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"A tornado, senores, a real hurricane of stampeded men, wild horses, mounted Indians, swept over me as I cowered on the ground by the side of Gaspar Ruiz, still stretched out on his face in the shape of a cross. Peneleo, galloping for life, jabbed at me with his long chuso in passing for the sake of old acquaintance, I suppose. How I escaped the flying lead is more difficult to explain.
They in vain endeavored to explain their real views; but he grunted out his answer in a tone and manner which showed them plainly that he neither did, nor wished to understand them. Whilst in conversation with Peneleo, they stole an occasional glance at his apartment.
But, as a matter of fact, it was we on the plain who were beginning to feel the pinch of hunger. "Peneleo, the Indian chief, sat by our fire folded in his ample mantle of guanaco skins. He was an athletic savage, with an enormous square shock head of hair resembling a straw beehive in shape and size, and with grave, surly, much-lined features.
"Peneleo, wandering about uneasily, draped in his skins, sat down for a moment near me growling his usual tale. "'Make an entrada a hole. If make a hole, bueno. If not make a hole, them vamos we must go away. "After sunset I observed with surprise the Indians making preparations as if for another assault. Their lines stood ranged in the shadows mountains.
By the side of the fire burning in the middle of the floor, was seated a young Indian woman, with long black hair reaching to the ground; this, they conceived, could be no other than one of the unfortunate persons they were in search of; and they were somewhat disappointed to observe, that the lady was neither in tears, nor apparently very miserable; they therefore came away impressed with the unsentimental idea, that the amiable Peneleo had already made some impression on her young heart.
"Peneleo, wandering about uneasily, draped in his skins, sat down for a moment near me growling his usual tale. "'Make an entrada a hole. If make a hole, bueno. If not make a hole, then vamos we must go away. "After sunset I observed with surprise the Indians making preparations as if for another assault. Their lines stood ranged in the shadows of the mountains.
This was the fatal affair long remembered afterwards as the 'Massacre of the Island. The sword of the unhappy officer was presented to her by Peneleo, the Araucanian chief; for these Indians, struck by her aspect, the deathly pallor of her face, which no exposure to the weather seemed to affect, and her calm indifference under fire, looked upon her as a supernatural being, or at least as a witch.
This was the fatal affair long remembered afterwards as the 'Massacre of the Island. The sword of the unhappy officer was presented to her by Peneleo, the Araucanian chief; for these Indians, struck by her aspect, the deathly pallor of her face, which no exposure to the weather seemed to affect, and her calm indifference under fire, looked upon her as a supernatural being, or at least as a witch.
He sent, however, messengers to Peneleo, the Indian chief then ranging in the foothills, directing him to bring his warriors to the uplands and meet him at the lake called the Eye of Water, near whose shores the frontier fort of Pequena was built. "We crossed the lowlands with that untired rapidity of movement which had made Gaspar Ruiz' raids so famous.
He sent, however, messengers to Peneleo, the Indian chief then ranging in the foothills, directing him to bring his warriors to the uplands and meet him at the lake called the Eye of Water, near whose shores the frontier fort of Pequena was built. "We crossed the lowlands with that untired rapidity of movement which had made Gaspar Ruiz' raids so famous.
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