If I have described it ill, it is not that I have forgotten, but because even now, after the lapse of some seventy years, I can scarcely bear to write of it or to set out its horrors fully.

But of all that was wonderful about it perhaps the most wonderful was that even to the last this unfortunate lady should still have clung to her love for the villain who, having deceived her by a false marriage, deserted her, leaving her to such a doom.

To what end can so holy a gift as this great love of hers have been bestowed on such a man?
None can say, but so it was.

Yet now that I think of it, there is one thing even stranger than her faithfulness.
It will be remembered that when the fanatic priest struck her she prayed that he also might die at such hands and more terribly than she must do.
So it came about.

In after years that very man, Father Pedro by name, was sent to convert the heathen of Anahuac, among whom, because of his cruelty, he was known as the 'Christian Devil.' But it chanced that venturing too far among a clan of the Otomie before they were finally subdued, he fell into the hands of some priests of the war god Huitzel, and by them was sacrificed after their dreadful fashion.