the days of my life

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the　golden　head　of　Montezuma　and　the　jewels　which　he　wore　will　ever　again　see　the　light　of　day。　The　Aztecs　buried　them　deeply；　having　time　at　their　disposal；　no　plough　or　surface　excavation　will　reveal　them；　and　the　place　of　their　sepulture　is　lost。　And　this　must　anyhow　be　pleasing　to　the　shade　of　the　heroic　Guatemoc。

By　a　little　stretch　of　the　imagination　one　might　almost　fancy　that　this　hoard　still　lies　under　the　protection　of　the　evil　Aztec　gods；　of　one　of　which　I　will　now　tell　the　story。

Shortly　before　I　went　to　Mexico；　in　the　course　of　some　drainage　works　which　were　then　being　begun　at　a　distance　from　the　city　—　I　think　the　place　was　called　Zumpango；　but　of　this　I　am　not　sure　—　a　peculiarly　hideous　idol　was　discovered。　It　was　grey　in　colour；　but；　if　I　remember　rightly；　more　or　less　blotched　with　pink；　and　its　head　was　sunk　almost　between　the　shoulders；　while　I　can　only　describe　the　face　as　devilish。　On　its　disinterment　it　is　a　fact　that　the　Indians　of　the　neighbourhood　identified　it　at　once；　by　the　tradition　which　had　descended　from　father　to　son　among　them；　as　a　slaughter…idol　of　the　Aztecs　which　had　been　buried　at　this　spot　to　save　it　from　destruction　by　the　Spaniards　in　the　time　of　Cortes；　and　there　remained　in　seclusion　until　the　year　1890。　Its　resurrection　is　said　to　have　occasioned　great　excitement　among　them。

One　of　the　old　chroniclers　—　I　think　it　is　Bernal　Diaz　—　describes　the　finding　of　the　Place　of　Sacrifice　over　which　this　idol　presided。　If　I　recollect　aright　he　says　that　they　saw　a　pole　from　the　top　of　which　the　idol　itself　had　been　removed；　and　that　the　said　pole　was　built　all　round　with　the　skulls　of　human　victims　whose　hearts　had　been　torn　out　as　an　offering　to　it。　In　short；　the　pedigree　of　the　thing　seems　to　be　well　authenticat