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There was really a good deal more than a joke in calling Perez, Duke of Stockbridge. The antechamber of the headquarters room, at the guardhouse, was often half full of a morning with gentlemen, and those of lower degree as well, waiting to see him with requests. Some wanted passes, or authority to go out of town, or carry goods away.
Me and Perez are bachelors, and we'd be jest green hands. But you're a able seaman, you know what it is to manage a wife." "Yes, I do," groaned Captain Jerry lugubriously. "Durn it, that's jest it!" Captain Eri was chuckling as, lantern in hand, he passed around the corner of the little white house on the way to the barn. He chuckled all through the harnessing of Daniel, the venerable white horse.
The Ambassador of the Holy Roman Empire presently protested that he was suffering from an unbearable headache, and the Princess of Eboli, next to whom he was seated, begged him not to stand upon ceremony, since Perez was gone from the room, but to order his coach at once; she found it hot, she said, and would be glad to escape.
Oñate is not given to fulness in ethnological details. His journal is a dry record of what happened during his march and occupancy of the country. Customs are only incidentally and briefly alluded to. One of Oñate's officers, however, Captain Gaspar Perez de Villagra, or Villagran, published in 1610 a Historia de la Nueva Mexico in verse.
Endorsed: 'Ealing: April 27th, 1753. Mr. Fielding. 'Many a man, says De Quincey, 'can trace his ruin to a murder, of which, perhaps, he thought little enough at the time. This remark applies with peculiar force to Philip II. of Spain, to his secretary, Antonio Perez, to the steward of Perez, to his page, and to a number of professional ruffians.
In great perplexity he had finally determined to go to bed, hoping that the refreshment of morning would bring a clearer head and more sanguine mood, when there was a knock on the door. It was Abner looking very much excited. "Come out! Come out! Crypus! Come out, I've got news." "What is it?" said Perez eagerly, stepping forth into the darkness. "That wuz a pootty leetle plan o' yourn, Perez."
The reward of fidelity, as in poor Escovedo's case, was oftener the stiletto. Was it astonishing that murder was more common than fidelity? With the subsequent career of Antonio Perez his famous process, his banishment, his intrigues, his innuendos, his long exile, and his miserable death, this history has no concern. We return from our brief digression.
You shall stand between us. Do you think I would harm her? Think, sir, I did not treat you ill when I was master. I did not deny you what you asked." There was something more terrifying in the almost whining appeal of Perez' voice than the most violent threat could be, so intense was the repressed emotion it indicated.
"What, you're not going now? You're not going to leave us yet?" cried Reuben, piteously. Perez choked down the wrath and bitterness that was turning his heart to iron and said, humbly. "Mr. Bement, I should like to stay a few minutes longer. This is my brother. I did not know he was here." "Sorry for't," said Bement, carelessly. "Don' see as I kin help it, though.
"You forget yourself, sir," he said coldly. "Don Antonio Perez is my private Secretary, and you must respect him. While you belonged to the court his position was higher and more important than your own; now that you stand convicted of an outrageous murder in cold blood, you need not forget that he is an innocent man. I have done, Mendoza.
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