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Now that we were in Veragua seek Ciguarre. So we sailed beyond Veragua hunting the strait which we must pass through to Ganges and Ind of old history. PUERTO BELLO! Beautiful truly, and a harbor where might ride a navy. But no gold; and now came back very evilly the evil weather. Seven days a blast rocked us. We strained eyes to see if the Margarita yet lived.
He took them for what they said they were, for friends, and he talked of the Indies and all his voyages past and to come, for he would yet find Ciguarre and retake the Sepulchre. He had not much money. All his affairs were tangled. Yet he rested Admiral of the Ocean-Sea, and in name, at least, Viceroy of the Indies.
The wall was old; the remainder of house, if house or temple there had been, broken from it. Now the forest overran all. We did not know when or by whom it was built, and we found no more like it. But here was true masonry. All of us said that the world of the main was not the world of the islands. Ciguarre. These Indians declared it was Ciguarre we should seek.
The Admiral talked of Ciguarre and Jerusalem, but also now of the New Jerusalem and the World-to-come. Late in November, at Medina del Campo Santo died the Queen! He told me a dream or a vision that day. There was, he said, a fair, tranquil shore, back of a fair, blue haven, and his wife and his mother, long dead, walked there in talk.
Behind Veragua ran Ciguarre that was fabulously rich, that was indeed India sloping to Ganges. The Indians were friendly enough for all their drum-beating and shell-blowing. Quibian's first frowning aspect had been but aspect. A scarlet cloak and a sack full of toys had made all right. There was rest on land, with fruit and maize as we saw. Build a fort leave a ship divide our force.
If they sank under us and we drowned, the King and Queen if the Queen still lived never would come to know that Christopherus Columbus had found Veragua thrice more golden even than Paria! Found Veragua, met men of Yucatan; and heard of Ciguarre. At last not only the mutinous but steadfast men cried, "If there is a strait it is too far with these ships!" For a time he was obstinate.
The old bad times are over and that old, first simple joy, too, Doctor! Maybe we'll all ship for Ciguarre." But no. The colony now was firm, with thousands of Spaniards where once had stood fivescore. Luis Torres sat with me and he told me of Indian war, of Anacaona hanged and Cotubanama hanged, of eighty caciques burned or hanged, of peace at last.
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