YALE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY i /&4% 07k#* T;|::!i l'!'!' MEXICO AS IT AVAS AND AS IT IS: B V BRANTZ MAYER, SECRETARA" OF THE U. S. LEGATION TO THAT COUNTRY IN 1841 AND 1812. WITH NUMEROUS ILLUSTRATIONS ON WOOD, ENGRAVED EY BUTLER. PYRAMID OF PAPAKTL&, ¦^EtD-Ucirk : J. WINCHESTER, NEW WORLD PRESS. &on!nw ana $aris t WILEY AND PUTNAM. MDCCCXLIV. Entered according to Act of Congress, B V J . WIKCHESTKK, In the Clerk's Office of fl|c Southern Di>tnil ol" N'.:n -Yt.rl. TO THE HONORABLE POWHATAN ELLIS, ENTOY EXTRAORDINARY AND MINISTER PLENIPOTENTIARY TO MEXICO. THIS VOLUME IS RESPECTFULLY INSCKIBEE BT HIS SINCERE FRIEND, BRANTZ MAYER. PREFACE I have been exceedingly desirous to be just to Mexico, in the following letters, and to set down nothing in a spirit either of malice or of praise. Between our country and Mexico, a veil has been stretched for years, through the obscuring meshes of which we have been compelled to behold our sister Re public. We were taught to believe, that Texas was a territory struggling to free itself from an abominable tyranny, and that the principles which animated our ancestors in the war of '76, should induce us to look, with tearful eyes and anxious hearts, upon a band of trampled heroes revolting against brutal taskmasters. The faults of the persecutor and the trials of the sufferer were both exaggerated. Indi viduals from some of our States were assailed by the temptation of profitable adventure in a new and beautiful country ; — and thus, while our Government was sincerely anxious to preserve her good faith to the very letter, persons have not been wanting whose indiscretion has, at times, apparently compromised that faith, and made us seem to be foes when, in fact, we were friends. It is needless for me to say a word, at present, upon the character of the Texan Revolution, and I have merely alluded to the subject, because I hold this revolt to have greatly affected the mutual interests and feelings of Mexico and our Union, while it has produced neither recognized independence nor domestic tran quillity, to the Texans themselves. Under these circumstances, I have felt it. to be my duty to speak of Mexico plainly and justly ; and while I detailed its vices, its faults, its misery and its revolutions, to record also the virtuous and meritorious characteristics of its popu lation, which, if allowed the blessings of peaceful culture, would lead it to un paralleled prosperity. In the remarks which will be found herein, upon certain ceremonies in the Roman Catholic Church in Mexico, I beg that my purpose may not be miscon strued : I do not attack the faith or the institutions of that venerable society ; " I speak not of men's creeds — they rest between Man and his Maker ;" but I have confined myself, exclusively, to those painful exhibitions, which cannot fail to strike a stranger, as disadvantageous, both to intellectual progress, and the pure and spiritual adoration of God. The mixture of antique barbaric show vi PREFACE. and Indian rites, may have served to attract the native population at the first settlement of the country ; but their continuance is in keeping neither with the spirit of the age nor the necessities of a Republic. While the priesthood has contrived, in the course of centuries, to attract the wealth of multitudes, and to make itself, in various ways, the richest proprietor of the nation, the people have grown poor and continued ignorant. It has, therefore, appeared to me, that in a Republic like Mexico, where the Roman Church is the only one tolerated by the Constitution, it was the duty of that Establishment voluntarily to un fetter its wealth, to reform its ritual, to sweep into the public coffers the useless jewels that adorn the altars and statues — yet do not glorify the Almighty — and to imitate the virtues, resolution and self-denial of its ministers in our country, who, while blending themselves, in° politics and public spirit, most effectually with the masses, have devoted their lives to the education of people of all creeds and classes, for support and independence. In my letters on Antiquities, and my descriptions of the condition of the ancient Empire, I have followed, literally, the productions of Cortez, Bernal Diaz, Clavi- gero, and Doctor McCulloh ; and if the industrious critic does not always find the bottom of the page encumbered with references to volume and paragraph, T beg him to believe, that I have only omitted them to save the patience of the printer and of less exacting readers. During my residence in Mexico, I passed many hours in the Museum, which contains a large collection of Antiquities found throughout the Republic, and I greatly regret that the occupation of my time by other duties limited me to but a brief inspection and study of these relics. Besides this, there are but few persons or works to aid a student in such pursuits. Yet, with my mind alive to the inte rest recently created by American writers, and a natural affection for every monu ment of our Continent's history, I confess, that while I looked with wonder at the uncouth idols of a bloody religion, and the remains of a partial civilization, I desired to convey to others at home some of the mingled amazement and interest with which I found myself excited. I desired to do so, especially, with the hope that men of leisure and taste for antiquarian pursuits, might be led to combine and compare such drawings as I presented, with those more beautifully delineated in the works of Mr. Stephens and of other writers ; and thus, in the course of time, to produce a connected story of the Past. I have done this without pretension to antiquarian lore. I have not presented my own drawings, alone, in these letters; but I have collected others from a variety of valuable works that are too costly for general circulation, or rarely to be found even in the libraries of the rich.* And I venture to cherish the belief, that when the minds of many individuals are enticed to apply themselves to the subject of American Antiquities, we may, (even if no conclusive history be the result,) at least, preserve- many memorials of those Red Races that are now vanishing like the leaves of .their native forests. * There were but seventy copies printed, I believe, of Lord Kingsborough's great work on Mexican An tiquities, but three of which are on this side of the Atlantic— one in Mexico, another in Philadelphia, and the third in Boston. Nmiel's tasteful work is, also, very costly ; and I presume there are not more than half a dozen copies at most in our country. PREFACE. Ta As for myself, I have been, as it were, but a gatherer of pebbles. Some of them are carved, and I give them to you to examine. We must all unite and lay our offerings on the pile — no matter how humble. Time will build the monument. It is in this spirit that I submit my accounts of Mexican Antiquities, and, taking the place of a laboring quarrier who is willing to unearth the stones, I leave it to the wiser architect to put each in its place and decipher its legends and its sculpture. I have added such statistical data as I could collect from authentic sources, upon the Commerce, Agriculture, Manufactures, Coinage, Mines, Church and General Government. In many instances, I have only been enabled to present estimates ; but when compelled to do so, I have derived the details from experienced individuals, whose long residence in Mexico and habits of accurate observation, entitle them to the greatest confidence. This is all I could do in the absence of full and luminous reports, like those annually issued by our Departments in Washington. I have, thus, endeavored to gratify all readers who desire information on the social condition, religion, antiquities, statistics, revolutions and politics of Mexico. I have endeavored to lift the veil from the Past and the Present. The Mexicans themselves must remove it from the Future Baltimore, 1st December, 1843. CONTENTS. LETTER L Voyage out, .... . ..... 1 LETTER II. Vera Cruz, .......... . 3 LETTER in. Ride to Xalapa, and the Robbers on the road, .......9 LETTER IV. Xalapa and Perote, ..... ..... 15 LETTER V. Puebla, 23 LETTER VI. Pyramid of Cholula, ... 26 LETTER VII. Last day's ride to Mexico, ..-...-...33 LETTER Vm. The City of Mexico, 38 LETTER IX. The City of Mexico, .....48 LETTER X. The City of Mexico, - ----- 54 LETTER XI. ABuH.Fight, - - : . 58 x CONTENTS. LETTER XII. Virgin of Guadalnpe, and Festival, ¦ LETTER XIII. Court Ceremonies— General Santa Anna— Diplomatic Dinner, ... 70 I LETTER XIV. San Augustin de las Cuevas, and the Feast of San Augustin— Gambling and Cock-fighting ... 76 i LETTER XV. Revolution — Wax.figures — Museum — Antiquities, ..... 81 LETTER XVI. Museum and Antiquities, ... ...... -90 I LETTER XVII. Teoyaomiqui— Mexican Mythology 109 I LETTER XVIII. Priests — Temples — Sacrifices, . ....... 115 j LETTER XIX. Mexican Calendar, . ......... 126 i LETTER XX. City of Mexico as it was at the Conquest, ....... 131 I LETTER XXI. Murders — Tacuba — Festival of Remedios, ....... 140 I LETTER XXII. Carnival — Lent — Holy-Week, ........ 149 | LETTER XXIII. Neighborhood of Mexico — Chapultepec — Tacubaya, and the murder of Mr. Eger- ton — St. Angel — Desierto, Igg ; JOURNAL Of a Journey in the Tierra-Caliente, being an account of a Visit to Cuemavaca the Ruins of Xochicalco, Cavern of Cacahuawamilpa, Cuautla de Amilpas and Mexican Haciendas, - ... jgj CONTENTS. X[ LETTER XXIV. Ascent to the summit of the Volcano of Popocatepetl, .... 208 JOURNAL Of a Journey to Tezcoco — the Pyramids of Teotihuacan — the Hill of Tezcosingo, &c. &c, and Account of American Antiquities, - . 217 LETTER XXV. Whence came the ancient Population ? Who built the Ancient Cities ? Who worshipped the Idols ? ... 254 LETTER XXVI. City of Mexico — Public Institutions — Prisons, and Prison Statistics — Academy — Private Collections, - . . . 265 LETTER XXVII. Desagua — Carriages — Mules — Troops — Music — Opera — Recruits — Theatres — Mexican Thieves— The Judge and Turkey, . . 282 LETTER XXVIII. Mexican Character, - - - . 292 LETTER XXIX. Territory — Population and Departments — Rates of Castes and Education — Schools and Colleges — Periodicals, ... ... 299 LETTER XXX. Commerce and Manufactures of Mexico, - ... 305 LETTER XXXI. Revenue and Resources of Mexico — Army — Navy — Produce of Mines — Total amount of Coinage — The Church — Its Wealth and Influence, - . - 317 LETTER XXXII. Political History, - - 328 LETTER XXXIII. Political Prospects of Mexico, ---------- 350 Conclusion, .---..-----•- 355 XII CONTENTS. APPENDIX NO. I. A Supplementary Letter on the Sandwich Islands, the Californias, and the foreign policy of the United States, in regard to the encroachments of England, 357 APPENDIX NO. II. Letters from H. R. Colcraft, Esq., on American Antiquities, .... 379 APPENDIX NO. III. Letter from Horatio Hale, Esq., on the Origin of the Mexican Tribes, . . 382 APPENDIX NO. IV. Meteorological Observations in the City of Mexico, 384 APPENDIX NO. V. Prices of Provisions, &c, &c. - 385 MEXICO AS IT WAS AND AS IT IS LETTER I. VOYAGE TO VERA CRUZ. I left New- York on the 27th of October, 1841, with a fair wind, and on the twelfth day after, at sunrise, saw the lofty peak of Orizaba, towering above the distant line of the western horizon. I have rarely beheld a more beautiful sight than this was. The mar itime Alps, as seen from the Gulf of Lyons, present a spectacle of great majesty and beauty. But this grand and solitary peak, lifting its head more than 17,000 feet above the ocean, the sentinel, as it were, of a land toward which you may still sail for days before you arrive, has struck every traveller with wonder since the days when Cortez first hailed it on his adventurous voyage for the conquest of Mexico. ****** Our vessel has been quite full of passengers in cabin and steerage ; merchants, going out to gather in their fortunes in this country ; manu facturers, keen and thrifty, with their machinery, ready to take advantage of the ample profits to be reaped in the " cotton line" from the protection of national industry in Mexico ; a German student, fresh from his alma mater, adventuring for fortune in Vera Cruz, in spite of all competition and the vomito; a gentle maiden, sighing for somebody at the end of the voyage ; a staunch Scotch operative, with a wife and two children, the latter of whom made up in their little private volunteer squalls for the sea squalls we missed • and last of all. a worthy old Italian fighter, who 1 2 MEXICO. had gone with Napoleon through all his campaigns, and, at length, deter- mining that war was not a thriving occupation, had pitched upon a way of making his fortune by taking a dapper little Mexican body, for his wife, and the " hatting business," as a trade. In fact, we had on board specimens of all that active industry ¦ and fearless enterprise, which push the fortunes of our native and adopted citizens all over the world, and make our country known as much by the resistless energy of her children, as by the political liberty they enjoy at home, or which is extended to them by the protection of her flag abroad. I commenced this voyage in low spirits, and with but a slight desire to partake of the pleasures of the cabin ; but, what with charming weather and good companionship, I was soon drawn forth from my state-room, to the social table ; and rarely have I passed a more agreeable time in a voyage at sea. The variety of character thus blended together, was both amusing and instructive. There were tempers to suit the grave and the gay ; and when the hour came for separation, we met for the last time around the board with saddened hearts, at the contemplation of the certainty that by far the larger portion of us would meet no more, and that all were about to encounter the uncertainties of fortune in a strange country, amid prejudices, disease, and revolutions. LETTER II. VERA CRUZ. You left me in sight of land — on soundings — with the Peak of Orizaba in full view; and although we presumed it highly probable that we would make our harbor before evening, yet were we disappointed. The wind became baffling toward noon, and notwithstanding our captain was a brave man and stanch seaman, he determined, at nightfall, to' avoid running close in with the shore, and therefore " lay to" until day light. Nothing could be more provoking ; the city was not more than ten miles distant, and the lights in the houses were distinctly visible over the level sea. With the first streak of dawn, however, all was bustle on deck, and the topsails spread to the morning breeze. Day broke gloriously over the sea ; our colors were run up ; the ship headed for the harbor ; and when within a mile or two of the castle, a pilot came on board. Our first in quiry was as to the yellow fever — our next, as to the revolution. Of the first disease there were no remains, and the latter had terminated in the political death of Bustamante. At eight o'clock we moored under the walls of the Castle of St. Juan de Ulloa ; and in an hour afterward, with umbrellas spread to protect us from the scorching November sun, we landed on the quay which has for so many years poured out the wealth of Mexico. Vera Cruz lies on a low, sandy shore, extending for miles along the coast. I will not trouble you with the details of this city's history, famous as the spot where thousands have come to die of the vomito — or, to make their fortunes (if they survive the certain attack of that disease,) and return with shattered constitutions to colder climates, to ache in memory of the heat they endured in Mammon's service. Landing at the Moletta, the first thing that struck me was a gang of more than a hundred galley-slaves, chained, and at work in the broil ing sun, cutting and carrying stone to repair the broken pier. The second was the roofs of the churches, which seemed to be covered with mourning, as I supposed for some deceased prelate. The mourning turned out, however, to be nothing more than thousands of zopilotes or turkey-buzzards, the chief of whom is usually perched on the peak of the cross of the loftiest church — a sentinel for prey ! These two classes of folks, to wit : the galley-slaves and zopilotes, constitute a large part 1* 4 MEXICO. of the most useful population of Vera Cruz— the former being the city authorities' laborers, the latter the city authorities' scavengers. It is a high crime to kill a zopilote. He is under the protection of the laws, and walks the streets with as much nonchalance and as " devil-may-care " a look as other " gentlemen in black," who pick the sins from our souls as these creatures pick impurities from the streets. The Mole, or quay, is of good masonry and furnished with stairs and cranes for the landing of goods, though from the great violence of the ocean during the Northers, and the great neglect of proper repairs, it is likely to be entirely ruined. In heavy weather the sea makes a clear breach over it ; yet this, and the Castle of San Juan on a land-spit near a mile off, are the only protections for the shipping of all nations and the commerce of more than half the Republic F Passing from the Mole you enter the city by an unfinished gateway, near which Santa Anna lost his leg during the attack of the French in 1838. Beyond this portal is a large square, which will be surrounded with custom-house buildings — though there is now scarce a symptom of them except in the granite stones, most of which have been imported from the United States. From this spot, a short walk to the left leads you to the arcade of a street, and you soon find yourself in the public square of the city, which, though small in its dimensions, is neat and substantial. On the east, north, and west, it is bounded by noble ranges - of edifices, built over light arches — the one to the eastward, with its back to the sea, being the former Governor's residence, and still appropriated to the civil and military purposes of the State. On the south of the square is the parish church, with its walls blackened with sea-damps and zopilotes. The streets of Vera Cruz, crossing each other at right angles, are well paved with smooth pebbles, and the side-walks are covered with a cement resembling Irescia. The houses, in general, are exceedingly well con structed to suit the climate, and though not of very imposing architecture, yet with their flat roofs, parti-colored awnings, and display of women and flowers from their balconied windows, make the city both cool and pic turesque. Upon the whole, I must confess that I have seen worse look ing cities than Vera Cruz, even in the " picture-land " of Italy ; ' and when, from the roofs of the dwellings, I look at the open sea in front, the exceed ingly clean streets, and the desolate coast of sand and stunted shrubbery, which extends north and south as far as the eye can reach, I am at a loss to know why it is so cursed with disease. St. Augustine, St. Mary's, and a hundred places along our southern sea-coast, have infinitely more the appearance of nests for malaria. It is said, that in the early period of the history of this country, Vera Cruz was not so sickly as of late years, and that, although there were occasional attacks of violent fever, it was not until 1699 that the Black Vomit made its appearance. In that year an English vessel arrived in the port with a cargo of slaves, and with them came this fatal disease. The Spanish chronicles of the town, of that date, give the most fright- VERA CRUZ. 5 ful pictures of its outbreak, and of the heroism with which the priests (especially the Jesuits,) devoted themselves to the ill and dying ; and the father Francisco Xavier Alegre dwells with pleasure on the self-sacrifice with which his holy brethren met the fell monster and ministered to the wants of the sufferers. It was entirely too warm, even in this middle of November, to stir out of the house with satisfaction. We therefore dressed ourselves in sum mer apparel, and took an excellent dinner very quietly, resolved not to expose our persons unnecessarily, as we understood there had been recent cases of vomito. A number of gentlemen called to see us, and I found •the Governor and other officers exceedingly anxious to afford us all the protection in their power on the road to Mexico. They say that the coun try has been lately scoured by troops of dragoons, but that it is still in fested with robbers ; and, although we are to have a military escort, our friends appear to intimate that Colt's revolving pistols, double-barrelled guns, and a stock of resolution and coolness, will be our best safeguards. We have, therefore, taken the stage which will depart four days hence ; and as we are amply prepared with arms and ammunition, and a number of determined passengers, I trust we shall reach the capital without having our noses stamped in the ground after the most approved fashion of the Ladrones. At sunset, a countryman was so good as to call for us to walk with him to the Alameda. We sallied from the south gate, and took our way into a desolate and melancholy country. On every side were marks of solitude and misery. The ruins of houses and churches, filled with weeds and creepers ; neglected 'fields, overgrown with aloes and made still more sad by the long pensile branches of the solitary palm ; and, over all lay the dark shadows of evening, as the last rays of the sun fell aslant on the stagnant pools. A sergeant was drilling a few recruits to the tap of the drum. The music seemed to be a dead march, and the step of the soldiers was slow and solemn. Nothing could be more dreary — more heart-sickening. We loitered on, like the rest of folks, but there was no liveliness — no spirit. The people were not cheerful and joyous as when abroad with us for an evening's promenade, but strolled along in silent pairs, as if oppressed by the sadness of the melancholy wastes on the one side, and the cold, dreary, illimitable sea on the other. The appropriate termination of this walk through the ruined Alameda, was the burying-ground. As we reached it, a funeral had just entered, and in the chapel they were saying some annual service for the dead ! It may be wrong to indulge in such emotions, but here there really seems to be an utter hopelessness in death. We love to think, that when it falls 6 MEXICO. to our lot to share the common fate of humanity, we shall, at least, re pose near our kindred and friends, in some beautiful spot, where those we have loved shall moulder beside us, until the dust we cherished in life shall be as blent as were the spirits that animated it. We love to think that our graves will not be solitary or unvisited. But, on this dismal shore, where the Shadow of Death for ever hangs over the prospect, the grave is not a resting-place, even for tired spirits, and the soul seems to perish as well as the body ! I came home with as capital a " fit of the blues" as ever was born in London of a gloomy November day and a melancholy temper ; and I must confess that I passed the night somewhat nervously. What with the heat and exercise, our bodies were rather tired ; but what with the vomito, the sad walk, and a little excitability, I do not remember to have slept a wink. In addition to these annoyances, there was a con tinual hubbub in the square under our windows all night long. First of all, the guard was to be set, and that produced drumming, fifing, braying of trumpets, and bustle of troops ; next, my bed was too short for me ; then, just as I was coaxing myself into a doze, I discovered that the servant had neglected to put down the net, and consequently, came the onset of a colony of thirty mosquitos, ravenous for the fresh blood of a foreigner, after having dulled their beaks a whole season on Mexi can skins ; next, the clock on the opposite, tower struck every quarter, and that was backed, with equal regularity, by the watchman under the portales, who prefaced his song with an " Ave Maria Purissima" that would have waked the dead. And thus from hour to hour I tossed and tumbled, while the clock struck, the watchmen howled, and the mosqui tos sucked — occasionally amusing myself by trying to feel some of the symptoms of the vomito ! But day at length broke, and a cold bath and a hearty breakfast perfectly reestablished me. One of my fellow-travellers who was anxious to avoid the risk of wait ing in Vera Cruz for the diligence, informed me about ten o'clock, that he had made arrangements for a " litem" to carry him to Xalapa, there to await the stage and rejoin our party. He was so good as to offer me a part of his couch, which I eagerly accepted, and immediately set to work packing my extra baggage for the Arrieros, as the diligence, and the muleteers who accompany literas, will carry but a limited burden. At four the litera arrived, but the muleteers would allow but one pas senger ! There was nothing but submission. Pancho had his bundles strapped on, stepped into his vehicle, or rather stretched, out on its bed, lighted his cigar, tied on a Guayaquil sombrero, and waved us farewell. A litera is an article of rather curious conveyance. Here is a draw ing of it. The pencil sper.ka better to the mind than any description I VERA CRUZ. can give you of it. It would create a sensation in Broadway, and is de cidedly more picturesque and comfortable than a cab or an omnibus. LITERA. I send you some interesting tables as to the health and commerce of Vera Cruz, which I have compiled from accurate sources. ACCOUNT OF THE BAPTISMS AND BURIALS IN VERA CRUZ FOR. 1841. Males. Fern. Tot. Total. Baptisms 214 240 454|Marriages DEATHS. 37 Males. Fern. Tot. Males. Fem. Tot. In the Parroquia 215 271 486 Hospital of Loreto - 000 146 146 Hospital of St. Sebastian 254 000 254 Hosp. of S. Carlos 131 000 131 Total . - - AGES. 600 417 1017 Males. Fem. Tot. Males. Fem. Tot. From 1 to 7 94 135 229 From 26 to 50 249 132 381 " 8 to 15 32 36 68 " 51 to 75 - 35 23 58 " 16 to 25 188 85 273 " 76 to 100 2 6 8 DISEASES. Males, Fem. Tot. Males. Fem. Tot. Vomito - 120 35 155 Diabetis 1 0 1 Small Pox 64 78 142 Epilepsy 1 0 1 Fevers 98 44 142 Marasmus 0 1 1 Phthisis and Diarrhoea 151 61 212 Leprosy 0 1 1 Convulsions 39 11 50 Aneurism 0 2 2 Apoplexy 10 7 17 Abcess 3 1 4 Dysentery 7 22 29 Dropsy - 10 9 19 Cholic 3 7 10 Ulcers 4 0 4 Pulmonia 3 5 8 Flow of Blood - 0 2 2 Pleurisy 3 2 5 Child-birth 0 12 12 Asthma - 0 4 4 Drowned 1 0 1 Causas 1 2 3 Contusions 0 1 1 Gangrene 7 5 12 Wounds - - - 7 0 7 Inflammation 3 6 9 Diseases of children . 63 99 162 Cholera (glacial) 1 0 1 Total 600 417 1017 8 MEXICO. Thus, allowing the population of Vera Cruz to be about 6,500 (which I consider quite liberal,) you will perceive that one-sixth of the whole died in the course of the year ; of this, one-sixth— about an equal propor tion—perished from vomito. The excess of burials over baptisms is 563. Diarrhoea, dysentery and vomito are the most fatal maladies. In 1842, I am told that near 2000 died of vomito in Vera Cruz. This, however, was owing to the number of raw troops sent there from the interior, to be embarked for Yucatan. It is to be regretted, that I have no data from which I can inform you what is the relative proportion of the deaths among natives and foreigners, and of those who visit Vera Cruz from the interior. It has struck me, nevertheless, that this document will be inte resting to medical readers. It will be observed from the following table, that the amount of wa ter which has fallen in each year, very far exceeds the quantity known to fall annually in any part of the United States. With us it scarcely exceeds four feet. It is not, however, difficult to account for the differ ence. Vera Cruz, situated at the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico, backed by a lofty range of mountains rising beyond the limits of perpetual con gelation, must necessarily be the recipient of the immense body of water held in solution by the hot intertropical air, and which is constantly car ried along by the trade-winds, to be condensed against the cold moun tains. This will sufficiently account for the fact ; although we were far from being prepared to expect its nature and extent to be such as is here stated. Feet. Inch. In the year 1822 there fell, 13, 1.5 in the 12 months. 1823 15, 8.9 1824 10, 8.1 1825 10, 7.1 " 1826* 5, 4.4 1827 21, 2.8 10 1828 12, 2.0 12 1829 23, 2.3 " 1830 18, 0.0 " * This year was remarkably dry ; and was moreover characterized by universally severe weather upon the coast, and a great destruction of shipping property. LETTER III. THE RIDE TO XALAPA, AND THE ROBBERS WE MET ON THE ROAD. During the last two days of our stay at Vera Cruz, it blew a Norther. The wind was high, and made it impossible for ships to enter the port. We spent the last afternoon at the water-gate of the city, watching the waves as they spent their fury on the Mole, and the ships, anchored under the lee of the Castle, tugging at their cables like impatient coursers strug gling to get loose. With these fine adjuncts of marine scenery, and the low brooding clouds of the stormy sky, I have never beheld a scene more worthy of the pencil of our countryman, Birch. After supper we made our final preparations for departure. Trunks were strapped on the diligence, old and warmer clothing put on, and, at midnight, nine of us got into the American Coach for our journey to the Capital. The stories of numerous robberies, and the general insecurity of the road, had been dinned into our ears ever since we arrived. Scarcely a diligence came in that did not bring accounts of the levying of contribu tions. Before we left the United States, many friends who had visited this country, warned me of my danger, and advising me to prepare myself with a couple of Colt's revolvers, hoped that I might reach the Capital in safety. Now, for my own part, though not disposed to be rash on any occasion, I always received these tales " cum grano." But I nevertheless took the precaution to load my double-barrelled gun with large buckshot. S. prepared his double-barrelled rifle and a Colt's pistol with four discharges. J. took his Birmingham and horse-pistols. Another person had a pair of pocket-irons, and ground an old fashioned dress sword to a very sharp point. John, the servant, loaded a pistol and blunderbuss for the box ;. and thus, harnessed and equipped, we sallied at midnight from the court-yard, as resolved as any men who ever went on a feudal foray, to kill the first ill- looking miscreant who poked a hostile nose in our coach windows . By way, however, of making ourselves perfectly secure, and of passing the night with additional comfort, I took care, as soon as we were seated, to point my own weapon out of the window, and to see that my companions had their arms in such positions that if they did "go off," there would be no harm done, at least to the passengers. It was very dark when we issued from the gates of the city, where our passports were demanded. Accustomed, of late years, to the unmolested travelling of our Union, I had put mine at the bottom of the trunk, and 10 MEXICO. forgot all about the necessity of having it in my pocket. The drowsy guard, however, took my word for the fact that I had one, and permitted us to pass on. A warm, drizzling rain was pattering down, driven in by the Norther which was still raging and dashing the sea in long surges on the sandy beach along which our road lay for several miles. We could see nothing ; ihe way soon became almost impassable through the deep sand, though our heavy coach was drawn by eight horses ; and proposing that the cur tains should be let down, at least on my side, I was soon in a profound sleep, nor did I awake until near sunrise, as we were passing the estate of Santa Anna, at Manga de Clavo. His hacienda was in the distance, to the right of the road, and appeared to be a long, low edifice, buried among forests, but without those signs of improvement and cultivation which make the property of our great landholders so picturesque. He owns an immense body of land in this neighborhood, lying for leagues along the road, but all seemed as barren and unattractive as the wild ernesses of our far west. During the night, an escort of three troopers had joined us at Bocche- rone. At daylight I caught sight of them, for the first time, in their long yellow cloaks, trotting along behind us on their small, but tough and trusty horses. They were three as poor looking wretches as I ever saw : one of them appeared to be just out of a fit of fever; the other a little the worse for an extra cup of aguardiente ; and the third, as though he had just recovered from a month's chattering of the ague. The road thus far had been tolerably good, although much cut up by the recent passage of baggage-wagons and trains of artillery. About seven o'clock we halted at the village of Manantial for breakfast. It is the usual stopping-place for the diligence, and we were of course immedi ately supplied* with chocolate and biscuit. Our servitor was the Padrone's wife ; and I could not help remarking her extreme beauty, and the mu sical sweetness of her voice, as she attended at the counter of her hut. Her Spanish was almost as liquid as Italian, and as soft as her eyes. The houses in this part of Mexico are mostly built of split bamboos, set upright in the ground, with a steep roof, thatched with palm-leaves, and prepared of course, to admit freely the sun, wind and rain, which, during the season, is sufficiently abundant. Upon the whole, they are very respectable and picturesque chicken-coops. Here our guard quitted us. It seems, notwithstanding the written orders and promise I had from the commandant at Vera° Cruz for an escort, that these fellows had received no directions to accompany us and had only ridden thus far because they thought the new Minister of Finance, Seiior Trigueros, was in the stage. But I can scarcely think they were a loss. While my companions were finishing their lunch I took occasion to examine their arms, not looking, however, at more than one carbme, and that I found had lost the catch of its cock, which of course always lay against the covering of the pan, pressing it open I TO XALAPA. 11 mentioned this to the trooper, and asked him where he put the powder ? " There, to be sure," said he, pointing to the pan. "And how do you fire it ?" " Pshaw," replied the fellow, staggering off—" ' tis better so." He was half drunk, and as ridiculous as his weapon. If these are the soldiers of Mexico, they hardly rise to the dignity of respectable scare-crows. We were soon called to coach, and mounting our vehicle with better spirits for the refreshment and morning air, we shortly entered a rolling country, with an occasional ruinous hamlet and plantation. Although the scenery was in spots exceedingly romantic, interspersed with upland and valley, and covered with a profusion of tropical trees and flowers, there was over the whole that air of abandonment which could not fail to strike one painfully. In a new country, as a traveller passes, by a soli tary bridle-path, over the plains and hills, hidden by the primeval forests fresh as they came from Nature's hand, there is matter for agreeable reflection, in fancying what the virgin soil will produce in a few years when visited by industry and taste. But here, Nature instead of being pruned of her luxuriance with judicious care, has been literally sapped and exhausted, and made old even in her youth, until she again begins to renew her empire among ruins. It is true, that traces of old cultivation are yet to be found, and also the remains of a former dense population. The sides of the hills, in many places, as in Chili and Peru, are cut into terraces ; but over those plains and terraces is spread a wil d growth of mimosas, cactus, and acacias, while a thousand flowering parasite-plants trail their gaudy blossoms among the aloes and shrubbery which fill up the rents of time and neglect in the dilapidated buildings. It is the picture of a beauty, prematurely old, tricked out in all the fanciful finery of youth ! We wound along among these silent hills until about ten o'clock, when a rapid descent brought us to the National Bridge, built by the old Span ish Government, and enjoying then the sounding title of Puente del Rey. Changed in name, it has not, however, changed in massive strength, or beauty of surrounding scenery. Indeed, the neglect of cultivation, has permitted Nature to regain her power ; and the features of the scenery are therefore more like those of some of the romantic ravines of Italy, where the remains of architecture and the luxuriant products of the soil are blent in wild and romantic beauty. The Puente Nacional spans the river Antigua, which passes over a rocky bed in a deep dell of high and perpendicular rocks. The adjacent heights of this mountain pass have been strongly fortified during the wars ; among their fastnesses and defiles the revolutionary generals lay con cealed in Iturbide's time, and finally descended from them to conclude the fight in favor of independence. At Puente, there is a village containing the usual number of comforta ble cane huts, before which the neighboring Indians had spread out for sale their fruits and wares ; while the Mexicans (as it was Sunday) were amusing themselves by gambling at monU for clacos. At the inn a break- 12 MEXICO. fast of eggs and frijoles was prepared for us. The eggs, the beans, the bread, and a bottle of tolerable claret went down famously, with the sea soning of our mountain appetites ; but I cannot say as much for the stew of mutton and fish fresh from the river. What with onions, and lard, and garlic, and chile peppers, I never tasted such a mess. We unanimously resolved to leave it as a precious bonne bouche for some Spanish succes sors, to whose bowels such a compound may be more savory than to North Americans. Having dispatched this collation, we again mounted the diligence. I had seen an officer in command of some cavalry at the door of our inn, and recollecting that the succeeding post is represented to be one of the most dangerous on the route, I told our Yankee driver that I thought he might as well take my order for the escort, and a bundle of cigars, and try their effect upon the military. Whether it was the order or the Prin cipe's I am unable to say, but four dragoons were immediately mounted for our service. If the odor of that offspring of the " Vuelta de Abajo" still floats in the memory of the Lieutenant, and a well-supplied traveller happens hereafter to pass the Puente Nacionel while he is in command, let me suggest that a similar gift may be received as thankfully and ef fectively. When our driver cracked his whip, and the horses sprang off from the lassos of the grooms at full gallop, the " bold dragoon " stood With cap in hand, and I could catch a glimpse of a head bowing most gracefully in the midst of a cloud of fragrant smoke. Our route Westward to Plan del Rio was through a mountainous coun try of short and gradual ascents, in most of its characteristics resembling the one we had passed over during our morning ride. At length, a steep descent over a road as smooth as a bowling-green brought us to the village of Plan. The guard trotted after us leisurely; the day had become cloudy and the scenery dreary, and the fear of robbers among these soli tary wildernesses again came over us. We felt, indeed, more anxiety than since our departure. Mine host at Plan del Rio received us warmly, though his house was as cold and uninviting as the day. He speedily produced a smoking dinner of fowls and rice, to which I found myself able to do but little justice. But the dinner had been served — we had tasted it — a bottle of claret had been drunk, and though our appetites had been frugal, the nine of us were obliged to pay two dollars each for the service ! The two fowls which made the stew, cost, at the most, a real each ; the rice as much, the salad grew for the planting, and the claret stood our host about seventy-five cents the bottle : so, for what, with service and cooking and original cost, taxed our Padrone not more than three dollars at the extreme, he had the modest assurance to charge our coach-load eighteen ! If this statement will induce any of our enterprising Yankee boys, who are whittling sticks for want of knowing how to turn an honest penny, to come out to Plan del Rio and set up an " Opposition Stage-House," I wish them joy of their under taking. It absolutely requires, as I have shown, no capital worth men- TO XALAPA. 13 tionmg, besides a table, a dozen chairs, knives, plates and forks, a few strings of Weathersfield onions, and flexibility of limbs and countenance to grace the thousand shrugs, apologies, compliments, humbug and grim aces necessary to make a successful innkeeper in a Spanish country. At Plan our guard left us — as the lieutenant's command extended no farther. Our host of the flexible face and productive cookery, insisted that there was not much danger, besides which there were no troops on the station ; so he bowed us to the coach door, and declared for the fiftieth time that he had been delighted to see us, hoped we would not fail to call again if we returned, and assured us that he only kept a few choice bottles of his claret for such " caballeros " as we were ! What with sour wine, sour spirits, and imposition, I doubt much if there was ever an angrier coach-load on any highway. We were effectually ill-tempered, and we looked to our primings with the full disposition to defend ourselves nobly. It would have fared ill with any one who had ventured to attack us during our first hour's ride. In addition to this, our road, as soon as it left the river, ascended rapidly and passed over a track which would in any other country be called the bed of a mountain stream, so rough and jagged was its surface. Although it is the duty of the Gov ernment to keep this highway in order, yet as the chief travelling is on horseback, and the principal part of merchandise is transported on mules, no one cares how these animals get along. Sure-footed and slow, they toil patiently among the rents and rocks, and their drivers are too well used to the inconveniences to complain. Besides this, in case of insurrections, it is better for the roads to be in bad condition, as it prevents easy com munication between the several parts of Mexico, and the disjointed stones serve to form, as they have often done, breastworks and forts for the insur gents. But over this mass of ruin we were obliged to jolt in the ascent of the mountain, during the whole afternoon, meeting in the course of it fifty wagons laden with heavy machinery for factories near Mexico. I must not forget to mention one redeeming spot in the gloomy even ing. On looking back as we were near the summit of the mountain, I caught a glimpse of the plains and hills over which we had been all day toiling. The view was uninterrupted. Before us lay valley upon val ley, in one long graceful descending sweep of woodland and meadow, until they dwindled away in the sands to the east, and the whole was blent, near the horizon, with the blue waves of the Gulf of Mexico. Just then the sun broke out from the region of clouds which we were rapidly approaching in our ascent, and gilding, for a moment, the whole lowland prospect, I could almost fancy I saw the sparkle of the wave crests as they broke on the distant and barren shore. At the village on the mountain we could get no guard. This is said to be a very dangerous pass ; but the commanding officer told us he had been stationed here for two weeks, during which he had scoured the moun tains in every direction, and believed his district to be free from robbers. 14 MEXICO. Cigars would not avail us this time ! His men were tired and he could give no escort. Night soon fell dark and coldly around us. In these elevated regions the air is cold and nipping ; but we dared not put down our coach cur tains for fear of an attack. We therefore donned our cloaks and over- coats, and laid our guns and pistols on the window-frames. John, the old gray hero, was on the look-out, with his blunderbuss, from the box, and the driver promised to have an eye to windward. Thus we jolted on again, at times almost stalled, and, in sudden smooth descents, swinging along with a rapidity in the dark and moonless night, that seemed to threaten our destruction among the rocks. Six, seven, eight, and half-past eight o'clock passed, and no robbers appeared, though there had been several false alarms. The road became worse and worse, the coach heaving over the stones like a ship in a head sea, and the dri ver being obliged to descend from his seat and feel for the track. We saw lights passing over the heath in many places, and it was surmised they might be the signal lights of robbers. After due consultation, it was determined that they were ! As we approached them they proved to be fire-flies ! We felt for our percussion-caps and found them all right, and, at that moment, the coach was brought to a dead halt in the blackest looking ravine imaginable. " A mighty bad road, sir," said John, from the box, cocking his blun derbuss. Its click was ominous, and we were at once on the alert. " There is something black — on horseback — just ahead of us," added he. A whistle among the bushes. Crack went the whip unmercifully over the mules, and at ten paces in advance, up rose " the something black," and away trotted three cows ! I confess to a little anxiety as I cocked my gun after John spoke of the " something Hack." It is enough to make one a little nervous, boxed up with nine in a coach, on a dark night, on a bad road, to be shot at by " something black." But when the danger turns out to be a peaceful cow, one feels quite as ridiculous as he had before felt nervous. As we had indulged in enough of that sort of excitement, I uncocked my gun, put the muzzle out of the window, and, keeping a finger on the trigger, re signed myself to a nap in the corner. Jolts, pitches, tosses, nothing, woke me, until a rough voice bellowed in my ear : " There they are !" I was aroused in a moment, and moving my thumb to cock my gun, I found myself disarmed. The coach was at a halt, and strange voices and lights were around it. It was a minute before I could shake off the oppression of my deep slumber and found that my neighbor had quietly pilfered my gun during my sleep, and that we were waiting while the guard at the garita of Xa lapa examined our way-bill ! In a few moments we were again en route, and at half-past nine rolled into the court-yard of an excellent inn at Xalapa, where a good meal that served both for dinner and supper, seasoned the joke of my dextrous robbery. LETTER IV. XALAPA AND PEROTE. When the Neapolitans speak to you of their beautiful city, they call it, " a piece of heaven fallen to earth ;"* and tell you to " see Naples and die /" It is only because so few travellers extend their journey to Xalapa and describe its scenery, that it has not received something of the same ex travagant eulogium. I regret exceedingly that my stay was so limited as not to allow an opportunity of beholding the beautiful views around the city, under the influence of a serene sky and brilliant sun. The town has about ten thousand inhabitants, and is, in every respect, the reverse of Vera Cruz ; high, healthy, and built on almost precipitous streets, winding, with curious crookedness, up the steep hill-sides. This perching and bird-like architecture makes a city picturesque — although its highways may be toilsome to those who are not always in search of the romantic. The houses of Xalapa are not so lofty as those of Vera Cruz, and their exteriors are much plainer ; but the inside of the dwellings, I am told, is furnished and decorated in the most tasteful manner. The hotel in which we lodged was an evidence of this ; its walls and ceilings were papered and painted in a style of splendor rarely seen out of Paris. Before breakfast we strolled to the Convent of St. Francisco, an im mense pile of buildings of massive masonry, and apparently bomb-proof. The church is exceedingly plain, but there is a neat and tasteful garden with a lofty wall. This convent also possesses a court-yard of about one hundred feet square, with an arcade of two stories, the upper part of which contains a series of spacious cells ; but the whole edifice has a ruined appearance, having once been converted into a cavalry barrack, where the bugle as often sounded the morning call as the bell summoned to matins. From the top of this conventual edifice there is a fine view of Xalapa and its vicinity. We could see the town straggling up its steep and irregular streets ; but much of the adjacent scenery, and especially those two grand objects in the descriptions of all travellers, the Peak of Ori zaba and the Coffre of Perote, were entirely obscured by a cloud of mist which hung around the valley in a silvery ring, inclosing the ver- * " Un pmjo de cido caduto in terra." 16 MEXICO. dure of the glade like an emerald. The vapor, rising from the sea, driven inland by the northern winds, here first strikes the mountains ; and, lodging in rain and mist and dew among the cliffs, preserves that peren nial green which covers this teeming region with constant freshness and luxuriance. Xalapa is consequently a " damp town," yet it enjoys a great reputation for its salubrity. It is now the best season of the year ; but scarcely a day passes without rain, while the thermometer ranges from 52° to 76°, according to the state of the clouds and winds. As soon as the mountains have discharged their vapors, the sun blazes forth with a fierceness and intensity, increased by the reflection from every hill, into the town, as to a focus. Yet I saw enough to justify all the praises even of extravagant admirers. Its society is said to be excellent, and its women are the theme of the poets throughout the republic. As I descended from the top of St. Fran cisco and wended my way to the hotel, I met numbers of the fair donzellas lounging homeward from early mass. The stately step, the liquid eye, the pale yet brilliant cheek, and an indescribable look of tenderness, com plete a picture of beauty rarely matched in northern climes, and else where unequalled in Mexico. After dispatching our breakfast, for which we paid (together with our night's lodging and dinner) the sum oi four dollars, we mounted the dili gence at 10 o'clock, prepared as usual for the robbers, and set out for Perote. In driving from the town we passed through the public square ; and in the market which is held there I first saw in perfection the profuse quan tity of tropical fruits (and especially the chirimoya, and granadita,) for which Xalapa is renowned. The market is supplied by the numerous small cultivators from the neighborhood, the females of whom bear a resem blance to our Northern Indians, which is perhaps even stranger and more remarkable than that of the men. Maiz, the great staff of life for biped and quadruped in our western world, is chiefly used in the tortillia cakes of which we hear so much from Mexican travellers. The sellers of these tough, buckskin victuals, sit in lines along the curb of the side-walks with their fresh cakes in baskets covered with clean napkins to preserve their warmth. • There they wait patiently for pur chasers ; and as tortillias, with a little chiU, or, red pepper boiled in lard, are indispensable at least twice a day for the mass of the people, they are quite sure of a ready sale. With the great mass of Mexicans there is no such thing as domestic cookery. The laborer sallies forth with his clacos in his pocket, and two or three of them will purchase his cakes from an Indian woman. A few steps further on, another Indian woman has a pan boiling over a portable furnace, and containing the required beans or chile. The hungry man squats down beside the seller— makes a breakfast or dinner table of his knees— holds out his tortillia spread flat on his hand for a ladle of chile" MEXICO. 17 MAKING TORTILLIAS. and a lump of meat — then doubles up the edges of the cake sandwich fashion, and so on until his appetite is satisfied. He who is better off in the world, or indulges occasionally in a little extravagance, owns a clay platter. Into this he causes his frijoles, or chile and meat, to be thrown, and making a spoon of his tortillia, gradually gets possession of his food, and terminates his repast by eating the spoon itself! There is great economy in this mode of housekeeping which recommends itself, espe cially, to the tastes of old bachelors. There are no dishes to be washed —no silver to be cleaned, or cared for. Your Indian — flings down his clacos — stretches himself to his full height — gives a valedictory grunt of satisfaction over a filled stomach — and is off to his labor. Thus wonderful is the frugality not only of the humbler classes, but, indeed, of almost all who have come under my observation in Spanish America. Whether this frugality is a virtue, or the result of indolence, it is not necessary for me to stop to inquire. The reader may draw his own conclusions. But all classes are content with less physical comfort than the inhabitants of other countries. Their diet is poor, their lodging miserable, their clothing coarse, inelegant and inadequate for the climate ; and yet, when the energies and intelligence of the very people who seem so supine are called into action, few men manifest those qualities in a higher degree. Let me, as an illustration, notice the Arrieros, or com mon carriers of the country, by whom almost all the transportation of the 2 18 MEXICO. most valuable merchandise and precious metals is conducted. They form a very large proportion of the population, yet, by no similar class elsewhere are they exceeded in devoted honesty, punctuality, patient endurance, and skillful execution of duty. Nor is this the less remarka- ble when we recollect the country through which they travel— its disturbed state— and the opportunities consequently afforded for transgression. I have never been more struck with the folly of judging of men by mere dress and physiognomy, than in looking at the Arrieros. A man with wild and fierce eyes, tangled hair, slashed trowsers, and well greased jerkin that has breasted many a storm — a person, in fact, to whom you would scarcely trust an old coat when sending it to your tailor for repairs — is frequently in Mexico, the guardian of the fortunes of the wealthiest men for months, on toilsome journies among the mountains and defiles of the inner land. He has a multitude of dangers and difficulties to contend with. He overcomes them all — is never robbed and never robs — and, at the appointed day, comes to your door with a respectful salutation, and tells you that your wares or monies have passed the city gates. Yet this person is often poor, bondless and unsecured — with noth ing but his fair name and unbroken word. When you ask him if you may rely on his people, he will return your look with a surprised glance, and striking his breast, and nodding his head with a proud contempt that his honor should be questioned, exclaim : " Soy Jose Maria, Sefior, por veinte annos Arriero de Mexico — todo el mundo me conosce /" " I am Jos6 Maria, sir, I 'd have you know — an Arriero of Mexico for twenty years — all the world knows me .'" I regret, that I have been able to give only the faintest pencilling outline of Jalapa, which, with all its beauty, has doubtless hitherto been associated most nauseously in your mind with the drug growing in the neighborhood to which it has given its name.* A beautiful scene, embracing nearly the whole of this little Eden, broke on me as we gained the summit of the last hill above the town. A dell, deep, precipitous, and green as if mossed from the margin of a wood land spring lay below me, hung on every side with orange trees in bloom and bearing, nodding palms and roses and acacias scenting the air with their fragrance, and peering out among the white walls of dwellings, con vents, and steeples. In the next quarter of an hour, the mists that had been gathering around the mountains, whirled down on the peaks along which we were travelling, and as the wind occasionally drifted the vapor away, we could see around us nothing "but wild plains and mountain spurs covered with volcanic debris, flung into a thousand fantastic forms, among which grew a hardy race of melancholy-looking pines, interspersed *To give you an idea of the profusion of fruit in Jalapa 1 will state a fact. I gave a French servant a red (twelve and a half cents) to purchase me a few oranges, and in a short time he returned with a handkerchief bursting under the load— he had received forty for the money. I told the story to a Jalapenian with surprise : " They cheated him," said he ; " they should have given him nearly double the number." ARRIEROS, PLAIN OF PEROTE. 19 with fallen trunks, aloes and agaves. Thus the road gradually as cended among desolation, until we reached a height where the clouds were lodged on the mountain tops, and a cold, drizzling rain filled the air. In this disagreeable manner, travelling among the clouds, we reached the village of St. Michel, and afterward La Hoya, over a road paved with basalt. From the latter place the scenery is described as magnifi cent when the day is clear, and the sun is out in its brilliancy. The vapor is said to be then spread out below you like a sea, and the moun tain tops and little eminences peer above it like so many islands. We passed through the village of " Las Vigas," described by Humboldt, as the highest point on the road to Mexico. The houses in this neighbor hood are of different construction from those below the mountains, and are built of pine logs, each tree furnishing but one piece of timber of four inches thickness, and the whole width of its diameter ; these are hewn with the axe, and closely fitted. The floors of the dwellings are laid with the same material, and the roofs are shingled. As the houses indicate a colder climate than the one through which we have recently travelled, so does also the appearance of the people, who are hardier and more robust than the inhabitants of the plains skirting the sea. After winding along the edge of the mountain for some hours, we ob tained an occasional view of the plain of Perote. level as the ocean, and bounded by the distant mountains. The Peak of Orizaba again appeared in the southeast, while the Coffre of Perote towered immediately on our left, and, seemingly in the midst of the plain, rose the Peak of Tepiacualca. Beyond it, on the remotest horizon, was sketched the outline of the snow capped mountains. All these plains have doubtless been the basins of former lakes ; but they now appear dry and arid, and it is not easy to distinguish how far they are cultivated at the suitable season. During the summer, they present a very different prospect, and, losing the guise of a waste moor, only fit for the sportsman, put on a lively livery of cul tivation and improvement, far more agreeable than the dark and thorny maguey and the wilted foliage of dwarfish trees, with which they are now mostly covered. We occasionally see the stubble of last year, but the chief agriculture is evidently carried on upon the slopes and rising ground, where the irrigation is more easy from the adjacent mountains and is not so rapidly absorbed as in the marshy flats. We had not travelled this road without our usual dread of thieves. Our guns were constantly prepared for attack, and we kept a wary watch, although during nearly the whole day we were accompanied by a party of lancers, who clattered along after us on nimble horses. Some leagues from Perote we approached the " Barranca Secca," a noted haunt of the ladrones ; and as we came within gunshot of the place, a band of horse men dashed out from the ruins of an old hacienda on our right and gal loped directly to the carriage. The mist had again come down in heavy wreaths around us, obscuring the prospect at a dozen yards distance; and the guard of troopers had fallen considerably in the rear. What 2* 20 MEXICO. with the fog and the dread of our foes, we were somewhat startled— cocked our weapons — ordered the coach to stop — and were half out of it, when the lancers reined up at full tilt, and after a parley with the new comers, assured us that they were only an additional troop kept here for security. I questioned, and still doubt the truth of this story, as I never saw a more uncouth, or better mounted, armed and equipped set of men. Their pistols, sabres, and carbines were in the best order, and their horses stanch and fleet ; but they may have composed a band of old well-known robbers, pensioned off by the Government as a guard ; and willing to take regular pay from the authorities, and gratuities from travellers, as less dangerous than uncertain booty with constant risk of life. Accompanied by these six suspicious rascals and the four lancers, we quickly passed the wild mist-covered moor, and entered the Barranca, a deep fissure worn by time and water into the plain, and overhung, on all sides by lofty trees, while the adjacent parts of the flat country are cut up into similar ravines, embowered with foliage. With all the aids of art, the thieves could not have constructed a more suitable covert ; and, to add to our dismay, soon after entering the Barranca, our coach broke down ! - We tramped about in the mud while the accident was repairing, and the guard and its auxiliaries scoured the pass. The quarter of a mile through which the ravine. extended was literally lined with crosses, mark ing the spot of some murder or violent death. These four or five hundred mementos mori, seemed to convert it into a perfect graveyard ; while the broken coach, the dreary day, shrouding mist, approaching night, and savage figures in the scene, made a picture more fit for a Trappist than a quiet traveller fonder of his ease than adventure. We were, however, soon again in our vehicle, and for an hour after ward the country gradually ascended, until, at sunset, the sky cleared off and we entered Perote by a brilliant starlight. Perote is a small town, containing not more than 2500 people. It is irregularly built ; the houses are only of one low and dark story, erected around large court-yards with the strength of castles. In the middle of the town there is a large square, abundantly supplied by fountains of pure. water from the neighboring hills. The Meson is at the further end of the town, and incloses a spacious court-yard, around which on the ground floor (which is the only floor) are a number of brick-paved, windowless stalls, furnished with a bed, a couple of chairs, and a table. No landlord made his appearance to welcome us. We waited a considerable time in the court-yard for his attendance ; but as we received no invitation, S and myself got possession of a consumptive-looking candle, and sallied out to hunt for lodgings. We took possession of one of the dens I have described and sent in our lug gage ; and carefully locking the door afterward, (as Perote is the head quarters of villainy, and the court-yard was full of unshaved, ill-looking devils wrapped up in blankets,) we left our thin tallow as evidence of our tenure. PEROTE. 21 On one side of the gateway is the fonda, or eating part of the establish ment, where two or three women were employed cooking sundry* strange looking messes. We signified our hunger, and were soon called to table. Several officers of the garrison, as well as the stage-load coming from Mexico, were there before us. The cooking had been done with char coal, over furnaces, and the color of the cooks, their clothes, the food, and the hearth was identical ; a warning, as in France, never to enter the kitchen before meals. The meats had been good, but were perfectly be devilled by the culinary imps. Garlic, onions, grease, chile, and God knows what of other nasty compounds, had flavored the food like nothing else in the world but Perote cookery. We tasted, however, of every dish, and that taste answered to allay appetite if not to assuage hunger ; espe cially as the table-cloth had served many a wayfarer since its last wash ing, (if it had ever been washed,) and had, besides, doubtless been used for duster, (if they ever dust.) The waiter, too, was a boy, in sooty rags, who hardly knew the meaning of a plate, and had never heard of other forks but his fingers. Disgusted, as you may well suppose we were with this supper, I did not remain long at table. We were a set of baulked, hungry men, and withal, tired and peevish. I put my face for a moment outside of the gate, to take a walk, as the night was beautiful ; but S pulled me back again, with a hint at the notorious reputation of Perote. It was not eight o'clock, but the town was already still as death. Its population had slunk home to their cheerless dwellings, and the streets were as deserted as those of Pompeii, save where a ragged rascal now and then skulked along in the shadow of the houses, buried up in his broad-brimmed som brero and dirty blanket. We therefore at once retired to our cells ; I threw myself on the bed wrapped in my cloak, in dread of a vigorous attack from the fleas, and slept without moving until the driver called us at midnight to start for Puebla. Being already dressed, I required no time for my toilet, and I doubt much if hair-brushes, orris tooth-powder, or the sweet savors of the Rue Vivienne, were ever thought of by a parting guest at Perote ! In half an hour we were once more in the coach galloping out of the town, followed by three dragoons furnished by the officer we had met at supper, who seemed to entertain as poor an opinion as we did of this citadel of vagabondism. Although the sky had been clear and the stars were shining brightly when we retired to bed, a mist was now hanging in low clouds over the plain. The road was, however, smooth and level ; and we scampered along nimbly, fear adding stings to our coachman's lash, inasmuch as he was the driver of a diligence that had been robbed last spring, and had received a ball between his shoulders, from the effects of which he had just sufficiently recovered to drive on his first trip since the conflict. We galloped during the whole night, stopping only for a moment to change horses ; nor did we meet a living thing except a pack of jackals, that 22 MEXICO. came bounding beside the coach along the level and almost trackless plain. I never saw half so frightened a man as our coachman, especially when we passed the spot where he had been wounded. Every shrub was a robber — and a maguey of decent size was a whole troop ! The early morning, from the rain which had fallen during the night on this portion of the plain, was as cold and raw as November at home ; nor was it until an hour after sunrise that the mists peeled off from the lowlands, and, folding themselves around the distant hills, revealed a prospect as bare and dreary as the Campagna of Rome. LETTER V. CITY OF PUEBLA. I shall say nothing more of our journey from Perote to Puebla, or of the several uninteresting villages through which we passed. The road led among deep gullies, and was exceedingly dusty on the plains. The towns were usually built of the common adobes, or sun-dried bricks of the country,- and neither in their architectural appearance, nor in the character of their inhabitants, offered any attractions for the attention of a traveller. It was, indeed, a tedious and uninteresting drive over the solitary moors, and I have seldom been more gratified at the termination of a day's fatigue than I was when we entered the gateway of our spacious and comfortable inn at Puebla. In addition to the usual discomforts of the road, we had suffered greatly from the heat during the two or three last hours of our ride, and were annoyed by a fine dust, which, heated by a blazing sun, rolled into our coach from every side, and fell like a parching powder on our skins. A bath was, therefore, indispensable before the dinner, which we found excellent after our fare of the previous night at Perote. In the afternoon I paid a visit to the governor, who promised an escort of dragoons for the rest of the journey to the Capital ; and I then sallied forth, to see as much as possible of this really beautiful city. My recollections of Puebla (comparing it now with Mexico) are far more agreeable than those of the Capital. There is an air of neat ness and tidiness observable everywhere. The streets are broad, well paved with flat stones, and have a washed and cleanly look. The crowd of people is far less than in the Capital, and they are not so ragged and miserable. House rents are one-half or one-third those of Mexico, and the dwellings are usually inhabited by one family ; but, churches and convents seem rather more plentiful in proportion to the inhabitants. The friars are less numerous, and the secular clergy greater. A small stream skirts the eastern side of Puebla, affording a large water-power for manufacturing purposes. On its banks a public walk has been planted with rows of trees, among which the paths meander, while a neat fountain throws up its waters in the midst of them. The views from this retreat, in the evening, are charmingly picturesque over the eastern plain. On the western side of Puebla lie the extensive piles of buildings belonging to the Convent of St. Francis, situated opposite the entrance of 24 MEXICO. the Alameda — a quiet and retired garden walk to which the cavaliers and donzellas repair before sunset, for a drive in view of the volcanos of Ista- zihuatl and Popocatepetl, which bound the westward prospect with their tops of eternal snow. Near the centre of the city is the great square. It is surrounded on two sides by edifices erected on arches through which the population circulates as at Bologna. On the northern- side is the Palace of the Governor, now filled with troops ; and directly in front of this is the Cathedral, equal perhaps in size to that of Mexico, but, being eleva ted upon a platform about ten feet above the level of the square, it is better relieved and stands out from the surrounding buildings with more bold ness and grandeur. This church is, in all its details and arrangements the most magnifi. cent in the Republic ; and although not desirous to occupy your time with a description of religious edifices, yet, with a view of affording some idea of the wealth of this important establishment in a country where the priest hood is still very powerful, I will venture to remark on a few of those ob jects that strike the eye of a transient traveller. It is about this Cathedral, I am told, that there is a legend of Puebla, which states that while in process of building, it gained mysteriously in height during the night as much as the masons had wrought during the day. This was said to be the work of Angels, and hence, the city has ac quired the holy name of "Puebla de los Angeles." Be this, however, as it may, the church, though neither exactly worthy of divine conception and execution, nor a miracle of art, is extremely tasteful, and one of the best specimens of architecture I saw in Mexico. The material is blue basalt ; the stones are squared by the chisel ; the joints neatly pointed ; and the whole has the appearance of great solidity, being supported by massive buttresses, and terminated at the west by lofty towers filled with bells of sweet and varied tones. Between the towers is the main entrance, over which there is a mass of sculpture of Scripture history in stone and moulded work. Entering by this portal, the edifice, though lofty and extensive, has its effect greatly marred by the erections over the crypt, altar and choir, which fill the building to near its arched and elevated ceiling. As usual, the church is divided into three parts by rows of massive columns. Out side of these, under lower arches, are the side aisles, and in the wall the lesser chapels are imbedded, as it were, between columns, and screened from ;the main edifice by a graceful railing and fanciful gates of wrought iron. A similar rail also incloses the choir and other portions of the build ing ; and the whole, painted green, is picked out with gilded ornaments. From the centre of the vast dome depends the great chandelier — a weighty mass of gold and silver. It weighs tons. The sum at which it is valued I will not mention; but you may judge of its extent and price from the fact that, when cleaned thoroughly some years ago, the cost of its purification alone amounted to four thousand dollars ! The great altar, too, is a striking object. It was erected about thirty years ago by one of th -,— -..• - ¦ THE CATHEDRAL. 25 of Mexican marbles in the Republic. The variety of colors is very great, among which is one of a pure and brilliant white, as transparent as ala baster. The rail and steps, which, of course, are of fine marble, lead to a circular platform eight or ten feet above the floor, beneath which is the sepulchre of the bishops, (constructed entirely of the most precious mate rials,) divided into niches and panels, and covered with a depressed dome of marble, relieved by bronze and gold circles, from the centre of which depends a silver lamp, for ever burning in the habitation of the dead. To the right of the altar is the gem of the building. It is a figure of the Virgin Mary, nigh the size of life. Dressed in the richest embroi dered satin, she displays strings of the largest pearls hanging from her neck below her knees. Around her brow is clasped a crown of gold, inlaid with emeralds of a size I had never seen before ; and her waist is bound with a zone of diamonds, from the centre of which blaze num bers of enormous brilliants ! But this is not all. The candelabras surrounding the platform before the altar, are of silver and gold, and so ponderous that a strong man could neither move nor lift them. Immediately above the altar, and within the columns of the large temple erected there, is a smaller one, the interior of which is displayed or concealed by secret machinery. From this the Host, amid a blaze of priceless and innumerable jewels, is exhibited to the kneeling multitude. The principal dome is, of course, in the centre of the church ; and oppo site the front of the altar is the choir, remarkable, principally, for the workmanship and preservation of the richly carved woodwork of its stalls for the canons and clergy. Above the seat of the bishop is a pic ture of St. Peter, formed by the inlaying of different woods ; yet so skil fully is this work of art executed, that at a short distance it has all the effect and gracefulness of a painting in oil. It is to be regretted that the organ is rather too small for so large a building, and that the rich tone of the noble instrument is therefore greatly lost in the services of a church where the effect of the Catholic rite, amid so many other magnificent adjuncts, would be greatly enhanced in pomp by the perfection of solemn music. It was too obscure to see the pictures which are said to be worthy of notice, or the three setts of valuable jewels of the bishop; and we there fore departed at dusk from this mine of wealth and splendor. As I went out of the door in the dim twilight, and found a miserable and ragged woman kneeling before the image of a saint, and heard the hollow sounding of her breast as she beat it with penitential fervor ; I could not help asking myself, if the church that subsisted upon alms, in order to be the greatest almoner of the nation, had fulfilled its sacred charge while there was one diamond in the zone of the Virgin, or one homeless and foodless wretch in the whole Republic. LETTER VI. THE PYRAMID OF CHOLULA. Three leagues westwardly from the city of Puebla lie the remains of the ancient Indian Pyramid of Cholula, and you reach them by a pleas ant morning ride over the plain. This is one of the most remarkable relics of the Aborigines on the Con tinent ; for, although it was constructed only of the adobes, or common sun-dried bricks, it still remains in sufficient distinctness to strike every observer with wonder at the enterprise of its Indian builders. What it was intended for, whether tomb or temple, no one has determined with certainty, though the wisest antiquarians have been guessing since the conquest. In the midst of a plain the Indians erected a mountain. The base still remains to give us its dimensions ; but what was its original height ? Was it the tomb of some mighty lord, or sovereign prince ; or was it alone a place of sacrifice ? Many years ago, in cutting a new road toward Puebla from Mexico, it became necessary to cross a portion of the base of this pyramid. The excavation laid bare a square chamber, built of stone, the roof of which was sustained by cypress beams. In it were found some idols of basalt, a number of painted vases, and the remains of two bodies. No care was taken of these relics by the discoverers, and they are lost to us for ever. Approaching the pyramid from the east, it appears so broken and overgrown with trees that it is difficult to make out any outline distinctly. The view from the west, however, which I have given on the opposite page, will convey to you some idea of this massive monument as it rises in solitary grandeur from the midst of the wide-spreading plain. A well- paved road, cut by the old Spaniards, ascends from the northwest corner, with steps at regular intervals, obliquing first on the west side to the upper bench of the terrace, and thence returning toward the same side until it is met by a steep flight rising to the front of the small, dome-crowned chapel, surrounded with its grove of cypress, and dedicated to the Virgin of Remedios. The summit is perfectly level and protected by a parapet wall, whence a magnificent view extends on every side over the level valley. What ever this edifice may have been, the idea of thus attaining permanently an elevation to which the people might resort for prayer— or even for parade or amusement— was a sublime conception, and entitles the men who centuries ago patiently erected the lofty pyramid, to the respect of vw *iSff J II [ 'T; J1 PYRAMID OF CHOLULA. 27 posterity. If his ancestor celebrated, here, a bloody sacrifice of victims taken in battle, the modern Indian may purify the hill from the crime by the celebration of a peaceful mass, and the sermon of a worthy padre"! There remain at present but four stories of the Pyramid of Cholula., rising above each other and connected by terraces. These stories are formed, as I before said, of sun-dried bricks, interspersed with occasional layers of plaster and stone work. And this is all that is to be told or described. Old as it is — interesting as it is — examined as it has been by antiquaries of all countries — the result has ever been the same. The Indians tell you that it was a place of sepulture, and the Mexicans give you the universal reply of ignorance in this country : " Quien Sabe ?" — who knows — who can tell ! To those who are interested particularly in Mexican antiquities since the recent publications of Mr. Stephens, and the beautiful drawings of Mr. Catherwood, have greatly familiarized almost all classes with the monuments of ancient American grandeur, I will translate some of the descriptive remarks of the Baron Humboldt, who visited these ruins near the beginning of our century. " The Pyramid of Cholula," says he, " is exactly of the same height as that of Tonatiuh Ytxaqual, at Teotihuacan," (which I shall describe hereafter.) " It is 3 mhtres higher than that of Mycerinus, or the third of the great Egyptian pyramids of the group of Djizeh. Its base, how ever, is larger than that of any pyramid hitherto discovered by travellers in the old world, and is double of that known as ihe Pyramid of Cheops. " Those who wish to form an idea of the immense mass of this Mexican monument by the comparison of objects best known to them, may imagine a square, four times greater than that of ihe Place Vendome in Paris, cov ered with layers of bricks rising to twice ihe elevation of the Louvre ! Some persons imagine that the whole of the edifice is not artificial ; but as far as explorations have been made, there is no reason to doubt that it is en tirely a work of art. In its present state (and we are ignorant of its per- feet original height,) its perpendicular proportion is to its base as 8 to 1, while in the three great pyramids of Djizeh, the proportion is found to be Its to lyV to 1 ; or, nearly, as 8 to 5." May not this have been but the base of some mighty temple destroyed long before the conquest, and of which even the tradition no longer lin gers among the neighboring Indians ! In order to afford you additional means of comparison, I annex the fol lowing table, also from Humboldt, of the relative proportions of several well known pyramids. The feet are pieds du roi : PYRAMIDS BUILT OF STONE. PYRAMIDS OF BRICK. Cheops. Cephren. Mycerinus. Height 448 feet. 398 feet. 162 feet Base. 723 655 580 1 of 5 stories in Egypt ,— of 4 stories in Mexico—* near Sakhaiah. Teotihuacan. Cholula. 150 feet. 171 feet. 172 f. 210 645 1355 28 ' MEXICO, In continuation, Humboldt observes, that " the inhabitants of Auahuac apparently designed giving the Pyramid of Cholula the same height, and double the base of the Pyramid at Teotihuacan, and that the Pyramid of Asychis, the largest known of the Egyptians, has a base of 800 feet, and is like that of Cholula, built of brick. The cathedral of Strasburgis 8 feet, and the cross of St. Peters, at Rome, 41 feet, lower than the top of the Pyramid of Cheops. Pyramids exist throughout Mexico ; In the for ests of Papantla at a short distance a,bove the level of the sea ; on the plains of Cholula and of Teotihuacan, at the elevations which exceed those of the passes of the Alps. In the most widely distant nations, in climates the most different, man seems to have adopted the same style of construction ; the same ornaments, the same customs ; and to have placed himself under the government of the same political institutions !" Is this an argument that all men have sprung only from one stock ? or that the human mind is the same everywhere, and, affected by similar interests or necessities invariably comes to the same result, whether in pointing a pyramid, or an arrow ; in making a law, or a ladle ? Much as I distrust all the dark and groping efforts of antiquarians, I. will nevertheless offer you some sketches and legends, which may serve, at least, to base a conjecture upon as to the divinity to whom this pyra mid was erected ; and to prove, perhaps, that it was intended as the foundation of a temple, and not the covering of a tomb. A tradition which has been recorded by a Dominican monk who visited Cholula in 1566, is thus related from his work, by the traveller to whom I have already referred : " Before the great inundation, which took place 4800 years after the creation of the world, the country of Auahuac was inhabited by giants, all of whom either perished in the inundation, or were transformed into ' fishes, save seven who fled into caverns. " When the waters subsided, one of the giants, called Xelhua, surnamed " the Architect," went to Cholula, where, as a memorial of the Tlaloc* which had served for an asylum to himself and his six brethren, he built an artificial hill in the form of a pyramid. He ordered bricks to be made in the province of Tlalmanalco, at the foot of the Sierra of Cocotl, and in order to convey them to Cholula, he placed a file of men who passed them from hand to hand. The gods beheld, with wrath, an edifice the top of which was to reach the clouds. Irritated at the daring attempt of Xelhua, they hurled fire on the pyramid I Numbers of the workmen perished. The work was discontinued, and the monument was after ward dedicated to Quetzalcoatl." * The mountain of Tlaloc lies in a westerly direction from the Pyramid of Cholula, about thirty miles. It was visited lost year, and ascended with much difficulty by Mr. Ward and Mr. Jamieson, who found, upon the very summit, the remains of extensive walls, the sides of which were due north and south. The day was ex ceedingly cold, and. suffering from the keen mountain air, they were unable to extend their explorations, espe cially ns they were not prepared either with the necessary tools, or to spend some time on the summit They dug, however, with the blades of their swords among the ruins, and found a number of small images and heads of clay, similar to those which will be hereafter described. CHOLULAN MYTHOLOGY. 29 Now of this god Quetzalcoatl, we have the following story, which is given by Dr. M'Culloh, the most learned and laborious of writers upon American antiquities. " Quetzalcoatl, or the ' Feathered Serpent,' was among the Mexi cans, and all other nations of Auahuac, 'god of the air.' He was said to have been once high priest of Tula. They figured him tall, huge, of a fair complexion, broad forehead, large eyes, long black hair and flowing beard. From a love of decency he wore always a long robe, which was represented to have been spotted all over with red crosses. He was so rich that he had palaces of gold, silver, and precious stones. He was thought to possess the greatest industry, and to have invented the art of melting metals, and cutting gems. He was supposed to have had the most profound wisdom, which he displayed in the laws he left to man kind, and, above all, the most rigid and exemplary manners. Whenever he intended promulgating a law to his kingdom, he ordered a crier to the top of the mountain Tzatzitepec, or ' hill of shouting ;' near the city of Tula, from whence his voice was heard for three hundred miles. In his time the corn grew so strong that a single ear was a load for. a man. Gourds were as long as a man's body. It was unnecessary to dye cotton, for it grew of all colors ; all their fruits were in the same abund ance, and of an extraordinary size. There was also at that period, an incredible number of beautiful and sweet-singing birds. In a word, the Mexicans imagined as much happiness under the priesthood of- Quetzal. coatl, as the Greeks did under the reign of Saturn, whom this Mexican god also resembled in the exile he suffered. " Amid all this prosperity Tezcatlipoca, their supreme but visible god, (we know not for what reason,) wishing to drive- him from Tula, appeared to him in the form of an aged man, and told him it was the will of the gods that he should be taken to the kingdom of Tlapalla. At the same time he offered him a beverage, which was readily accepted, in hopes of obtaining that immortality after which he aspired. He no sooner drank it than he felt himself so strongly tempted to go to Tlapalla, that he set out at once, accompanied by many of his faithful subjects. Near the city of Quauhtitlan, he felled a tree with stones, which remained fixed in the trunk ; and at Tlalnepautla he laid his hand upon a stone and left an impression which the Mexicans showed to the Spaniards. Upon his arrival at Cholula the citizens detained him, and made him take the government of their city. He showed much aversion to cruelty, and could not bear the mention of war. To him, the Cholulans say, they owe their knowledge of melting metals, the laws by which they were afterward governed, the rites and ceremonies of their religion, and, as some say, the arrangement of their seasons and calendar. After resi ding for 20 years in Cholula, he resolved to pursue his journey to his imaginary kingdom of Tlapalla, carrying along with him four noble and virtuous youths ; but, on arriving at the maritime province of Coatzaco- alco, he dismissed them, and desired them to assure the Cholulans that 30 MEXICO. he would return to comfort and direct them. Some said that he suddenly disappeared, others that he died on the sea-shore ; but however that may be, Quetzalcoatl was consecrated as a god by the Toltecas of Cholula, and made chief guardian of their city, in the centre of which, in honor of him, ihey raised a great eminence on which they built a temple. Another eminence, surmounted by a temple, was afterward erected to him in Tula. From Cholula his worship was spread over the country, where he was adored as ' the god of the air.' He had temples in Mexico and elsewhere, and some nations, even the enemies of the Cholulans, had temples and priests dedicated to his worship in the city of Cholula, whither persons came from all parts of the land to pay their devotions and fulfil their vows. His festivals were great and extraordinary, espe cially in Cholula. "In every fourth, or divine year, they were preceded by a rigid fast of eighty days, and by dreadful austerities practiced by the priests conse crated to his worship. The Mexicans said, that Quetzalcoatl cleared the way for the ' god of the water,' because in these countries rain is gen erally preceded by wind." The following singular story in relation to this divinity and certain services of his temple, is to be found in the Nat. and Mor. Hist, of Acosta, book v. chap. 30. " There was at this temple of Quetzalcoatl at Cholula, a court of rea sonable greatness, in which they made great dances and pastimes with games and comedies, on the festival days of this idol ; for which purpose there was in the midst of this court a theatre of thirty feet square, very finely decked and trimmed — the which they decked with flowers that day — with all the art and invention that might be, being environed around with arches of divers flowers and feathers, and in some places there were tied many small birds, conies, and other tame beasts. After din ner all the people assembled in this place, and the players presented. themselves and played comedies. Some counterfeited the deaf and rheumatic ; others the lame ; some the blind and crippled which came to seek for cure from the idol. The deaf answered confusedly; the rheumatic coughed ; the lame halted, telling their miseries and griefs, wherewith they made the people to laugh. Others came forth in the form of little beasts, some attired like snails, others like toads, and some like lizards ; then meeting together they told their offices, and every one re tiring to his place, they sounded on small flutes, which was pleasant to hear. They likewise counterfeited butterflies and small birds of divers colors, which were represented by the children who were sent to the tem ple for education. Then they went into a little forest, planted there for the purpose, whence the priests of the temple drew them forth with instru ments of music. In the mean time they used many pleasant speeches, some in propounding, others in defending, wherewith the assistants were pleasantly entertained. This done, they made a masque, or mummery with all these personages, and so the feast ended." CHOLULAN MYTHOLOGY. 31 From these traditions, we derive several important facts. First, that Quetzalcoatl, was "god of the air :" Second, that he was represented as a " feathered serpent :" Third, that he was the great divinity of the Cho- • lulans : and, Fourth, that a hill was raised by them upon which they erected a temple to his glory, where they celebrated his festivals with pomp and splendor. Combining all these, is it unreasonable to believe that the Pyramid of Cholula was the base of this temple, and that he was there worshipped as the Great Spirit of the air — or of the seasons ; the God who produced the fruitfulness of the earth, regulated the sun, the wind and the shower, and thus spread plenty over the land ? I have thought, too, that the serpent might not improbably typify lightning, and the feathers, swiftness ; thus denoting one of the attributes of the air — and that the most speedy and destructive. In a worship of propitiation, it would be most proper and reasonable that that destructive element should be personified and supplicated. In the city of Mexico I constantly saw serpents, carved in stone, in the various collections of antiquities. One was presented to me by the Conde del Penasco, and the drawings below represent the figures of two "feathered serpents," which, after considerable labor I disinterred (I may say,) from a heap of dirt and rubbish, old boxes, chicken-coops and de. cayed fruit, in the court-yard of the University. 32 MEXICO. These masses of stone are not only interesting on ac count of their connection with the Mexican Mythology, but they are beautiful specimens of Azteck art. The carv ing with which they are cov ered is executed with a neat ness and gracefulness that would make them, as mere ornaments, worthy of the chisel of an ancient sculptor. * * * * The present town of Cho lula is scarcely more than a village, and seems gradually still more decaying. At the conquest it was a city of much splendor, as we gather from the accounts of Cortez, who, in his letters to the Emperor speaks of it thus : " This city of Churultecal* is situated on a plain, and contains twenty thousand houses within the body of the town, and as many in the suburb. Its people are well dressed, and its neighboring fields are exceedingly fertile ; and I certify to your ma jesty, that, from one of the temples I have counted more than four hundred towers, and they are all the towers of temples !" Such was Cholula when it fell under the Spanish sway, and there seems to be no reason to doubt, that, " sacred city" as it was held to be by the Indians of the period, the account of Cortez was indeed correct. But the temple is year after year crumbling, more and more, to decay ; its outlines are becoming more and more indistinct ; and of the race that worshipped on that pyramid, there now remains nothing but a few servile Indians who till the adjacent fields, and the women who throng the market-place with their fruits and flowers. I wanted some relics of the spot, and commissioning a proud-looking fellow, who may have been, for aught I know, a great- great-great-great-grandson of some of the lords of Cholula, to hunt up a few antiquities ; he brought me, after an hour's search among the ruins, a quantity of pottery, heads of animals, fragments of vases, and a sinal idol sculptured in white marble. These are my souvenirs of Cholula. * The ancient name of Cholula. LETTER VII. LAST DAY S RIDE TO MEXICO. Soon after our departure from Puebla,* we crossed a small stream spanned by a fine bridge, and commenced ascending by a very gradually inclined plain toward the Sierra Nevada. The mountains on our left are a stupendous range, standing out sharply against the bright blue sky, in the clear early light and pure atmosphere, their lower portions covered with dark pine forests, from which the conic peak of Popocatepetl, with its eternal snow, emerges majestically ; while, further north, towers its gigantic rival, Iztaccihuatl. Between us and the mountains is the Pyramid of Cholula. As we approach this elevated region, the country becomes well watered, and the plain is just sufficiently inclined for irri gation ; the soil rich, the estates extensive, and cultivated with the greatest care. Immense herds of cattle are spread over the fields, and the land, now preparing for the winter crops, is divided into extensive tracts of a thousand acres, along which the furrows are drawn with mathematical accuracy. Among these noble farms a multitude of habitations are scattered,, which, inclosing the numerous population necessary for labor, with the requisite chapels, churches, and surrounding offices, gleam out brightly with their white walls from among the dark foliage of the groves, and impress one as favorably as the multitude of tasteful villages that dot the windings of our beautiful Connecticut. We breakfasted hastily at San Martin, and for the next league our ascent was almost imperceptible. At length we crossed several fine streams, and the road, rising rapidly, struck more into the mountain. There was no longer any sign of cultivation, even in the dells, but the * It is not over two or three hundred yards from the gates of Puebla, where most of the robberies of which I afterward heard during my residence in Mexico, occurred. A band of some five, ten, or a dozen men, armed, with their faces covered with crape, usually stood waiting in the early dawn, for the diligence. If there were armed foreigners in the coach, they would look in, consult a moment, and then ride off. Jf the passengers were unarmed, and the boot of the vehicle looked heavy and tempting, the result was the perfect sacking of the whole company. Their persons were first robbed and partially stripped as they descended from the door : they were then made to lie down with their mouths on the ground— and their trunks were rilled. One lady (the present prima donna of the opera in Mexico) lost $8000 in doubloons and jewels, at this very spot— notwith standing a guard had been promised by the authorities, and paid for. The instances, however, were innu merable and unpardonable, while regiments of cavalry dozed( within a quarter of a mile, in a city almost under Martial Law. While I resided in the Capital, during Santa Anna's vigorous administration, he had some 65 or 70 gwrrotted. T*yo or three every week. This for a time struck terror to the band ; but I learn that lately they leave again taken to the road with renewed vigor. 3 34 MEXICO. dense forest spread out on every side its sea of foliage. The road was as smooth as a bowling-green, and we swung along over the levels, up hill and down, until we passed the Puente de Tesmeluca, over a stream dashing from a mountain ravine like a shower of silver from among the •verdure. After again ascending another mountain, and following its de scent on the other side, we reached the village of Rio Frio, a collection of the miserable huts of coal-burners, and the nest and nursery of as fierce a brood of robbers as haunt the forests. In proof of this, and, moreover, that the Cross, in this land, is no " sign of redemption" the sacred emblem was again spread out on every side, as yesterday in the Barranca Secca, marking the grave of some murdered traveller. We were once more in the fields of romance and robbery ; yet, well guarded to-day by a vigilant troop, and in good spirits at the near termination of our trials, we again launched forth for our final ride. Leaving this narrow and desolate ravine among the hills, the road once more ascends by a series of short windings through the pine woods, among which the wind whistled cold and shrill as over our winter plains ; and, thus grad ually scaling the last mountain on our route, while the increased guard scoured the recesses of the forest, we reached the lofty summit in about an hour, and rolled for some distance along a level table land, catching glimpses, occasionally, of a distant horizon to the west, apparently as illimitable as the sea. The edge of the mountain was soon turned, and as the coach dipped forward on the descent of the western slope, a sudden clearing in the forest disclosed the magnificent Valley of Mexico. The sight of land to the sea- worn sailor — the sight of home to the wan derer, who has not beheld for years the scene of his boyhood — are not hailed with more thrilling delight than was the exclamation from one of our passengers as he announced this prospect. I am really afraid to describe this valley to you, as I dislike to deal in hyperboles. I have seen the Simplon — the Spleugen — the view from Rhigi — the " wide and winding Rhine " — and the prospect from Vesuvius over the lovely bay of Naples, its indolent waves sleeping in the warm sunshine on their purple bed — but none of these scenes compare with the Valley of Mexico. They want some one of the elements of grandeur, all of which are gathered here. Although the highest triumphs of human genius and art may disappoint you, Nature never does. The conceptions of Him who laid the foundations of the mountains, and poured the waters of the seas from his open palm, can never be reached by the fancies of men. And if, after all the exaggerated descriptions of St. Peter's and the Pyramids, we feel sick with disappointment when we stand before them, it is never so with the sublime creations of the Almighty. You would, therefore, no doubt, most readily spare my attempting to give by the pen a description of what even the more graphic pencil has ever failed faithfully to convey. But I feel in some measure bound to make for you a catalogue of this valley's features, though I am confident I must fail to describe or paint them. VALLEY OF MEXICO. 35 Conceive yourself placed on a mountain nearly two thousand feet above the valley, andnine thousand above the level of the sea. A sky above you of the most perfect azure, without a cloud, and an atmosphere so trans parently pure, that the remotest objects at the distance of many leagues are as distinctly visible as if at hand. The gigantic scale of everything first strikes you — you seem to be looking down upon a world. No other mountain and valley view has such an assemblage of features, because nowhere else are the mountains at the same time so high, the valley so wide, or filled with such variety of land and water. The plain beneath is exceedingly level, and for two hundred miles around it extends a barrier of stupendous mountains, most of which have been active volcanos, and are now covered, some with snow, and some with forests. It is laced with large bodies of water looking more like seas than lakes — it is dotted with innumerable villages, and estates and plantations ; eminences rise from it which, elsewhere, would be called mountains, yet there, at your feet, they seem but ant-hills on the plain ; and now, letting your eye fol low the rise of the mountains to the west, (near fifty miles distant,) you look over the immediate summits that wall the valley, to another and more distant range — and to range beyond range, with valleys between each, until the whole melts into a vapory distance, blue as the cloudless sky above you. I could have gazed for hours at this little world while the sun and passing vapor chequered the fields, and sailing off again, left the whole one bright mass of verdure and water — bringing out clearly the domes of the village churches studding the plain or leaning against the first slopes of the mountains, with the huge lakes looming larger in the rarified at mosphere. Yet one thing was wanting. Over the immense expanse there seemed scarce an evidence of life. There were no figures in the picture. It lay torpid in the sunlight, like some deserted region where Nature was again beginning to assert her empire — vast, solitary and melancholy. There were no sails — no steamers on the lakes, no smoke over the villages, no people at labor in the fields, no horsemen, coaches, or travellers but ourselves. The silence was almost supernatural ; one expects to hear the echo of the national strife that filled these plains with discord, yet lingering among the hills. It was a picture of " still life " inanimate in every feature, save where, on the distant mountain sides, the fire of some poor coal-burner, mingled its blue wreath with the bluer sky, or the tinkle of the bell of a solitary muleteer was heard from among the dark and solemn pines. What a theatre for the great drama that has been performed within the limits of this valley ! When Cortez first stood upon these mountains, and looked down on the lovely scene, peaceful then and rich under the cultivation of its Indian children ; the hills and plains covered with for ests, and much of what is now dry land hidden by the extensive lake, in the midst of which rose the proud city of the Aztec kings filled with pal aces and temples ; in site, another Venice on its inland sea ; in art, the 3* 36 MEXICO. Indian Attica — when he beheld, I say, this tranquil scene at his feet, what must have been the avarice and the relentlessness of an unknightly heart that urged him onward to the destruction and enslavement of a civilized and unoffending people, whose only crime was, the possession of a coun- try rich enough to be plundered to minister to the luxury of a bigoted race beyond the sea ! Our descent commenced from the eminence where we had halted awhile to survey the valley. Our coachman was an honest Yankee, fearless as the wild horses he drove, and they scoured along under his lash as if we had the level roads of New England beneath us. But, alas! we had not. I question whether there are any such roads elsewhere— in the world — nor can you conceive them, because your experience among the wilds of the Aroostook or the marshes of the Mississippi, can furnish no symptoms of such highways. They were gullies, washed into the mountain side by the rains; filled, here and there, with stones and branches ; dammed up, to turn the water, by mounds a couple of feet high — and thus, gradually serpentining to the foot of the declivity. You may readily imagine that there was no such thing as rolling down with our rapid motion over such a ravine. We literally jumped from dam to dam, and rock to rock, and in many places where the steep is certainly at an angle of 45°, I must confess that I quailed at the impending danger while the horses bounded along as fiercely as if they bore Mazeppa. But the driver knew what he was about, and in an hour drew up at the Venta de Cordova, where, when I alighted, I found myself deaf and giddy from the heat, dust, and irregular motion. In a few moments, however, the blood poured from my head and I was relieved, though I felt ill and un comfortable the rest of the day. Two of the other passengers suffered in the same manner.* The succeeding distance of about thirty miles lies along the level, and skirts a detached range of volcanic hills between the lakes of Tezcoco and Chalco, the same which I described, some time ago, as rising like ant-heaps from the plain. We passed the village of Ayotla, and through a number of collections of mud-walled huts and desolate hovels, buried up among palm-trees and fields of barley and maguey, (resembling the streets of ruined tombs near Rome ;) but nowhere did I see any evidence of neat or careful cultivation, or of comfort and thriftiness. In this the valley of Mexico is, markedly, different from that of Puebla. Misery and neglect reigned absolute. Squalid Indians in rags exhibiting almost entirely their dirty bodies, thronged the road ; miserable devils coming * Almost all travellers suffer from giddiness and flow of blood to the head on their arrival on the Valley o' Mexico. This arises from the great rarefaction of the atmosphere, 7600 feet above the level of the sea. APPROACHING THE CAPITAL. 37 from market ; children, half-starved and naked, and women, whose wiry and uncombed hair gave them the mien of porcupines. At length, as we gained the top of a little eminence our driver pointed out the "City of Mexico:" — a long line of turrets, and domes, and spires, lying in the lap of beautiful meadows, and screened, partially, by inter vening trees, planted along the numerous avenues leading to the Capital. About two leagues from the city we came to the ancient border of the lake of Tezcoco, now a marshy flat from which the waters have receded. Here we mounted the Calzada, or causeway, raised about six feet above the surrounding waters. This road is not one of the ancient avenues by which the city was ap proached, across the lake, during the reign of the Indians, but was con structed at great expense by the old Spanish Government. Although the land to the north of it is covered with saline particles that are perfectly visible as you ride along, yet the southern flats, being watered by the fresher stream from Chalco which flows through several apertures of the dike, are in no manner discolored. The northern marsh was covered with myriads of ducks, and looked as if it had been literally peppered with wild fowl. These birds are murdered in immense quantities with a sort of infernal machine, formed by the union of a great number of gun- barrels, and they furnish the chief food of the poor of Mexico. Thus, about four o'clock, we passed this unprepossessing approach to the Capital, driving by the body of a man who had just been murdered, lying on the road side, with the blood flowing from his recent wound. Hundreds passed, but no one noticed him. At the gates we were detained only a moment for examination, and we entered the city by the Puerto de San Lazaro. A saint who suffered from impure blood, and presides over sores, may well be the patron of that portal and portion of the suburbs through which we jolted over disjoined pavements, while the water lay green and putrid in the stagnant gutter, festering in the middle of close streets, swarmed with ragged thousands. As I looked at them from our window, they seemed more like a population of witches, freshly dismounted from their broomsticks, than anything else to which, in fancy, I can readily compare them. But the journey ended as we drove to the hotel Vergara, where a dirty court-yard, filled with sheep, chickens, horses, bath-houses, and a black smith's shop, received our jaded crew. I found that a kind friend had already prepared rooms for me, where, after a bath and dinner, I was made as comfortable as possible, by the attentions of a hospitable land lady. LETTER VIII. THE CITY OF MEXICO. You left me retiring to rest at my hotel in Mexico, and soundly did I repose after my last fatiguing ride from the mountains and over the plain to the city. I was roused, however, betimes by the clang of the church bells for early mass. This sound I had not heard since my visit to Italy many years ago, and if, brought back to me many pleasant memo. ries, as I lay half awake and half dreaming, during the early hours. When I arose other recollections of Italy were excited. The windows, descending to the ground, of the brick-paved room, thrown open, let in an air worthy of Naples the beautiful ! It was the middle of November, but there was a May-mildness in the atmosphere. The sky was of that deep ultra-marine blue peculiar to elevated regions. As I ranged my eye down the street from my balcony, the town was alive with a teeming population ; the windows of the houses stood open ; fair women strolled homeward from mass ; old monks shuffled along in their cowled robes ; the butcher urged along his ass with its peripatetic stall hung around with various meats ; freshly-leaved flowers and trees stood in the court yards, of which I caught glimpses through the opened portals ; and in the balconies lounged the early risers, enjoying a cigar after their cup of chocolate. 'It was a lively and beautiful scene, worthy of the pencil of that master painter of cities — Cannaletti, who would have delighted in the remarkable transparency and purity of the atmosphere through which the distant hills, some twenty miles off, seemed but a barrier at the end of the street ! The plan of the city of Mexico is precisely that of a checquer-board with a greater number of squares. Straight streets cross each other at right-angles and at regular intervals. The houses are painted with gay colors — light blue, fawn, and green, interspersed with a pure white, that remains long unstained in the dry atmosphere. The view of all these from the elevated tower of the cathedral, (to which I soon repaired after my arrival in the capital,) presents a mass of domes, steeples, and flat-roofed dwellings, frequently covered, like hang ing gardens, with flowers and foliage. Beyond the gates, (which you would scarcely think bounded a population of 200,000,) the vast plain stretches out on every side to the mountains, traversed in some places by P LAZA AND PARIAN. 39 long lines of aqueducts sweeping to the city from the hills, and in others, studded with lakes, cultivation, and beautiful groves, until the distant view is closed by the volcanoes, whose snows rest against the blue sky, uncovered, at this season, by a single cloud. Below is the great square or Plaza ; a large paved area, fronted on the north, by the Cathedral ; on the east, by the National Palace, (the resi dence of the President ;) to the south of which, again, are the museum, and a stone edifice recently built in tasteful style, for a market. The corner-stone* of this was laid after I arrived in Mexico, and before I left, the building was nearly completed. Until that time the fruits, flow ers, vegetables, and most of the necessaries of the table, had been sold on that spot, in shambles and booths built of bamboos and reeds, sheltered from ihe rain and sun by thatched roofs ! In the southwestern corner of the square is the Parian, an unsightly building (erected, I believe, since the revolution,) which greatly mars the effect of the Plaza. It is a useful establishment, however, as it affords a large revenue to the municipality, and is the great bazaar where every article requisite for the dress of Mexicans, male or female, may be pur chased at reasonable prices. On the pavement which runs round it, sit numbers of coachmen whose stand is in the neighborhood, and crowds of women with ready-made shoes. Not the least curious, however, among the multitude, with which this side- walk is generally thronged, are about a dozen " evangelistas" or " letter-writers," whose post is always on the curb-stones of the eastern front of the Parian. A huge jug of ink is placed beside them ; a board rests across their knees ; a pile of different colored paper (most of which is either cut, valentine fashion, or flourished over and --adorned with pen-and-ink ornaments,) is placed on it, and, on a stool before them, sits some disconsolate looking damsel or heart-broken * A medal was struck in commemoration of this event, the legend on which I give for the sake of those who are curious in inscriptions of "modem" latin. The medal is perfectly plain, and of silver. FRECEARVS MLITIE KEIPVBLICE QTEDUX ANTOKXOPEZ BE JSMTArAMA-y MDCCCXM. 'JETilBERTMIS 1TDEC0EUS PATBIE POSTOT. 40 MEXICO lover, pouring out a passion which the scribe puts into becoming phrase- ology. It is an important trade ; and more money is earned in Mexico by this proxy-making love, than perhaps anywhere else. You can have a "declaration" for one rial; a scolding letter for a medio; and an up. braiding epistle, full of daggers, jealousy, love, and tenderness, (leaving the unfortunate recipient in a very distracted state of mind,) done upon azure paper be-sprinkled with hearts and doves, for the ridiculous price of twenty-five cents ! West of the Parian, and all around the southern and western sides of the Plaza, or those portions of it which are not directly occupied by the Cathedral and National Palace, run the arched Portales, similar to the arcades of Bologna. These are filled with gay shops, peddlers, caffes, old clothes, toys, flower- venders, sweetmeats, bookstalls, cutlers, curiosity- hunters, antiquities, (veritable and doubtful,) and the usual crowd of loungers and quidnuncs. Here the last revolution, or the probability of a new one, is in continual discussion, by knots of idlers. Above stairs, in some of the dwellings, are gambling-houses, as formerly in the Palais Royal, with which the scene here presented does not, of course, vie in taste or splendor. Opposite to the southern end of the Parian is the Casa Municipal, or town-hall, in the lower story of which is the Lonja, (the Exchange of the merchants of Mexico,) a noble room, filled with all the gazettes of the Republic, of Europe, and the United States, and adjoined by an apart ment in which readers may occasionally amuse themselves with a game of billiards. Descending from the tower of the Cathedral, let us enter the doors of the sacred edifice. Its floor is of loose disjointed boards, filled with dirt and filth— the cov ering of the many dead who lie mouldering beneath. But with this, all meanness ends ; and whether we contemplate the dimensions of the edifice, or the millions that have been spent upon its decoration, the mind is lost in wonder. It is impossible for me to describe the whole of this building to you— a book would not suffice for the immense and minute detail with which its walls and altars are embellished. In order to afford you some idea of the wealth of the church, generally— and passing over plate glass and crystal, silver frames, lamps, carving and gilding enough to make an ordinary metropolitan church blaze with splendor_I will only mention one object in the body of the building: the altar and its accessories. The Cathedral occupies a space of 500 feet by 420 front. The main altar is not erected against the wall, but near the centre of the edifice, beneath the dome. From this, extending around the choir probably two THELEPEROS. 41 hundred feet, there is a rail between four and five feet high, and of propor tionable thickness, composed of gold, silver, and a small alloy of brass. This is surmounted with silver statues for candles. In front of the altar is the choir, itself a church, built of dark woods of the rarest antique carving. The altar (placed upon a marble platform, elevating it from the floor of the building, and covered with gold and silver ornaments, candlesticks and crosses,) is of wrought and polished silver ; and the whole is sur mounted by a small temple, in which rests the figure of the Virgin of Remedios, who enjoys the exclusive right to three petticoats ; one embroi dered with pearls, another with emeralds, and a third with diamonds, ihe value of which, I am credibly informed, is not less than three millions of dollars ! This, you will recollect, is only one part of one church in Mexico, and that one said not to be the richest ! Around this splendid mine of wealth are half-naked Indians, gaping with surprise, or kneeling to the figure of some favorite saint — the misery of the man a painful contrast with the splendor of the shrine ! Passing from the Cathedral door to the south-eastern portion of the city, you reach the outskirts, crossing, in your way, the canals from the lake. I have rarely seen such miserable suburbs ; they are filled with hovels built of sun-dried bricks, often worn with the weather to the shape of holes in the mud, while on their earthen floors crawl, cook, live and multiply, the wretched-looking population of Uperos. This word, I believe, is not pure Spanish, but is derived originally, it is said, from the Castilian lepra, or leper ; and although they do not suffer from that loathsome malady, they are quite as disgusting. Blacken a man in the sun ; let his hair grow long and tangled, or be come filled with vermin ; let him plod about the streets in all kinds of dirt for years, and never know the use of brush, or towel, or water even, except in storms ; let him put on a pair of leather breeches at twenty, and wear them until forty, without change or ablution ; and, over all, place a torn and blackened hat, and a tattered blanket begrimed with abomi nations ; let him have wild eyes, and shining teeth, and features pinched by famine into sharpness ; breasts bared and browned, and (if females) with two or three miniatures of the same species trotting after her, and another certainly strapped to her back : combine all these in your ima gination, and you have a recipe for a Mexican lepero. There, on the canals, around the markets and pulque shops, the Indians and these miserable outcasts hang all day long ; feeding on fragments, quarrelling, drinking, stealing and lying drunk about the pavements, with their children crying with hunger around them. At night they slink off to these suburbs and coil themselves up on the damp floors of their lairs, to sleep off the effects of liquor, and to awake to another day of misery 42 MEXICO. and crime. Is it wonderful, in a city with an immense proportion of its inhabitants of such a class, (hopeless in the present and the future,) that there are murderers and robbers ? In the Indian population which pours into the Capital from the lakes, I must say that there is apparently more worth and character. You see them lolling about in their boats on the canals, and passing and repassing in their canoes, plying between the city and Chalco and Tezcoco. It is a beautiful sight to behold these tiny vessels skim like floating gardens to the quays in the morning, laden to the water's edge with the fruits, flow ers and vegetables, that hide the skiff that bears them. The old houses in this neighborhood, rising out of the canals, the slug gish waters, and the dark multitude of the better classes in fanciful dresses, remind one strongly of Venice. Skirting the canal, and leading to the plain which adjoins the Chenampas, or former floating gardens, is the Passeo de la Viga, a public drive fre quented by the beau monde, both in coach and on horseback, during the season of Lent. Scarcely an afternoon passes, at that period of the year, that the observer will not find the canal covered with gay boat-loads of Indians, passing homeward from market, dancing, singing, laughing, strumming the guitar, and crowned with wreaths of poppies. I do not know the origin of the custom of wearing this forgetful flower ; but it is both a healthier and more poetic oblivion than that resorted to by many' folks in other lands, after a day of toil. Turning once more westward, we again reach the great square. As we pass the front of the National Palace, from out of its main portal dash fifty gayly-caparisoned huzzars, followed by a coach richly decked with crimson velvet and gold, drawn by four white horses and driven by a Yankee coachman. Behind this dash fifty more huzzars, while at the side of the coach, six aid-de-camps rein in their mettlesome chargers. There is but one person in the vehicle. His dress is that of a General of division, with red facings and gold embroideries. He wears a number of decorations around his neck, while a medal blazing with diamonds, voted to him by the nation, rests on his bosom. His sword-handle is studded with diamonds, and his hand rests on a diamond-headed cane. He is uncovered, and, as he passes and bows gracefully to your saluta tion, you recognize the President of the Republic ! The departure of the President from the Palace has attracted a crowd. The adjoining market, ever filled with people, pours forth its multitudes into the square. First, there is the Aquador or water-carrier, with his two earthen jars— one suspended by a leathern belt thrown around his forehead and THE AGUADOR. 43 THE AGUADOR. resting on his back, and the other suspended from the back of his head in front of him, preserving the equilibrium.* Next, there is the Indian with a huge coop of chickens and turkies- or a crate of earthenware, or a pannier of oranges, borne on his back, like the aquador's jar. Then a woman, with peas, or ducks, or fish from the lake ; another with potatoes ; another drives along a poor stunted ass, laden with radishes and onions ; and all the members of this motley crowd, are crying their wares and merchandise at the top of their voices. It is a Babel ! Amid the throng treads onward, with step majestic, the queenly Spanish woman ; by her side is a friar, and hard by a couple of priests in their graceful black cloaks and shovel hats. * An Englishman passing an aguador in the street, struck the jar on the fellow's back with his cane. It broke— and the weight of the other jar immediately brought the poor earner on his nose. He arose in a rage. The offender, however, immediately calmed him with a couple of dollars. " I only wanted to see whether you were exactly tialanced, my dear fellow, and the experiment is worth the money /" 44 MEXICO. FRIAR AND PRIESTS. In the shadow of a pillar of the Portales sneaks a miserable looking wretch, wrapped in his tattered blanket — a lepero, porter, beggar, thief, as the occasion offers ; and he takes the advantage of the latter employment in this moment of excitement, to ease an unsuspicious stranger of his handkerchief! A tinkle of a bell at the door of the Cathedral sacristy, and a roll of drums calling out the guard of honor at the palace gate, give warning of a change of scene. Slowly issues a gayly-painted coach with glass windows on all sides, -drawn by spotted mules; a priest in his vestments sits within; a band of boys walk on each side, chanting a hymn ; and in a moment, a deathlike stillness pervades the whole square. From the tradesman, sel ling his tapes under the Portales, to the thief, who has barely time to conceal the handkerchief in his dirty blanket, the whole crowd is un covered^ and kneeling: the Host is passing to the house of some dying Catholic !. The carriage turns a corner, and the square is alive again ; the trades man to sell, the lepero to steal, and the lesson of death is forgotten for ever ! THE ALAMEDA. 45 Turning westward from the square we reach the Alameda, by a very short walk through the Calle Plaleros, a street filled with the shops of goldsmiths, watchmakers, French hairdressers, French cooks, French milliners, French carvers and gilders, and French print-sellers ; and we pass on our way the rich Convent of the Professa or ex-Jesuits — and the more splendid one of the blue-robed Monks of St. Francis. The Ala meda is a beautiful grove of forest-trees, planted on about ten acres of , moist and luxuriant soil. The wood, which is walled and protected by gates closed every evening as the bells toll for Oration, is intersected with walks and surrounded by a carriage road. Fountains fling up their waters where the paths cross each other, and the ground beneath the full- grown trees is filled with flowers and shrubbery. The great centre fountain is surmounted by a gilded figure of Liberty, and gilded lions spout forth the water at* its feet. This, and the other smaller jets, in pleasanter and more secluded nooks, are circled with stone seats. It is the fashion to P LETTER XIV. ST. AUGUSTIN DE LAS CUEVAS, AND THE FEAST OF SAN AUGUSTIN. GAM BLING AND COCK-FIGHTING. San Augustin is one of the most charming villages in the neighborhood of Mexico. It lies, like most of the other villages, at the foot of the mountains, south of the city, and is reached by a level road about twelve miles long, leading through some of the most beautiful farms in the Val- ley. Here, not only are immense herds of cattle grazed and large quan tities of grain cultivated, but you see extensive plantations of the maguey aloe, or Agave Americana, from which the favorite drink of the natives is made, in the valleys of Puebla and Mexico.* When the plant reaches the age of seven years, it is usually ready to bloom. Upon the appearance of the first symptoms of a bud, the centre stalk is cut out, and a bowl hollowed in the middle of the large leaves ; into this, for several days, the juice of the plant exudes plentifully ; and as the bowl fills at certain periods during the day, it is sucked into a long gourd by the Indian laborers, who transfer it from this to hog-skins. In these it is taken to the haciendas, slightly fermented in large vats lined with bull-hides, whence it is again transferred to skins, and so carried to the city or the shops and sold. It is really amusing, thus to behold the skin of a stout porker injected with the heady liquid — his legs stick ing out, and even the remnant of his tail twisting with its wonted curve ! The cultivation of the maguey is one of the most profitable in the Val ley ; the outlay is calculated generally at about two dollars per plant, and the return is from seven to ten, according to the size of it. I cannot say that the flavor is pleasant, though it varies greatly in different parts of the country. I have tasted some in Mexico that had been sent as a present from a hacienda near Puebla, which was delicious ; but the ordi nary liquid sold in the shops, seemed to me very like sour lemonade improved by the addition of cream-of-tartar. It was like the famous wine of one of the vallies that pours its stream into the Rhine, with which the old women of that neighborhood darn their stockings. One drop, it is said, put on any ordinary hole, draws it up for ever and securely like a purse-string ! * This plant is one of the most useful in Mexico. It makes an excellent fence while it is growing • after it arrives at perfection, pulque is extracted from its stalk : the leaves are then either cut up as food for animals, or are manufactured into rope, twine, coarse Indian cloth, or wrapping-paper of unec ualled toughness GAMBLING. 77 The road to St. Augustin is remarkably insecure from robbers ; many persons have been attacked, and there are still several suspicious spots where the rascals are supposed to hover on the watch. I therefore never ventured out except with a large company, or on days when some public amusement was likely to fill the country with strangers. The 16th of May is set down in the calendar as the day of the year dedicated to St. Augustin, and this village is appropriated by the Mexi cans to the celebration of his festival. Yet, unlike most other festivals, this one appears to have little or nothing to do, either with religion or the saint, unless they have a version of his story unknown to other nations. As on the occasion of the Feast of the Virgin of Guadalupe, the road was filled, after daylight, with passengers in coaches, on horseback, in diligences, and even on foot. This is a frolic, chiefly for the great, the wealthy and the fashionable, (as those of Los Remedios and the Vir gin, are for the mass of the people,) and gambling is the chief bait and attraction. The square in the centre of the village was fitted up with temporary booths, and devoted to all sorts of festivity, play and music, for the lower classes, while many of the adjoining dwellings were adorned in magnifi cent style for the upper ranks who sported nothing but gold and silver. Indeed, a chance is offered to all upon this occasion. Every man who has anything to lose, or the hope of winning, has the opportunity pre sented. There is no lack of temptation. First, there are the humblest booths in the square where small sums of copper alone are played ; next, there are others where copper and reals, or medios, are permitted ; next, those for copper and dollars ; then roulette, for all stakers ; then banks of silver alone ; then banks of silver and gold ; and lastly, banks where nothing but gold, and that usually in doubloons, is ever ventured. You thus perceive, that the opportunity is liberally presented for every man's purse to become " small by degrees and beautifully less." It is estimated that 25,000 doubloons or $400,000, are annually placed in these banks, and, as at least half that sum is brought on the ground to bet against them, the amount of money lost and won is enormous. This year all the banks lost except one, and its owners were exceedingly dissatisfied because their winnings, during the three days of the festival, amounted to only 25 per cent. ; yet you will imagine how great must have been their gains, when this very bank had at one time lost near two thousand doubloons! The saloons where gold is played are most tastefully fitted up in cool and airy situations. A long table, covered with green cloth, is placed in the centre, and in the middle of this lie the shining heaps, rolls, and piles of gold. Around, sit the patient and silent players. You do not see, as in France, the iron lip, frowning brow, pale visage, and clenched hand — indicative of anxiety, remorse, and the lust of greedy gain. The 78 MEXICO. Spaniard takes it with the nonchalance of eastern fatalism. Nothing dis concerts, disturbs, or forces him to utter an exclamation of pleasure or a sigh of pain — but he sits in stoic silence receiving his ounces, if he win, without eagerness, or seeing them swell the bank without sorrow, if he lose. The game of montC has become -part of the very nature of the inhabit- ants of Southern America. Accustomed in the olden times under the Colonial Government, to immense wealth, " wealth (as the old people describe it,) in which they literally swam," gold lost its value and be came but a counter, by means of which they passed their idle hours in an agreeable excitement that never ruffled or elated them. This habit ual regard for the game has descended from sire to son, and the keeping of a table, or its ownership, is not esteemed disreputable, as in other countries. On the contrary, the largest sums are avowedly furnished by most respectable bankers, and the sport is held to be a species of legitimate trade. Yet, great is the distress produced in Mexico by gambling. While a hundred establishments are opened in St. Augustin for three days, there are not less than hundreds, in the city of Mexico, open daily during the whole year ! The consequence is, that although the wealthiest and bold est betters, who venture their 200, 400, or even 1000 doubloons on a sin- gle card at St. Augustin, play only there, or but once or twice a year, yet the constant drain on the small gamblers is kept up day after day and night after night in the Capital. Is it to be wondered then, amid a nation of such habits — so prodigal, proud, and easily ruined, that persons who venture and lose their all on a single stake, or habitually live by the risks of fortune, betake themselves at last to the road, and rob with the pistol instead of the cards ? Both are short cuts to fortune or the gallows. We adjourned, at two o'clock, from the gambling-houses to the Cock- Pit. The President, General Santa Anna, and General Bravo, with their suites, occupied one of the centre boxes of the theatre, while the rest were filled with the beauty and fashion of Mexico. It is the vogue for women of family and respectability to attend these festivals, their great object being to outshine each other in the splendor and variety of their garments. The rage is to have one dress for mass at ten o'clock, one for the cock-pit, another for the ball at the Calvario, and a fourth for the ball in the evening. These again must be different on each succeeding day of ihe festival .' The cocks were brought into the centre of the pit within the ring, the President's fowls being generally those first put on the earth. They were then thrown off for a spring at each other, and taken up again before the betting began. Brokers went round, proclaiming the amount placed in their hands to bet on any particular fowl. Whenever a bet was offered THE COCK. PIT. 79 against Santa Anna's bird, the broker was called to his box and an aid- de-camp covered it. Besides these bets, the General usually had some standing ones agreed on beforehand with the owners of other cocks ; and in this manner five or six thousand dollars were lost or won by him in the pit daily. Seven mains of cocks were fought each day — the Presi dent seeming to relish the sport vastly, while his aids were highly ex ited, and the ladies looked on with evident gusto. Nothing can be more grossly mean than a passion for cock fighting. A bull fight, brutal and bloody as it is, has still something noble in the contest between the man and the animal ; there is a trial of skill, and often a trial for life. Horse racing is a beautiful sport, it is both exciting and useful ; and the breed of a noble animal is cherished and improved by it. But to see grown men, and among them the chiefs of a nation, sit down quietly to watch two birds kick each other to death with slashers and spurs, in order to make money out of the victory of one of them, is too contemptible to be sanctioned or apologized for in any way, except by old traditionary customs. Such were the old customs of Mexico. Their fathers gambled — they gamble. Their fathers fought fowls — they fight fowls ; and if you speak to them of it, they shrug their shoulders, with a "pues que ?" — " what will you ?" It is with pleasure, however, that I record one pleasant scene at least in this festival of St. Augustin. On the second day I did not go out early in the morning, but took a place in the diligence at half-past two p. m., reaching the village in a couple of hours. Disgusted with the gambling scenes and the cock-pit, I went only to see the Calvario, or ball given every afternoon at the Calvary, which adjoins the village on the west. We walked to this spot through beautiful lanes of Oriental-looking houses, bowered among groves of orange and jasmine, and arrived about six o'clock. As the people were just assembling we strolled up the green hills, traversed by streams of crystal water, until we reached an eminence above the village, bosomed in an eternal shade, from which peeped out the white walls of the houses and azoteas, covered with the most beautiful and fragrant flowers. Across the valley, the eye rested on the silvery line of Tezcoco, and as the slanting rays of the sun fell over the soft midland- view, and athwart the hills through the gaps of the western mountains, lighting the ravines, and throwing the bold peaks in shadow ; I thought I had never beheld a more perfect picture drawn from fancy of the peace and beauty of a " Happy Valley." It was soon en livened by figures, and became a scene worthy of the fairy fancy of Watteau. From the top of Calvary, the hill-side sloped down amphitheatrically to a level meadow, a bow-shot in width, closed on the east and west by trees in their freshest foliage, and terminated at the north by a garden and azotea just peeping over the leaves of an orange grove. On the side of 80 MEXICO. the hill, seats had been placed for ladies, which were speedily filled by them attired in full dress for the evening. The fine military band of the garrison struck up directly in the centre of the sward, and in a moment the dancers were on foot. Galopades, waltzes, cotillons, Spanish dances — succeeded each other rapidly. It was difficult to say which was the more beautiful display — that of Mexican beauty tripping it with gay cava lier "to music on the green," or that of Mexican beauty lining the hill side, and watching the festive scene with its pensive gaze. The dance continued until twilight, when the crowd moved off to town, in carriages and on foot. In a moment all was bustle, and as I gained the road, I was a little astonished to see the hosts of beggars who were there to meet the returning mass of roystering lads, and gleesome fair ones. Nor were these, alone, the beggars of St. Augustin — the city had poured out its complement ; all my well-known acquaintances were present, anxious to pick up the " crumbs from the rich man's table," and, for ought I know, to venture some of them slyly in the booths of the square. As this tide of joyous life swept home, I could not help noticing one of these wretches, who threw himself actually in the pathway of the returning multitude, and rolled along the road in such a manner that it became im- possible to pass without treading on or over him. It was the old howling beggar of the Alameda : kicks, cuffs, stumbles availed nothing ; still he rolled, and still he howled. Such is the contrast presented continually between enormous wealth and squalid misery in the Republic of Mexico ! LETTER XV. REVOLUTION. WAX-FIGURES. VISIT TO THE MUSEUM. ANTIQUITIES. It was just after the conclusion of the Revolution of 1841, which re sulted in placing General Santa Anna at the head of the Government, that I arrived in the city of Mexico, and found the marks of the struggle that took place on that memorable occasion, yet visible in the streets. For a month the city had been in a state of siege ; General Bustamante, the Constitutional President, occupying the National Palace, and holding possession of portions of the town with his troops, while General Valencia controlled the citadel, from which he cannonaded and threw shells into the city. During all this time the work of slaughter went on ; but the chief injury was inflicted on harmless non-combatants,. who happened at times to pass exposed places, or to cross streets which were raked by the artil lery. Numbers of poor laborers, and laborers' wives, bringing them food, were thus destroyed ; and during the whole of the period I remained in the Capital, the scars and indentations made by the balls and bullets in the walls of the Calle Refugio, were-.never repaired. From the tops of houses, too, death was dealt by the insurgents. Screening themselves behind the parapet walls of azoteas, and frequently in church-towers, they shot down, indiscriminately, all who passed, and made the sureness of aim a matter of boast and joke. In the Revolution or 6meute of the pre vious year, General Valencia had thus well nigh fallen victim to some reckless marksman. As he passed along one of the streets, at the head of his troops — at a moment, too, when no attack was meditated — a solitary rifleman sent a ball from a steeple through his chapeau. The General keeps the hat as a sort of military trophy. Upon the azotea of the house occupied by the Prussian Charge d'Affaires, a man was slain early one morning, by a shot from the azotea of the op posite convent of the Profesa ; yet, so incessant was the firing, that the family was prevented from coming to his succor or removing the body for several hours. Thus did that fearful struggle degenerate into murder within the city walls, while the horrors of civil war were enhanced by a bombardment and cannonade from the citadel, under a commander who, until within a few days, had enjoyed the highest confidence of the Constitutional Gov ernment. It is sincerely to be hoped, that the lesson taught at this epoch has dis gusted the nation with these bloody turmoils. There appears among the 6 82 MEXICO. people a general desire for peace ; and the wise, just, and thoughtful of all parties, can surely agree upon some plan to satisfy the common interests, to quell the inordinate passions of military chieftains, and, in fine, to terminate for ever these dreadful scenes. In treating hereafter of the political condition of Mexico, I shall have occasion to refer again to this subject, and shall then do so more fully. These ideas struck me as I went for the first time to the University, and saw even the front of that edifice, which should naturally be sacred to learning aDd peace, pierced with cannon balls and bullets. The walls only, I believe, were injured. Indeed, from the appearance of the houses throughout the city, I am inclined to think that the Mexicans were either exceedingly bad marksmen, or, that they aimed high (if they aimed at all,) to prevent carnage. The plaster and stones, and the poor non-combat ants were evidently the greatest sufferers, while the soldiers seem to have had an amiable compassion for each other ! # * * * * * The University is a fine old monastic building, erected around a court. yard of large dimensions, in the centre of which is now placed the colos sal bronze statue of Charles IV., cast in the city of Mexico by Tolsa, a Mexican artist. This really beautiful work formerly stood in the great square fronting the Cathedral, where its huge mass was more in proportion to the surrounding space and objects. STATUE OF CHARLES IV. MEXICAN ARTISTS. g3 The statue is Equestrian. The monarch is represented in Roman cos tume, his brow bound with a wreath of laurel, and in the act of curb ing his horse with his left hand, while his right extends a truncheon. An antique sword rests on his thigh, and an imperial robe flows in easy folds from his shoulders covering the haunches of the horse, who is mov ing forward, and trampling on a quiver of arrows. The face of Charles was not remarkable for dignity or command, so that, in order to preserve the resemblance, the artist has been obliged to throw all the power of his work into the figure. But the result has been a statue of great ma jesty, and worthy of the most judicious praise. Although the model of the horse is certainly good, and the dimensions well preserved in the colossal size, yet it is quite evident that the artist had only" the Mexican animal in his mind's eye when he moulded his masterpiece. The chief defects, as well as I was able to judge in its present unfavorable position, were disproportions in the neck and haunches ; the former being entirely too thick and large, while the latter are too heavy and small, both for the legs of the animal and the figure they support. The drapery of the sovereign, the saddle-cloth, sword, bridle, a Medusa head on the mar tingale, and all the accessories, are admirably finished in the highest style of art. One of the most severe and tasteful critics who ever saw it, compares this work of the native Mexican with the famous statue of Marcus Aurelius at Rome, which has so frequently been the theme of praise by the most learned sculptors of the Old World. Indeed, the art of imitating nature in statuary, is a talent perhaps no where more common than in Mexico. I do not mean by this, that fine sculpture is common there ; but I know of few places where there is more talent to produce it. The moment a stranger arrives in Mexico he is besieged by a host of wax-figure makers, with small statues of the costumes and trades of the country. These, it is true, are cast in moulds, but the talent is not the less remarkable. They are admirably executed. Dress, feature, de meanor, action, are all caught and faithfully depicted to the very life, and no collection can be more worthily adorned than by a series of these figures. You can obtain them of any size, or any subject ; and although the materials are frail, they may be safely transported from the Capital to the coast. If these statuettes are wonderful, their makers are not less so. You would be astonished to see the artist, who produces a gem of a figure which in Europe would command a couple of doubloons. A little room up two pairs of ricketty stairs, just large enough to turn in, where his wife cooks and sleeps with two or three children in one corner; while he, with his lump of wax and his portable furnace, stands working, mould ing and dressing his figures in another. Such is the atelier, while the man himself, is scarcely distinguishable from the commonest leperos. 6* 84 MEXICO. Until recently, there were in the city of Puebla two sisters, remarkable for the manufacture of figures from rags. These ladies were of respect. able birth, and always commanded a ready sale for their works, which were sought for even in Europe. They moulded the figures of lumps of beeswax, covered the different parts of the body with cotton cloth of colors suited to the complexion, and, while the wax was yet soft, moulded the features into the required expression, completing the representation with appropriate dresses. I have two of these in my possession, which, in point of character, are worthy of the pencil of Teniers. They repre sent an old Indian woman, scolding and weeping over her drunken son. The grief and age of the one, and the tipsy leer, roll of the head, and want of command over the limbs of the other, are rendered with indes cribable faithfulness. One of these remarkable artists died while I was in Mexico, and the other is extremely old and feeble, so that it has now become a matter of great difficulty to obtain a specimen of her works; nor can they hereafter be as perfect as formerly, as the sister who died was remarkable for her perfection in forming the figures, while the greater talent of finishing and giving expression, was the task of the sur- vivor. Both duties now devolve on her, and what with age and the loss of her companion, her hand seems to have lost much of its cunning. But let us retrace our way to the Museum. Turning from the statue of Charles IV. in the centre of the court-yard, to the left-hand side of the quadrangle, you observe the arcades at that end covered with panels of wood, ten or fifteen feet high, and apparently filled with boxes, old bookcases, old stones, and a quantity of lumber. A real to the porter will, however, admit you to the inclosure, and you will be surprised to find amid that mass of filth, dirt, and refuse furniture, relics of antiquity for which thousands would be gladly paid by the Brit ish Museum, the Louvre, the Glyptotheca of Munich, or, indeed, by any enlightened Sovereign, who possessed the taste to acquire and the money to purchase. You see a mimic tree, with a stuffed bear climbing up it ; a bleached and hairless tiger-skin dangling from the ceiling ; half-a-dozen Indian dresses made of snake-skins, fluttering on the wall ; and, amid all this confusion, towers aloft the grand and hideous Indian idol of Teoyaomi- oui ; the great Stone of Sacrifice, (with a stone cross now erected in the middle to sanctify it ;) the celebrated statue of the Indio Triste, not long since disinterred ; a colossal head of serpentine, in the Egyptian style of sculpture ; the two carvings of the Feathered Serpents, already described in my letter on Cholula ; while, on the benches around the walls, and scat tered over the floor, are numberless figures of dogs, monkeys, lizards, INDIAN IDOLS. 85 birds, serpents, all in seemingly inextricable confusion and utter neg lect. As you enter the gate of the inclosure, the stone that first strikes your view is represented in the following sketch. It is a huge mass of serpentine, a stone now rarely found in the Re public. This curious head* was discovered in the year 1837, in the street of St. Teresa, on the site of an old Indian Palace, the tradition of which records it to have been the residence of Montezuma's father. It is a yard broad and twenty-nine inches high. The carving is admirably well executed, and strangers are struck with the strong resemblance it bears, both in its massiveness and demure style, to the statues of ancient Egypt. Bustamante, one of the most learned of the modern antiquarians of Mex ico, asserts it to be the god of Baths. Gondra, the director of the Na tional Museum, on the other hand, alleges it to be the god of Night — the half shut eyes, and sealed mouth, bearing him out in his hypothesis. Next to this are the " Sacrificial Stone," and the idol " Teoyaomiqui," of which I shall treat in a separate letter. Beyond them is the following curious figure, * Sometimes called " Centeotl," sometimes " Temazcolteci." 86 MEXICO. found on the Hill of Tezcosingo, near the town of Tezcoco, on the eastern side of the lake. The Indians from that portion of the country say that" it represents the God of Silence. The mouth, where the lines in the cut mark a square, is painted red on the statue, but Mr. Gondra believes that the color was added by the Indian who discovered it. Next to this is niRo MUD 0. INDIAN IDOLS. 87 a figure of the Perro Mudo — or dumb dog. This carving was also found in the Calle de St. Teresa, and was doubtless an Indian idol. Silent dogs, were said to have been plentiful at the period of the Spanish conquest ; and, although they have been destroyed for food, in the south ern and middle parts of Mexico, they are still found, it is alleged, among the Apache Indians. The figure is of basalt, like the god of Silence, and is one foot and ten inches high. By the side of the "Perro Mudo," on the bench against the wall, is an Indian Mortar ; ?siw$»ifc i« Pip 1/ MSffiPS,; ft I ": / . .... . ,. the edge of the bowl is surrounded, as you perceive, by the figure of a coiled serpent, exquisitely carved in basalt. Next to this is a head, also beautifully cut in the same material. 88 MEXICO. 1 was unable to find any one who could explain its signification, or inform me of the place where it was discovered. But of all the figures within this inclosure, none struck me so much as that of the Indio Triste— or "Sad Indian." This remarkable statue was discovered behind the Palace, beneath the street which now bears its name. It is three feet four inches high, and two feet broad, and was disinterred in the year 1828. It is rather the figure of a surly, than a sad Indian. His brows are drawn together with anger. His eyes are wide and glaring. His tongue is slightly protruded from the mouth. Around his neck is a cape of feathers, and his feet are sandalled. His hands are joined by the points of the fingers, and an aperture is thus left to insert a staff or pole — the bottom of which evidently rested in a socket cut in the base of the statue, between the feet, as indi cated in the engraving. This figure was probably set on the wall, or at the portal of some edifice, and in his hand was erected a banner or in signia of command. There is a fixed, stony gaze of imperturbable sur liness and impudence in the face, which always struck me as making it one of the most characteristic remains in the Museum. Although there is ample material around me for further illustration of the curious idolatry of the ancient Indians, I will not trouble you with more sketches at present, and conclude this part of my description of the Museum by simply saying, that the remainder of the idols are chiefly images of clogs, monkeys, lizards, and rabbits — the proportions of which INDIAN IDOLS. 89 are greatly exaggerated, so as to make them deformed and hideous. If their worship was a worship of pure propitiation, they seem to have adopted the idea of the Chinese, and prayed rather to the Evil principle of things than to the Good. " God is too good," said a Chinese to me once — " God is too good to hurt us, but Ki — the Devil — will ; I therefore pray to the devil to let me alone !" It may be readily imagined that people, in the dawn of religious ideas, will personify every ill that assails them under the shape in which it becomes most annoying. They imagine when they are assailed by ser pents, that the Evil principle vexes them in that form ; when their houses are overrun with lizards, that the demon has attacked them in another shape ; and thus, according to their simple reasoning, it was wise to mani fest their ideas of this wicked Spirit in statues of the disguises he had himself selected, and under those forms to appease him by worship and offerings. It is by imagining a system of this nature, that we can alone account for the extraordinary and fanciful creations of Mexican art which have been preserved until our day and generation. LETTER XVI. the museum and its antiquities, continued. Ascending by a broad flight of steps at the eastern end of the court yard, you reach the second story of the University building, in which are the National Museum and the halls appropriated to students. On the ground floor, are a rather shabby and neglected chapel and the college- hall or recitation-room, the latter of which reminded me of some of the fine monastic chambers of the Old World, with their high ceilings, lofty windows, dark walls, carved pulpit, and oaken seats, brown with the hues of venerable age. On the wall at the end of the first flight, as you ascend to the upper story, there is a huge picture, which covers the whole back of the build ing. It represents a court ceremony of the time of Charles IV. ; and from the ugliness of the faces, and the characteristic mien of all the figures, there can be no doubt that it is a faithful representation, both of the persons and costume of the period depicted. The first room you enter on your right, is a large hall which, like everything public I have yet seen in this Republic, is neglected and lum bered. Around the cornice hangs a row of the portraits of the Viceroys, in the stiff and formal guise of their several periods. Some are in mili tary costume, some in monkish, some in civil, and some in the out landish frills, furbelows and finery of the last century ; but whether it be of wisdom, or of wickedness, nature has invariably stamped a decided character on every head. In one corner of this apartment stand the remains of a throne, deposited among the rubbish as no longer valuable in a Republic. Near it, how ever, and in strange contrast, is placed the incomplete basso-relievo of a trophy of liberty ; and above this, against the wall, in a rude coffin of rough pine boards, hangs a mummy, dug up not long ago on the fields of Tlaltelolco north of the city. Yet this room is not altogether destitute of interest, if you can induce the keeper to open the shutters. The light then falls upon portraits of Ferdinand and Isabella at the end of the hall, which are worthy of the pencil of Velasquez. Passing to the adjoining sala, we enter the Museum of Mexican Anti- NATIONAL MUSEUM. 91 quities, and odd, indeed, is the jumble of fragments of the past and pres ent that bursts upon your view. In the centre of the room is a Castle and Fortification, made of wood and straw, with mimic guns and all the array of military power. This was the work of a poor prisoner — the labor of years of solitude ana misery. To the left is a numismatic cabinet, tolerably rich in Spanish speci mens and in a collection of Roman coins, which promises, under the care of Mr. Gondra, to become exceedingly rare and valuable. Next, there is a small library of manuscripts of the early missionaries in Mexico ; volumes of their sermons, poems, and records of marriages, births and baptisms soon after the conquest. It is astonishing to see how many took the name of Hernando Cortez. Next to this, again, is another case con taining (among all sorts of antiquated gimcrackery,) some beautiful spe cimens of the rag and wax-work, which I described in a former letter. In a corner hard by, covered with dust, lie the original drawings of Palenque and the volumes of Lord Kingsborough's Mexico, presented to this Museum by that munificent antiquarian. They are rarely looked at, except by some foreign traveller who happens to straggle into the Museum. The rest of the collection is valuable. In the adjoining cases are all the smaller Mexican Antiquities, which have been gathered together by the labor of many years, and arranged with some attention to system. In one department you find the hatchets used by the Indians ; the orna ments of beads of obsidian and stone worn round their necks ; the mir rors of obsidian ; the masks of the same material, which they hung at different seasons before the faces of their idols ; their bows and arrows and arrow-heads of obsidian, some of them so small and beautifully cut, that the smallest bird might be killed without injuring the plumage. In another department are the smaller idols of the ancient Indians, in clay and stone, specimens of which, together with the small domestic altars and vases for burning incense, are exhibited in the following drawings : 92 MEXICO NATIONAL MUSEUM. 93 Many of these figures were doubtless worn suspended around the neck, ar hung on the walls of houses, as several are pierced with holes, through which cords have evidently been passed. . In the next case is a collection of Mexican Vases and Cups, most of which were discovered about the year 1827, in subterranean chambers, in the Island of Sacrificios. 94 MEXICO. V';*S? NATIONAL MUSEUM. 95 96 MEXICO. It is well known to all who have read the history of Mexico, that at the period of the conquest by Cortez, this Island was a spot sacred to sepulture and sacrifice. Owing to the inertness of the Mexican Government, no thorough explo ration has as yet been made, but it has been left to the enterprise of commanders 6f vessels, and especially of vessels of war, who, taking advantage of their detention at anchor under the lee of the island, have rummaged the sands in search of Indian remains, which have been car ried to other lands, and are thus for ever lost to Mexico. In 1841, Monsieur Dumanoir, who commanded the French corvette Ceres, undertook to explore the island. In the centre of it he discovered sepulchres, the bones in which were in admirable preservation ; vases of clay, adorned with paintings and engraved ; arms, idols, collars, bracelets, teeth of dogs and tigers, and a variety of architectural designs. In one place he found a vase of white marble ; and in the Museum at Mexico there is now preserved another, also found at Sacrificios, of which the following is the classic shape and adornment : I give the form of another vase found in this island, which, though nei- thei 'beautiful no, -classical as the one above represented, is remarkable tor the oddness of its outline. NATIONAL MUSEUM. 97 This vessel is also made of a white transparent marble. In a neighboring cabinet is seen a curious little figure, carved in ser pentine. It appears to have been a charm or talisman, and in many respects resembles the bronze figures which were found at Pompeii, and are preserved in the Secret Museum at Naples. This relic was discovered at St. Iago Tlaltelolco, immediately north of the city of Mexico ; but the design appears to me too indelicate to be inserted in a work in tended for general readers. It struck me as resembling the images used of old in the worship of Isis, and if it does not serve as a link in the sup posed connection between the Egyptians and the Mexicans, it certainly exhibits as great a disregard for decency as characterized the great " mother of ancient art and civilization." The figures Nos. 1 and 2, on the next page, are drawings of two Indian Axes or Hatchets, of stone, the first of which was discovered in Baltimore County, State of Maryland, and the second near St. Louis Pot si, in Mexico 1 I have contrasted them, as singularly alike in shaj e and 7 98 MEXICO. material, both being grooved near the top for the purpose of fitting into handle;— yet at what a distance from each other were they found!* The next cut represents a couple of Indian Pipes, the larger one of which is finely glazed with red. * Axes of this shape and material have been found in many of our States. For an interesting notice of them, vide Belknap's History of New Hampshire, vol. 3rd, p. 89. " The hatchet," says this writer, " is a hard stone, eight or ten inches in length and three or four in breadth, of an oval form, flatted and rubbed to an edge atone end; near the other is a groove, in which the handlewas fastened, and their process to do it was this: When the stone was prepared, they chose a very young sapling, and splitting it near the ground, they forced the hatchet v ito it as far as the groove, and left nature to complete the work by the growth of the wood, so as to fill the groov. and adhere firmly to the stone. They then cut off the sapling above and below, and the hatchet ii fit for use. ' NATIONAL MUSEUM. 99 At the western end of this room are several models of Mines, chiefly made of the different stones found in the mineral regions of Mexico. The figures are of silver ; and the various parts of the mine, the mode of ob taining the ore, of freeing them from water, of sinking shafts, the dresses, appearance and labors of the workmen, are most faithfully portrayed. In one of the corners, behind a quantity of rubbish, old desks and benches, is the Armor of Cortez — a plain unornamented suit of steel, from the size of which, I judge that the Conqueror was not a man of large frame or great bodily strength. Among the portraits of the Viceroys contained in this apartment, there is one of Cortez ; and in it he is depicted in a different manner from that in which we have been accustomed to know him since our boyhood, when we first made his acquaintance in school histories, drawn as a savage-looking hero with slouched hat and feather and fur-caped coat. There is no doubt, I am told, of the genu ineness of the picture in this Museum; and its history is traced with certainty to the period of the third Viceroy, when the gallery of portraits was commenced. It represents him in armor, highly polished, and in laid with gold. One hand rests upon his plumed helmet and the other on a truncheon. The figure is slender and graceful. I should say, from the expression of the head alone, that the portrait was accurate. His eyes are raised to heaven — his gray hair curls around a rather narrow and not very lofty brow, and the lower part of his face is covered with a grizzly beard and mustache, through which appears a mouth marked with firmness and dignity. There is a look of the world, and of heaven ; of veneration and authority. It is, in fact, a characteristic picture of the bigoted soldier, who slew thousands in the acquisition of gold, empire, and a new altar for the Holy Cross. Never was the biography of a hero and enthusiast, more fully written in history, than has been done by the unknown painter of this portrait on the canvas which embellished the walls of the Colonial Palace of Mexico. In the same room with this picture, hangs the banner under which he conquered. It is in a large gold frame, covered with glass; and, as well as I could distinguish in the bad light in which it is placed, represents the Virgin Mary, painted on crimson silk, surrounded with stars and an inscription. Just below this is an old Indian painting, made shortly after the con quest, of which the following engraving is a facsimile. I copied it very carefully, as an authentic record of some of the cruelties practiced by the Spaniards in subduing the chiefs of the country, and striking terror to the minds of the artless Indians. 100 MEXICO. /-!t>