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tefmarned with them. These same EIexi- cans--natiyes of Aztec or Anahuao-nen- etratng into the country which We now in- habit, bult the Notifications which we so ire4nently see, which have so much pug zied the brains of the learned and curions. anu Whieh-overpowered by their savage adyersarles, tie rightful owners of the soil- tnese coionists have left as their only me- morials.

 But to return to our neglected hero. So soon as night e;5me on, he wrapped himself m hts blanket, and, throwing himself on the ground by his small fire, reclined. but not to sleep. While he lay there, with the magnificent mountains shooting up their tai snowy cones on every side of him, and with the thin yapor that cufled around their heads hardly dimming the clear star light while nothing broke the silence of the fair night, except the far-off cry of the yellow leon, and the white wolf, and the constant music ot the little tributary of the Del N or- te, Whichran plashing at his feet, thoughts oi seas of wealth-of stately dames and pleaspre-houses-of power and grandeur fieeted thro' his brain like bright shadows, while he lay and watched the stars, and the cold presence of the mountains. 1t length the fire decayed, and its dying embers went sparkling out, aud the cold wind be- gan to moan, high up in the pines-and thsn he dozed, and opened his eyes again, and, fixing them steadily upon the opposite mountain, he was surprised to see d kind of glimmering upon the side of it. Watch ing II lntently, he saw 1t increase, until a door Ill the side of the mountain opened. and blaze ofsplendor burst from 1t, ilIu- mnatng the whole valley. Withn--for 1t was not more than one eighth of a mile trom hm-he saw great plies of gold, silver and jewels, shining in the light; and in the doorway stood a figure, dressed like a Nabajo, beckoning him to approach. lie did so, with mingled sensation of delight and dread, and forcing his way among the fallen masses of rock, he soon arrived at the door of the cavern. The Nabaio was no longer there, but low music still finger ed about its walls. He wandered about for while thro' its recesses, and then loading himself with as much gold as he could car ry, he turned reluctantly to leave the cave; but stumbled and fell on the threshold The music changed to trumpet-tone that ruag fiereeiy thro' the cavern; and the pom derous door shut creakingly upon him, and held him with powerful pressure between itself and the rocky face of the mountain.

 The pressure became excruciating and his agony intense. 1t seemed to him that eye- ry y limb ssas Fiiiioned fast, when loud yell and shout in the Nabajo tongue broke upon his startled ear. He looked about him. Itwas broad daylight; and he lay tied fast, with twenty Nabajos around him.

 lie was prisoner to the Spaniard's foe; and hls task was, to grind meal upon his knees till his death. So much for hank- efang qfter WEALTHA