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For the next Mission two sites were suggested; but, as early as June 17, Corporal Ballesteros erected a church, missionary-house, granary, and guard-house at the point called by the natives Popeloutchom, and by the Spaniards, San Benito. Eight days later, Lasuen, aided by Padres Catala and Martiarena, founded the Mission dedicated to the saint of that day, San Juan Bautista.
Of course this pious demonstration was not public because for many wise reasons, the church forbids the public veneration or invocation of a saint until the required process of canonization has authorized it, however, the allowable private invocation was freely practiced as it has been done in the case of other saintly missionaries, namely, Junipero Serra, Magin Catala and others.
The original lines of this once beautiful Mission are almost entirely changed but like all its sister missions it still retains much of its dear old atmosphere, and can boast of the tomb of Father Magin Catala who died there in 1836 "in the odor of sanctity." Mission Santa Clara was founded by Father Tomas de la Pena y Saradia; and its history is fascinating and romantic.
"Love of the Virgin, not here, senors. My house the alcalde " "You have a strap there." Unzar pointed to a bridle hanging from a peg by the doorway. "No words; quick; do as you are told." The two men held out their left arms till wrist touched wrist, and Catala, trembling and protesting, lashed them together with a strap. "Tighter," commanded Felipe; "put all your strength to it."
I noticed the look of blank despair on our friend's face, but, not knowing that all Cuba slept between the hours of two and five, I did not realize the piteousness of it. General Lliano begged the Captain of the Port, Senor Catala, to accompany us, and both of these gentlemen came in full uniform, as well as their aides-de-camp.
He was apparently the first to use the term Limousin to describe classical Provençal, and when it became applied to literary Catalonian, as distinguished from plá Catalá, the vulgar tongue, the result was some confusion.
"Then the sooner the better," he muttered between his set teeth, and the knives flashed in the hands of the two men so suddenly that the gleam of one seemed only the reflection of the other. Unzar held out his left wrist. "Are you willing?" he demanded, with a significant glance. "And ready," returned the other, baring his forearm. Catala, keeper of the inn, was called.
They strained back from each other, the full length of their left arms, till the nails grew bloodless. "Three!" called Lopez Catala in a shaking voice. When Felipe regained consciousness he found that he lay in an upper chamber of Catala's inn upon a bed. His shoulder, the right one, was bandaged, and so was his head.
Felipe was not behind his neighbours, and, his tallow once in hand, sent it down to Monterey, and himself rode down to see about disposing of it. On his return he stopped at the wine shop of one Lopez Catala, on the road between Monterey and his rancho. It was late afternoon when he reached it, and the wine shop was deserted.
The strap was drawn up to another hole. "Now, Catala, stand back," commanded Unzar, "and count three slowly. At the word 'three, Senor Arillaga, we begin. You understand." "I understand." "Ready.... Count." "One." Felipe and Unzar each put his right hand grasping the knife behind his back as etiquette demanded. "Two."
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