my SORROWS. Only Diaz spoke,
saying:
lis the murderer dead?"
nodded and went on. I went on to
our chamber, for there I thought that I
should find Otomie.
She sat in it alone, cold and beautiful,
as though she had been fashioned in mar
BILE.
IT have buried him with the bones of
his brethren and his forefathers she said,
answering the question that my eyes asked
1T seemed best that you should see him
no more, lest your heart should break
1T is we'll, - answered, but my heart
is broken already"
els the murderer dead?" she said pres
entity in the very words of Diaz.
He is dead"
"How9"
told her in few words.
"You should have slain him yourself.
Our sons blood is not avenged
II should have slain him, but in that
hour did not seek vengeance l watched
it fall from heaven and was content. Per
chance it is best so. The seeking of venge-
ance has brought all my SORROWS upon me.
Vengeance belongs to God and not to man.
as / have learned too late"
II do not think So, said Otomie, and
the look upon her face was that look which
I had seen when she smOte the Tlascalan,
when she haunted Marina and when she
danced upon the pyramid, the leader Of the
sacrifice. Had I been in your place I
would have killed him by inches When
had done with him, then the devils might
begin, not before But it is of no account.
Everything is done with, all are dead, and
my heart with them. Now eat, for you
are weary"
So ate, and afterward I cast myself
upon the bed and slept.
In the darkness heard the voice of Otto
1u1C AWdh6j WOulC SlJCth
with you," and there was that about her
voice which stirred me from my heavy
sleep.
Speak on,'' said. "Where are you,
Otomie?"
'Seated at your side. I cannot rest, SO
am seated here. Listen Many, many
years ago we met, when you were brought
by Guatemoc from Tabasco. All, we'll do
I remember my first sight of you, the
Teule, in the court of my father, Monte
yuma, at Chapoltepec. loved you then
as have loved you ever since. At least I
have never gone astray after strange gods, "
and she laughed bitterly.
''Why do you talk Of these things, Otto
mie?" I asked
Because it is my fancy to do So Can
not you spare me one hour from YOU sleep,
who have spared you so many? You re-
member how you scorned mech!
thought should have died of shame when
after had caused myself to be given to
you as wife, the wife of Tezcat, you told
me of the maid across the seas, that Lily
maid whose token is still set upon your fin
ger But lived through it and loved you
the better for your honesty, and then you
know the rest. won you because / was
brave and lay at your side upon the stone
of sacrifice, where you kissed me and told
me that you loved me. But you never