The National tribune., 1899-01-05

The courteous manners OF fernando
| Cortez did more to mollify the ardor of the
novice than could any degree OF stateli-
| ness He smother d his Impotence,
| though ii was burning with Stro ger
and an increasing flame; while the Gen
eral proceeded TO confer with the ma
gician.
How is it, magico mio1" he cried. al
| had CeSerter this morning, who told me
thou hadst been entrapped-that my
| brother Narvaez had cudgelled thee with
his own hands, and had some thoughts
| OF hanging thee"
Such is, in part, the truth said Bo
tello, TRANQUILITY. "TIe was incensed at
the stars, and struck me with his foot
because the Spirit OF the Crystal gave not
an answer TO his liking"
cay, indeed" cried Cortez, curiously;
and Kalidon hath been speaking to him,
| What said Kalidon-Sadabath of Narvaez1"
lie said that, tonight" replied Bo-
telio, with his most solemn emphasis,
the foot of Cortez should be Oh the pyra-
mid, and that, morrow, the Biscayan
should do homage to his rival
! ''Ay! and kalidon told him all this?'
SAID Cortez, quickly, and, as Amador
thought, angrily.
He told only that which it was fitting
the Biscayan should know" said Botello,
significantly; "he told him that which
brought his forces into the field to day, so
That they shall sleep more soundly for
their fabors tonight; and yet he told him
no blow should be struck in the field.
lie showed him many such things, but
he told him not, i'm manner as it was
written IN the heaven and figured in the
stone, that tonight should his enemy
creep upon him as he slept blind and be
Sotted and while his best friends guided
the assailant to his bedside.
"Ay, by my conscience" cried CorteZ,
turning with meaning looks to his com
panionS; this Kalidon reads men s
thoughts; for it was but an half hour
since, when | beheld these delicate war
riors turning their backs to the gust, that
vowed IN my heart, ] would, tonight,
give them lesson for their folly. What
thInkest thou, son SdndovaR Will thy
sunburnt, lazy fellows Of the Rich City
march to Zempoala by night?"
"Ay, by night or by day-whenever
STRIPPING, who, at this early period OF the
campaign and of his life, was not only
the favOrite of the General but his second
in fame. AS Don Amador listened to his
rough voice, and surveyed his bold and
frank cOuntenance adorned with curly
| beard and hair, both of amber hue, he
bethought him of the story of the heralds
lsummoning him to surrender his post into
their hands, and receiving an answer
which they digested in the nets OF the
Tlameme, on the road to TenOchtitlan.
L
said the General, turning to a young and
powerfully framed cavalier with a red
| beard and fierce countenance, who, be-
| sides being clad in heavier coat OF mail
than any other present, was more bountl-
fully bedecked with golden chains, and
who sat on noble gray mare. What
sayest thou2 Wilt thou play me bout
| with NarvaeZ the Captain OF thy kinSman,
the Governor Velasquez?"
| "Ay, by my beard, | will'' replied De
| Leon, with thick, ferOcious voice, suit
Jag the action to the word, and wringng
the rdin-drops from the beard he had in
voked; "for, though | love the Governor,
| | love not his dog; and if this godly en-
chanter will assure me the stars are
| favorable to the enterprise, l will be the
| last man to say our go men are no match
for the 200 ours that bark at the heels of
| the Blscayan."
at is written that, if we attack to-
night, we shall prevail" said Botelo.
"If l am permitted to say anything in a
matter of such Importance, said the neo-
phyte, 81 can aver that if the people of
Narvaez design to revel away this night
as they did the last, their commanders
trifling with iuggIers and rope-dancers,
their guards sleeping on their posts, or
straying away into the suburbs, as we
discovered them when we escaped at
dawn, it is an opinion which / formed on
the spot, that some 10 or Is score of reso-
lutte men may take them by surprise, and
utterly vanquish them"
81 respect the opinion of Don Amador,"
said COrteZ, "as well as the counsels of
Kaiidon- Sabbath and the stars, which
have never yet told me falsehood. But
how comes it, BOtello? Hast thou been