Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1896-09-17
CHAPTER XIV.
DTxUETT


FAREWELL.
Nahua ceased and sat down, and so
great was the establishment of the coun-
ell at the tale that she had told that for
awhile none Of them spoke. AT length
DimaS rose and Said
Maya, Lady of the Heart, and you,
strangers, you have heard the awful
charge that is brought against you.
What do you say in answer to it?"
eve say it is true" answered Maya.
eve were forced to choose between our
lives and the doing of this deed, and
Matched the plot and executed the
forgery, and now it seems that we must
suffer for his sin as well as for our own.
One word more. IgnatiO here did not
enter into this plot willingly, but was
forced into it by my husband and my
self, and chiefly by myself
DimaS made no answer, but at a sign
the two priests who guarded the altar
with drawn swords came forward and
drove us into the passage that led from
the sanctuary to the Hall of the Dead,
where they shut us in between the
double doors, leaving us in darkness.
Here, as all was finished, / kne1t
down to offer my last prayers to
Heaven, while Maya wept in her hus-
bands arms, taking farewell of him and
of her child.
Truly he said, ''you were wise,
wife, when you urged us not to enter
this Country of the Heart. Still, what
is done cannot be undone, and, having
been happy together for little space,
let us die together as bravely as we
may, hoping that still together we may
awake presently in some new world of
peace"
While he spoke the door was opened
and the priests, with drawn swords,
led US back into the sanctuary. AS
Maya crossed the threshold first of the
three of us, she was met by TilSal, who,
with a sudden movement, but without
roughness, took the child from her
arms
Now we saw what was prepared for
us, for the stone in front of the altar
had been lifted, and at our feet the
black shaft yawned, from which ascend
ed a sound of waters. They placed us
with our backs resting against the
altar, but Tilzal stood in front, and be-
tween him and us lay the mouth Of the
pit.
Maya, daughter of Zibalbay. white
man, Son Of the Sea, Ignatio the Wan
derer, and Natal the Priest, whom,
being dead in the body, we summon in
the spirit" began Dimas, in a cold ands
terrible voice. you, by your own con-
fession, are proved guilty of the great
est crimes that can be dreamed of in
the wicked brain of man, and executed
by his inpious hands.
''This is the sentence of the Council
of the Heart: That your name, Natal,
be erased from the list of the officers of
the Heart; that your memory be pro-
claimed accursed; that your dwelling
place be burned with fire, and the site of
it strewn with salt; that your corpse
be torn from its grave and laid upon the
summit Of the pyramid till the birds Of
the air devour it, and that your soul be
handed over to the tormentors of the
lower world to deal with according to
their pleasure forever and for aye.
This is the sentence of the Council
of the Heart upon you, Maya, daughter
of Zibalbay, white man, Son of the Sea,
and Ignatio. the Wanderer: That your
names be erased from the roll Of the
Brethren of the Heart, and proclaimed
accused in the streets of the city; that
you be gagged, bound hand and foot,
and chained living to the walls of the
sanctuary, and there be left before the
altar of the god which you have
violated, till death from thirst and
hunger shall overtake you; that your
corpSes be laid upon the pyramid as
prey to the birds of the air, and that
your souls be handed over to the tor
mentors of the under world to deal
with according to their pleasure forever
and for aye.
''It is spoken. Let the sentence of
the council be done. But first, since
this bastard babe is too young to sin
and suffer punishment, let him be
handed into the keeping of the god,
that the god may deal with him accord
ing to his pleasure.
As the words passed his lips, and be-
fore we fully understood them, dazed
as we were with the terror of our aw
full doom, TiIal stepped forward, and
even now shudder when write of it
holding the poor infant. which at
this instant began to wall as though
with pain or fear, over the mouth of
the pit. suddenly let it fall into the
depths beneath.
The shrek of the agoDized mother
ran round the walls of the holy place,
and before it had died away the senior
had leaped forward, leaped like puma
across the open well, and gripped Tikal
by the throat and waist. He gripped
him, and, rage giving him strength, he
lifted him high above his head and
hurled him down the dreadful place,
where the child had gone before.
With hoarse scream Tikal vanished,
and for moment there was silence. It
was broken by the voice of Maya crying
aloud in accents of madness and de-
spair:
Mot all the waters of the Holy Lake
shall wash away our sin, yet may they
serve to avenge us upon you, o, you
murderers of helpless childl''
AS she smoke followed nv the senior