The story of Magellan


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The story of Magellan and the discovery of the Philippines
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Butterworth, Hezekiah, 1839-1905
Merrill, Frank T ( Frank Thayer ), b. 1848 ( Illustrator )
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The Story of Magellan. A Tale of the Discovery
of the Philippines. Illustrated by F. T. Merrill and
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Magellan planting the Cross in the Philippine Islands.
(See page 123.)










"Fired by thy fame,* and with his King in ire
To match thy deed, shall Magalhaes aspire.

"Along the regions of the burning zone,
To deepest South he dares the course unknown.

"A land of giants shall his eyes behold,
Of camel strength, surpassing human mould.

"Beneath the Southern star's cold gleam he braves
And stems the whirl of land-surrounded waves.

" Forever moved to the hero's fame,
Those foaming straits shall bear his deathless name."

Vasco da Gama.


I HAVE been asked to write a story of Ferdi-
nand Magellan, the value of whose discoveries has
received a new interpretation in the development of
the South Temperate Zone of America, and in the
ceding of the Philippine Islands to the United States.
The works of Lord Stanley and of Guillemard fur-
nish comprehensive histories of the intrepid discov-
erer of the South Pacific Ocean and the Philippine
Islands; but there would seem to be room for a
short, picturesque story of Magellan's adventures,
such as might be read by family lamps and in
To attempt to write such a story is more than
a pleasure, for the study of Magellan reveals a char-
acter high above-his age; a man unselfish and true,
who was filled with a passion for discovery, and who
sought the welfare of humanity and the glory of
the Cross rather than wealth or fame. Among


great discoverers he has left a character wellnigh
ideal. The incidents of his life are not only honor-
able, but usually have the color of chivalry.
His voyages, as pictured by his companion Piga-
fetta, the historian, give us our first view of the
interesting native inhabitants of the South Tem-
perate Zone and of the Pacific archipelagoes, and his
adventures with the giants of Patagonia and with
the natives of the Ladrone Islands, read almost like
stories of Sinbad the Sailor. The simple record of
his adventures is in itself a storybook.
Magellan, from his usually high and unselfish
character, as well as for the lasting influence of
what he did as shown in the new developments of
civilization, merits a place among household heroes;
and it is in this purpose and spirit I have under-
taken a simple sympathetic interpretation of his
most noble and fruitful life. I have tried to put into
the form of a story the events whose harvests now
appear after'nearly four hundred years, and to pic-
ture truthfully a beautiful and inspiring character.
To the narrative of his lone lantern I have added
some tales of the Philippines.










Magellan planting the Cross in the Philippine Islands Frontispiece

Lisbon, from the south bank of the Tagus . 4

Ferdinand Magellan.. 6

"He is a renegade. His arms must come down!" 18

Barcelona 34

Night after night the ships followed Magellan's lantern 55

Interior of the Alcizar of Seville 60

The dancing giant . . 80

Mount Mayon, on the Island of Luzon . 125

The death of Magellan 142

Pigafetta presenting the history of the voyage to the King of

Spain .179

Map of the Philippine Islands . 187

Native houses in Manila. .. 190

Hong Kong ... ... 202

Iloilo .. 206

Boats on the River Pasig 218




I AM to tell the story of a man who had faith in
The clouds and the ocean bear his name. Lord
Stanley has called him "the greatest of ancient and
modern navigators."
That was a strange royal order, indeed, which
Dom Manoel, King of Portugal, issued in the early
part of the fifteenth century. It was in effect: Go
to the house of Hernando de Magallanes, in Sabrosa,
and tear from it the coat of arms. Hernando de
Magallanes (Ferdinand Magellan) has transferred
his allegiance to the King of Spain."
The people of the mountain district must have
been very much astonished when the cavaliers, if
such they were, appeared to execute this order.
As the arms were torn away from the ancient
house, we may imagine the alcalde of the place in-


What has our townsman done? Did he not
serve our country well in the East? "
He is a renegade! answers the commander.
"But he carried his plans for discovery to our
own King first before he went to the court of Spain."
"Say no more! Spain is reaping the fruits of
his brain, and under his lead is planting her colo-
nies in the new seas, to the detriment of our country
and the shame of the throne. His arms must come
down. Portugal rejects his name forever!"
The officers of the King tore down the arms.
They thought they had consigned the name for
which the arms stood to oblivion. As the Jewish
hierarchy said of Spinoza: "Let his name be cast
out under the whole heavens!" That name rose
Years passed and a nephew of Magellan inherited
one of the family estates. He was stoned in the
streets on account of his name. This man fled in
exile from Portugal to Brazil. He died there, and
said: "Let no heir or descendant of mine ever re-
store the arms of my family."
In his will he wrote:
"I desire that the arms of my family (Magellan)
should remain forever obliterated, as was done by
order of my Lord and King, as a punishment for the
crime of Ferdinand Magellan, because he entered
the service of Castile to the injury of our kingdom."
It is the history of this same Ferdinand Magellan.


whom Portugal and his own family sought to crush
out from the world, that we are now about to
Following his highest inspiration, he shut his
eyes to the present, and followed the light of the
star of destiny in his soul. His discovery seems
to open to the West the doors of China.
He was filled from boyhood with a passion for
finding unknown lands and waters; he was haunted
by ideals and visions of noble exploits for the good
of mankind. His own country, Portugal, would
not listen to his projects at the time that he
offered them to the court; so, like Columbus, Ves-
pucci, and Cabot, he sought the favor of another
country. Nothing could stand before the high pur-
pose of his soul. "If not by Portugal, then by
Spain," he said to an intimate friend; meaning that,
if his own country denied him the favor of giving
him an opportunity for exploration, he would pre-
sent his cause to the court of Spain, which he
This man, whose real name was Fernao de Ma-
galhaes, was born about the year 1480, at Sabrosa,
in Portugal, a wintry district where the hardy soil
and the gloomy grandeur of the mountain scenery
produced men of strong bodies and lofty spirit. He
belonged to a noble family, "one of the noblest in
the kingdom." His boyhood was passed in the
sierras. He had a love of works of geography and


travel, and he dreamed even then of sunny zones,
undiscovered waters, and unknown regions of the
world. Henry the Navigator and his school of
pilots, astronomers, and explorers, had left the
country full of the spirit of new discoveries which
yet lived.
He went to the capital of Portugal to be edu-
cated, and was made a page to the Queen. He was
yet a boy when Columbus returned, bringing the
enthralling news of a new world. Spain was filled
with excitement at the event; her cities rang with
jubilees by day and flared with torches at night.
Portugal caught the new spirit of her late King,
Henry the Navigator, and was ambitious to rival
the discoveries of Spain. She had already estab-
lished herself in the glowing realms of India.
In 1509 Magellan went to the West Indies in the
service of the Portuguese Government. He joined
the expedition that discovered the Spice Islands of
Banda, and it became his conviction that these
islands could be reached by a new ocean way.
A great vision arose in his mind. It was a sug-
gestion that never left him until he saw its fulfill-
ment in an unexpected way on seas of which he
never had dreamed.
This view was that he could sail around the
world and reach the Spice Islands by the way of
the West.
In the service of the King against the Moors in one

Lisbon, from the south bank of the Tagua.

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of the Portuguese wars, he received a wound which
healed, but left him lame for life. He, like other
officers, sent in his claim for the pension due to
such service. He received answer from the parsi-
monious King (Dom Manoel):
"Your claim is not good. Your wound has
He was wounded more deeply by this insult than
he could have been by any poisoned dart from the
Moors. That he should have been refused the recog-
nition of those who had shed blood in his country's
cause rankled in his heart, especially as he saw his
comrades paraded in honor and pensioned for lesser
disabilities. He left Portugal, as an exile, and went
to Spain.
Here the high aspirations of the lame soldier met
with recognition, and it was this service that caused
the Portuguese King to issue the strange order
which has introduced the young and high-spirited
grandee to the readers of this story.
If he had faults-as far as history records he
had no vices-his high aim overcame them. He
had caught the spirit of Portuguese Henry the Navi-
gator, and his soul had glowed when the fame of
Columbus first thrilled Spain. He had learned the
history of Vasco da Gama, whose name was the
glory of Portugal. He had educated himself for
It was the age of opportunity. He saw it; he

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Ferdinand MIagellan.
After a painting by Velasquez.


could not know the way, but he knew the guide
that was in him. As a son of the Church, which he
then was, he consecrated all he had to her glory.
What was fame, what was wealth, what was any-
thing to becoming a benefactor of the world, and
living forever in the heart of all mankind?
So his deserted house crumbed in Sabrosa, and
his coat of arms did not there reappear until centu-
ries had followed the course of his genius, and the
whole world came to know his worth.
In view of recent events his character becomes
one of the most interesting of past history.
After nearly four hundred years that cast-out
name rises like a star!
Why, in the view of to-day, was that name cast
Because Magellan saw his duty in a larger life
than in the restrictions of a provincial court. The
lesson has its significance. He who sinks self and
policy, and follows his highest duty and enters the
widest field, will in the final judgment of man re-
ceive the noblest and best reward.
We love a lover of mankind, and it strengthens
faith and hope to follow the keel of such a sailor on
any sea.



SOULS kindle kindred souls, and the inspirations
of friendship commonly form a part of the early his-
tory of beneficent lives.
One of Magellan's early friends was Francisco
Serrao, who sailed with him for Malacca, a great
mart of merchandise in the East. It was to him
that Magellan wrote that he would meet him again
in the East, if not by the way of Portugal, by that
of Spain; words of signal import, which we have
already quoted.
Serrao had a very curious, romantic, and pathetic
history. He lived in the times of the Portuguese
Viceroys of India. He was made captain of a ship
which sought to explore the Spice Islands, which
were then held to be the paradise of the East.
Cloves and nutmegs then were luxuries, and when
brought to Portugal bore the flavor of the sun lands
of the far-off mysterious seas.
At Banda ships were loaded with spices. On
sailing there Serrao suffered shipwreck and was cast


upon a reef and found refuge on a deserted island.
The place was a resort of pirates or wreckers. Some
pirates sighted the wreck of the ship and sought to
plunder the wreckage.
We have no ship, and the island is without food
or water," said Serrao to his men. Hide under the
rock and obey me, and we will soon have a ship and
water and food."
The men hid among the caverns of the reef. The
pirates landed, and left their ship for the wreckage.
Serrao rushed through the surf, followed by his
men, and boarded the pirates' vessel.
The wreckers were filled with terror when they
saw what would be their fate if left there, and they
begged to be taken on board, and were received by
Serrao as prisoners.
Serrao traded for many years among the Spice
Islands and was advanced to high positions, but was
poisoned at last, as is supposed, by an intrigue of the
King of Tidor.
One of the most inspiring of Magellan's friends
was Ruy Faleiro, who had wonderful instincts and
a wide vision, but who became a madman. Faleiro
was a Portuguese who, like Magellan, was out of
favor with the court. He was an astronomer, a geog-
rapher, and an astrologer. He had a fiery and impul-
sive temper, but with it a passion for discovery, and
so was drawn into Magellan's heart by gravitation.
The two journeyed together, studied together, and


started at about the same time for Spain. At Seville
they met in a club of famous discoverers, students,
and refugees.
They had one vision in common, that there was
a short route to the Moluccas by the way of the
West. The route was not what they dreamed it
to be; but there was a new way to the Spice Islands
by the West and East, a way that probably no
voyager from Europe had ever seen, and their
vision was decisive of one of the greatest events
-the circumnavigation of the world. The angle of
vision was not true in their private meetings, nor
had Magellan's been before they met; but another
angle leading from it was true, and would cause
a change of the conception of the world when poor
Ruy Faleiro's brain was losing its hold on such
entrancing hopes.
We can reach Molucca by a short voyage to the
West," said Ruy Faleiro.
I am sure that I can do this, if I can have an
expedition such as the King of. Spain can give me,"
said Magellan.
You must never communicate this secret to any
man," said Ruy.
"I will never mention the subject to any but
you," said Magellan, "until we can act together."
The vision of finding the East by a short passage
to the West, involved so great a prospect of human
progress and glory that it would not let Magellan


rest at any time. It haunted him wherever he went.
He began to talk about it under restraint, and
friends came to see what was on his mind and to
take advantage of it.

The earliest map of the world.
By Hecataus of Miletus (sixth century B. c.). Probably copied in part from
Anaximander, inventor of map drawing.

The fiery Ruy Faleiro, when he found that his
friend had opened their confidential secret, partly
broke friendship with him. Magellan could only


acknowledge his error, and say that he never meant
in his heart to betray the secrets of his friend, the
Faleiro dreamed on, but his mind weakened.
The popular legend about this unhappy man was,
that being an astrologer he cast his own horoscope,
and found that the expedition that he hoped to com-
mand would be lost, and so feigned madness. This
is only a story.
F.aleiro died in Seville about 1523.
It would be interesting to know if he lived to
hear of the great discovery of his old friend Ma-
gellan, and if he joined in the general rejoicing
over it. It is probable that he lived to see
the strange ways by which his countryman had
been led, not over a short passage, but over far-
distant seas. His was a pitiable fate; but his
name merits honorable mention among men, who,
like Miranda in South America, have inspired
great deeds which they themselves could not ac-
Men of vision and men of action are essential to
each other; for many men can see what only a few
others can perform.
Magellan married Beatriz Barbosa about the year
1518. He was the father of one son. His wife
died shortly after hearing the news of his great dis-
covery of the Pacific and the new way to the East.
He was now prepared to go to Charles V, King


of Spain, son of the demented Queen Joanna, the
daughter of Isabella, and to lay before him a plan
of opening a short way to the East by sailing West.
This purpose more and more absorbed his soul-he
himself was nothing, discovery was everything. The
frown of Portugal no longer cast any deep shadow
over his life; it was his mission to find. He heard in
the acclaim of Columbus a prophecy of what his
own name would one day be.



ALL things follow suggestion and inspiration,
and the discovery of the Western World owes much
to the heart and brain of Prince Henry, called the
Navigator. Although the son of a King, he felt that
he was more than that-a son of Humanity. He took
up his residence far from the pomp of courts on
the bleak, bare, solitary promontory of Sagres, the
sharp angle of Western Europe. Here he could see
the sun go down on the western sea, day by day.
Some inward genius like a haunting spirit seemed to
beckon his thoughts toward the West.
In view of his abode on a tall headland were the
ruins of a Druidical temple, where' Strabo tells us
the gods used to assemble at night under the moon
and stars. So the place was called the Sacrum
Promontorium, and it was in this region that Prince
Henry schooled his soul in navigation and sought
to inspire all adventurers upon the sea. "Farther"
was his motto, and "Farther yet!" In his solitude


he called to him a company of restless spirits with
a passion for discovery, and said to them all, Far-
ther," and Farther yet! "
The night of the dark ages was passing, and in
the new dawn of civilization, Prince Henry had vi-
sions of new ways to India, the magnificent; the
land of gold, gems, and spices, where the sun shone
on gardens of palms and seas of glory.
There were no lighthouses then on the African
coast; there were no sea charts, and the compass
was but little known. But there were eternal stars,
and under them were the living instincts that
awaken genius.
Prince Henry the Navigator was the fourth son
of King Joao I, or John the Great, and of Queen
Philippa, of the Roses. He was a great-grandson
of Edward III, of England.
Prince Henry's motto was Talent de bien faire"
-"talent of good faculty." The motto furnishes in
brief a history of his life.
The first fruit of Prince Henry's geographical
studies was the discovery of the islands of Ma-
deira; but there were islands beyond Madeira, and
his restless spirit cried out in the night: Farther!"
and Farther yet! "
Cape Bojador, farther than the farthest point
of the earth," rose just before the supposed regions
of sea monsters, fire, and darkness. Prince John sent
a navigator there, and found serene seas.

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In 1446 the Prince obtained a charter of the
Canary Islands. His ships next discovered the
Azores. But there were lands and islands and seas
" farther yet."
Prince Henry died in 1463, about thirty years
before the triumph of Columbus.
He was the father of modern discovery, the spirit
of which rested not
until the map of the
whole world could
be drawn. He was
buried in a splendid
tomb, and the pupils
of his school of cos-l
mography and navi-
gation continued to
penetrate the ocean
farther and farther to n t
the South and West.
Vasco da Gama
opened the ocean Prince Henry the Navigator.
ways to India, and From a drawing by Allegra Eggleston,
in The Story of Columbus.
the two great navi-
gators, Columbus and Magellan, owed much to the
spirit of the Prince who left courts that he might
found a school amid the sea desolations of St. Vin-
cent, in order to inspire young sailors to venture
always Farther! and Farther yet!"

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"He is a renegade. His arms must come down "
(See page 2.)


We must here tell you something of Vasco da
Gama, in order that you may better understand the
plan and purpose of Magellan.
Take your map of the world. Before the passage
to India was discovered by sailing around the Cape
of Good Hope, Africa, the trade between Asia and
Europe was carried on in this manner: There was
a great commercial city on the southern coast of
Arabia (Arabia Felix) called Alda, or Port Alda. It
was a city of merchants. To this port came the ships
from the East-China, Japan, India-laden with
gold, silk, and spices. The merchants of Alda
carried these goods to the Port of Suez on the
Red Sea. Thence the merchandise was conveyed
on camels to the Nile and to Alexandria, Egypt,
and thence by ships to the ports of the Mediterra-
Vasco da Gama discovered a new way to India
by doubling the Cape of Good Hope, and when he
returned from that voyage all Europe rang with his
praise. His discovery of the way to India from the
Mediterranean by rounding Africa was one of the
most momentous ever made. Vasco da Gama holds
rank with Columbus in the unveiling of the mys-
teries of the ocean world.
King John the Navigator had heard such won-
derful tales of India that he wished to find a way
there by water. He accordingly sent one Bartholo-
meu Diaz on an expedition with this end in view.


Diaz did not find India, but he found a cape on the
southernmost point of Africa, which he doubled.
So fearful were the tempests there that he called
it the Cape of Storms.
But King John saw that the islands of India
lay in that direction, and he exclaimed in delight
on hearing Diaz's narrative of the tempestuous
"'Tis the Cape of Good Hope!" This gave the
cape its name.
A Jewish astrologer told Dom Manoel, King of
Portugal, that the riches of India could yet be found
by way of the sea. Of such a discovery the new
King dreamed. Who should he get to undertake a
voyage with such a purpose?
One day, as he sat in his halls among his courtiers
and grandees studying maps, a man of about thirty
years, who had a noble bearing, entered an outer
apartment. A sword hung by his side.
The King, who had been thinking of his great
mariners, lifted his face and said:
"Thank God! I have found my man. Bring to
me Vasco da Gama."
He it was that stood in the outer hall.
"Vasco," said the King, "I know your soul. For
the glory of Portugal you must find India by the
way of the sea! "
I am at your service, sire, while life shall last."
"Depart in all haste."


It was March, 1497. Vasco da Gama raised his
sails and departed from Lisbon.
He passed the "Cape of Good Hope," and met
with many adventures,
the narratives of which
would fill a book.
He crossed the India
Ocean, blown pleasant-
ly on by the trade-
One day a loud cry
"Land! land!"
The pilot came run-
Vasco da Gama ning to Vasco da Gama,
Vasco da Gama.
and fell at his feet.
"Captain, behold India! "
The shores of India rose in the burning light of
the tropic seas. Vasco da Gama saw them and fell
upon his knees.
Mountain rose above mountain, and hill over hill;
then green palms and shining beaches came into
view like scenes of enchantment.
"That is Cananor," said the Moorish pilot; "the
great city of Calicat is twelve leagues distant."
They sailed over those twelve leagues of clear
resplendent waters and came to Calicat, or Malabar.
That day of discovery was Portugal's glory.
Calicat was a merchant city of the East, and one

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of the most famous of India. Here came Arabian
and Egyptian merchants. It was a Mohammedan
city, and the princes of Calicat encouraged trade
between the Arabs and Hindoos. The city was now
to become an emporium for the Western World.
After many adventures in Malabar, Vasco da
Gama cruised along the coast of India. Everything
was wonderful, and the wonders grew.
In September, 1499, he returned, and was re-
ceived like a sovereign by the Portuguese King. His
arrival was a holiday, the glory of which has lived
in all Portuguese holidays until now.
He was given titles of distinction He was made
a Viceroy of India.
Twenty years after these events Magellan was
destined to discover another way to India.



MAGELLAN, full of his project of finding a short
way to the rich spicery by sailing West, now sought
the favor of the Spanish court. Gold has ever been
the royal want, and nobles have always had open
ears to schemes that promised to fill the public
Magellan's interesting friend Francisco Serrao,
who had remained in the Indian possessions of the
Portuguese, after Magellan's return, had discovered
resources of the tropical seas of the Orient that were
almost boundless. He had written to Magellan:
"If you would become rich return to the Mo-
This letter would be a sufficient passport to the
nobles who had the ear of the King. He showed the
letter to the King's ministers.
He thought that the point of South America
turned westward, as the Cape of Good Hope toward
the East. He had an imaginary map in his mind of


an ocean world whose shape had no real existence,
but that answered well as a theory.
Magellan had brought a globe from Portugal on
which he had drawn the undiscovered world as he
thought it existed. The strait which he had hoped
to find was omitted on this globe in his drawings
that no navigator might anticipate his discovery.
Some of the ministers listened to the project with
indifference, a few with ridicule; but as a rule Ma-
gellan appealed to willing ears. The ministers as a
body agreed to commend the enterprise to the King.
The Haros of Antwerp, the Rothschilds of the time,
favored the expedition. So Magellan and Faleiro
made out a petition of formal proposals which they
desired to present to the King, and awaited the
That opportunity soon came. Charles V, son of
Joanna, who was passing her days in solitude and
grief on account of the loss of her husband, was on
his way to Aragon. He was Emperor of Germany
and King of Spain. He was a youth now; having
been born in Ghent, February 24, 1500. He came to
the throne of Spain in 1516, as the disordered intel-
lect of his mother made her incapable of reigning.
He was elected German Emperor in 1519.
In his youth he had been dissolute. Seeing the
responsibilities that he owed to the world and the
age, he suddenly received new moral impulses and
conquered himself, and his moral life was followed


by a religious disposition. He received from the
Pope the title of Roman Emperor. His powerful in-

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tellect subdued a great part of continental Europe
to his will; but he became weary of the cares of


state, retired from the world, and ended his life as
a religious recluse.
The young King entered Spain in triumph, but
amid the glare of receptions his ears were not dull
to projects for acquiring gold.
Magellan and Faleiro, under the commendation
of the ministry, were soon able to lay their project
before the young grandson of the great Isabella. He
received them in the spirit that Isabella had met
Columbus. He approved their plans, and charged
them to make preparations for the expedition.
Charles entered Zaragoza in May, 1518, a youth
of eighteen, and Magellan and Faleiro followed the
royal train on its triumphal march in the blooming
days of the year. They were happy men, and their
glowing visions added to the joy of the court on its
journey amid singing nightingales and pealing bells.
The royal name signed to Magellan's commission
was "Juana," who had been the favorite daughter
of Queen Isabella, who had signed the commission
of Columbus.* This royal daughter of Aragon and
Castile was born at Toledo, November 6, 1479. She

Donna Juana and Don Carlos, her son, by the grace of God, Queen
and King of Castile, Leon, Aragon, the two Sicilies, and Jerusalem, of Na-
varra, Granada, Toledo, Valencia, Galicia, the Mallorcas, Seville, Sardinia,.
Cordova, Corsica, Murcia, Jaen, the Algarves, of Aljazira, Gibraltar, of the
Canary Isles, of the Indies, isles and mainland of the Ocean-sea,,Counts of
Barcelona, Lords of Biscay and Molina, Dukes of Athens and Neopatria,
Counts of Roussillon and Cerdana, Marquises of Euristan and Gociano,
Archdukes of Austria, Dukes of Bergona and Brabant, Counts of Flan-
ders and Tirol, etc.


was in the bloom of her girlhood when the news of
the return of Columbus thrilled Spain.
She was a girl of ardent affections; a lover of
music; not beautiful, but charming in manner; and
at the age of eighteen was betrothed to Philip of
the Low Countries, called Philip the Handsome.
The wedding of this daughter of Isabella was to
be celebrated in Flanders by fetes of unusual splen-
dor. A fleet of one hundred and thirty vessels pre-
pared to bear the bride to her handsome Prince.
The ships were under the command of the chival-
rous admiral of Castile.
Juana took leave of her mother at the end of
August, 1496, and embarked at the port of Laredo.
A more interesting bride under more joyous cir-
cumstances had seldom gone forth to meet a bride-
The sails covered the sea under the flags of the
glory of Spain. They drifted away amid music and
shouting, but the salvos of the guns had hardly
died away before terrible storms arose. The fleet
was shattered, and many of the vessels were lost.
The young bride herself arrived in Flanders
safely, and her marriage with the archduke fol-
lowed at Lille.
When Queen Isabella heard of the birth of
Charles, she recalled that it fell on the day of Mat-
thias, and exclaimed, Sors cecidit super Mathiam"'
-" the lot fell upon Matthias."


She predicted that the infant would become the
King of Spain.
Philip and Juana were summoned to Spain to
meet the people over whom it then seemed probable
that they would soon
be called to reign.
They entered France
in 1501, attended by
Flemish nobles, and ',
wherever they went
was a holiday. There '. -
were weeks of splen-
did fetes in honor -
of the progress. '.;'i'
When Ferdinand
and Isabella heard /-
of the arrival of .
Philip and Juana in
Spain they hastened Ferdinand and Isabella.
to Toledo to meet From a coin.
them. Here Philip and his Queen received the alle-
giance of the Cortes.
But Philip was a gay Prince, and he loved the
dissipations of Flanders more than his wife or the
interests of his prospective Spanish possessions. So
he left his wife, and returned to Flanders.
The conduct of the handsome Prince drove Juana
mad. She loved him so fondly that she thought only
of him, and sat in silence day after day with her


eyes fixed on the ground, as an historian says, equal-
ly regardless of herself, her future subjects, and her
afflicted parents."
She subsequently joined Philip at Burgos. Here
Philip died of fever after overexertion at a game of
ball. Juana never left his bedside, or shed a tear.
Her grief obliterated nearly all things in life, and
she was dumb. Her only happiness now, except in
music, was to be with his dead body.
She removed her husband's remains to Santa
The body was placed on a magnificent car, and
was accompanied in the long way to the tomb by a
train of nobles and priests. Juana never left it.
She would not allow it to be moved by day. She
"A widow who has lost the sun of her soul
should never expose herself to the light of day! "
Wherever the procession halted, she ordered new
funeral ceremonies. She forbade nuns to approach
the body. Finding the coffin had been carried to a
nunnery at a stage of the journey, she had it re-
moved to the open fields, where she watched by
it, and caused the embalmed body to be revealed to
her by torches. She had a tomb made for the re-
mains in sight of her palace windows in Santa
Clara, and she watched over it in silence for forty-
seven years, taking little interest in any other thing.
But as she survived Ferdinand and Isabella, her


name for a time was affixed to royal commissions,
and so Magellan sailed in the service of Charles
under the signature of Juana, who was silently
watching over her husband's tomb, in the hope that
the Prince would one day rise again.
We relate this narrative to give a view of the
events of the period, and for the same reason we
must speak of an-
other eminent per-
son who acted in the
place of the Queen in
her unhappy state of
This was the great -_
political genius of
the time, the virtu-
ous and benevolent /
Cardinal Ximenes, /
statesman, archbish-
op, the heart of the
people and the con-
science of the Church. Cardinal Ximenes.
He was born of a After a painting by Velasquez.
humble family in Castile in 1487. He was educated
in Rome. His character and learning were such
that Queen Isabella chose him for her confessor, and
made him Archbishop of Toledo, with the approval
of the Pope.
On the death of Philip in 1505, he was made


regent for Juana. Ferdinand named Ximenes re-
gent of Spain on his deathbed, until Charles V
should return from Flanders to Spain.
The regency of Ximenes was one of honor and
glory. He himself lived humbly and simply amid
all his associations of pomp and power.
He maintained thirty poor persons daily at his
own cost, and gave half of his income to charity.
He excited the jealousy of Charles V at last, and
lost his power in consequence. He lived to extreme
age, and left a character that Spain has ever loved
to hold in honor.
Such was the political condition of Spain in the
early days of Magellan.



WE should have known but little of the adven-
tures of Magellan, but for Antonia Pigafetta, Cheva-
lier, and Knight of Rhodes.
He was a young Italian of a susceptible heart and
happy imagination.
He came wandering to Barcelona, Spain, in the
generation that remembered Columbus, and the
splendid scenes that welcomed the return of Colum-
bus on the field of Sante F6. He must have heard
the enthralling description of those golden days-
he could not be a Columbus; but, if he could win
the good will of Magellan, he might go after Colum-
bus and see what no Europeans had seen.
So he wandered the streets of Barcelona and
heard the tales of the events that occurred when
the "Viceroy of the Isles" was received there by
What days those had been! The march of Colum-
bus through Spain to meet Isabella at Sante F6, was


such as had a demigod appeared on earth. Spain
was thrilled. The world knew no night. The trum-
pets of heralds rent the air, and men's hearts swelled
high at the tales of the golden empires that Colon
had added to Aragon and Castile. Alas! they did
not know that there are riches which do not enrich,
and that it is only the gold that does good that
As Columbus approached with his glittering
cavaliers songs rent the air, whose words have been
Thy name, 0 Fernando!
Through all earth shall be sounded,
Columbus has triumphed,
His foes are confounded!"
Thy name, Isabella,
Through all earth shall be sounded,
Columbus has triumphed,
His foes are confounded!"

To Aragon and Castile Columbus had "given a
new world." Peals of golden horns shook the
delighted cities, where balconies overflowed with
His reception at Barcelona by the King and
Queen had been made inconceivably splendid:
That was a glorious day
That dawned on Barcelona. Banners filled
The thronging towers, the old bells rung, and blasts
Of lordly trumpets seemed to reach the sky
Cerulean. All Spain had gathered there,
And waited there his coming; Castilian knights,



Gay cavaliers, hidalgos young, and e'en the old
Puissant grandees of far Aragon,
With glittering mail and waving plumes and all
The peasant multitude with banierets
And charms and flowers.
Beneath pavilions
Of brocades of gold, the Court had met.
The dual crowns of Leon old and proud Castile
There waited him, the peasant mariner.
"The heralds waited
Near the open gates; the minstrels young and fair
Upon the tapestries and arrased walls,
And everywhere from all the happy provinces
The wandering troubadours.
Afar was heard
A cry, a long acclaim. Afar was seen
A proud and stately steed with nodding plumes,
Bridled with gold, whose rider stately rode,
And still afar a long and sinuous train
Of silvery cavaliers. A shout arose,
And all the city, all the vales and hills,
With acclamations rung.
"He came, the Genoese,
With reverent look and calm and lofty mien,
And saw the wondering eyes and heard the cries,
And trumpet peals, as one who followed still
Some Guide unseen.
"Before his steed
Crowned Indians marched with lowly faces,
And wondered at the new world that they saw;
Gay parrots screamed from their gold-circled arms,
And from their crests swept airy plumes. The sun
Shone full in splendor on the scene, and here
The old and new world met!"

The young Italian Chevalier, Pigafetta, Knight of
Rhodes, visited the scenes that his own countryman
had made immortal by his voyage.
He thought of the plumed Indians and of the


birds of splendid plumage that Columbus had
brought back.
He heard much of Magellan, the "new Colum-
bus." Why might he not go out upon unknown seas
with him and discover new races, and bring back
with him tropic spices, birds, and flowers?
He journeyed to Seville and there met Magellan.
He entered into the dreams of the new navigator.
He asked Magellan to let him sail with him.
Why do you wish to enter upon such a hazard-
ous undertaking? "
I am desirous of seeing the wonderful things of
the ocean!"
Magellan saw it was so. The Spaniards might
distrust him, the Portuguese be jealous of him, but
here was a man who would have no race preju-
dices-a man after his own heart, whom he could
".You wish to see the wonders of the ocean
world? he asked.
"Yes, and I can write, and whatever I may do,
and wherever I may go, I will always be true to
you-the heart of Pigafetta will always be loyal to
the Admiral! "
My Italian Chevalier, you may embark with me
to see the wonders of the ocean world. You shall
follow my lantern."
From that hour the young Italian lived in antici-
pation. What new lands would he see, what palm


islands, what gigantic men and strange birds, and
inhabitants of the sea?
The young Knight of Rhodes had spoken truly,
whatever light might fail, his heart would ever be
true to the Admiral.
So the Knight embarked with the rude crew to
follow, in the silences of uncharted seas, the lantern
of Magellan.
He composed on the voyage a narrative for Vil-
liers de I'Isle Adams, Grand Master of Rhodes. By
this narrative we are still able to follow in fancy
the lantern of Magellan through the straits that
now bear the name of Magellan, to the newly dis-
covered Pacific, and around the world.
His character was as spirited as Magellan's was
We will sail with him in our voyage around the
world, for he went all the way and bore the news
of Magellan's triumphs to Seville again.

Beautiful Seville! We must glance at the city
here. She was the pride of Spain in those times
when Spain dazzled the world. The Hispal of the
Phoenicians, the Hispales of the Roman conquest,
and the Seville of the Moors! Her glory had arisen
in the twilight of history, and had grown with the
advancement of the race.
She was indeed beautiful at the time when Ma-
gellan was preparing for the sea. The Moorish


period had passed leaving her rich in arts and treas-
ures, and splendid architecture.
Situated on the banks of the Guadalquivir, circu-
lar in shape and surrounded with more than a hun-
dred Moorish towers, and about ten miles in circum-
ference, she ri-
valed the cities
of Europe and of
the Orient.
The great ca-
thedral was be-
ing completed at
that time, a moun-
tain of art, aris-
ing from its plain
of marble. It was
four hundred and
thirty one feet
long, and three
hundred and fif-
teen feet wide,
with solemn and -
grand arches
The Giralda.
lighted by the
finest windows in Spain, perhaps the most en-
chanting lights through which the sun ever shone.
The altars were enriched by the wealth of dis-
Over this mountain of gold, marbles, and gems


gleamed the Giralda, or weather vane, in the form
of a statue, three hundred and fifty feet high.
Seville at this time was a city of churches. To
these, sailors resorted while waiting for an expedi-
tion to complete its preparations for the sea, for most
of them were good Catholics, and such as hoped for
God's favor in the enterprise upon which they were
about to enter.
Here, too, was the old Moorish palace, the Al-
cazar, with its delicate lacework like the walls of
the Alhambra, but richer in color. In this -palace
was the Hall of the Ambassadors, one of the most
enchanting apartments ever created by the genius
of man.
In the latter dream of Moorish fancy have passed
aching hearts, as well as those filled with wonder
and delight. Here Pedro the Cruel received one of
the kings of Granada, and murdered him with his
own hand, to rob him of the jewels that adorned his
The tales of Pedro the Cruel haunted the city at
this time.
We are told that this monarch used to go about
the city in disguise.
One night he went out thus to serenade a beau-
tiful lady. As he approached the balcony with his
guitar where the lady lived, he saw another man
there, who had come for the same purpose. The
rival musician filled him with rage, and the King


rushed upon him and struck him down and killed
He fled. away. He reasoned that as he was in
disguise no one could know him.
There was an old woman who kept a bakery
across the way from the house where the noble lady
lived. She was looking out of her window at the
time of the murder. She saw the act, and got a
view of the terrible face of the royal musician as
he was fleeing away.
"That was the King himself," said the old bake
woman. "By my soul, that was the King!"
The next day the news of the murder filled the
city. The murdered man was a person of rank and
importance. The people were alarmed and indig-
"Who did the deed?" was a question that arose
to every lip.
The King, cruel as he was, did not wish to be
suspected of being a street assassin. So he issued
a proclamation in this form:
"Unless the alcalde (judge) of Seville shall
discover the murderer of the gallant musician
within three days, the alcalde shall lose his
The city judge began to make great exertions
to discover the murderer.
The old bake woman came to him and said:
I know who did the deed. But silence, silence!


I saw it with my own eyes, but we must be still. It
was the King himself! "
The alcalde dared not accuse the King, and yet
he must save his own head. What was he to do?
He made an image of the King. He then went to
the palace.
King! I have found the murderer. I have
brought him here to receive sentence."
The King was glad that a suspected person had
been found, so that the public thought might be
directed to the suspect.
"What shall be done with him?" asked the
What! He who would slay a musician about to
serenade a noble lady?"
"Yes, your Majesty."
"What shall be done with him? I condemn him
to death. Bring him before me."
The alcalde brought in the image of the King,
and uncovered it.
The King beheld himself.
"I will save your head," said the King, and the
alcalde went thoughtfully away.



No man living could better know what he needed
for such a stupendous and unprecedented undertak-
ing than Magellan, who had already been to the
spicery of the Orient in the service of Albuquerque,
the Portuguese Viceroy. Under the royal sanction,
the dockyards of Seville were at his command. He
repaired to Seville, and was there looked upon as
one destined to harvest the wealth of the Indies.
But as soon as it became known in Portugal that
Magellan was to lead a new expedition of discovery,
the mistake that the King had made in rejecting
the proposal of the lame soldier, to whom he had re-
fused pension honors, became apparent. The court
saw what this rejected man of positive purpose and
invaluable knowledge of navigation might accom-
plish. Should his dreams be prophetic and his proj-
ects prove successful, the glory would go to Spain,
and the King would be held responsible for another
mistake like that which his predecessor had made
in the case of Columbus.


What must the court of Portugal do? The ham-
mers were flying in Seville on the ships loading for
the voyage. Magellan was making up his crews.
Spain had faith in him, and he had faith in himself;
never a man had more.
Portugal must prevent the expedition. The
Crown must appeal to Magellan to withdraw from
it. The King must ask young King Charles to dis-
miss Magellan as an act of royal courtesy. If these
efforts were not successful, -it was argued that the
expedition must be arrested by force, or Magellan
must be murdered by secret spies of the court.
The fleet preparing was to consist of five ships
with ample equipment. These were named the
Trinidad, the San Antonio, of one hundred and
twenty Spanish tons each; the Concepcion, of ninety
Spanish tons; the Victoria, of eighty-five tons; and
the Santiago, of seventy-five. The Victoria, the ship
of destiny, was to circumnavigate the globe.
And now while the hammers were at work, the
dull King of Portugal began to arouse himself to
arrest the plan, and the court, seeing his spirit,
acted with him.
In the bright days in Zaragoza Magellan had
been warned that he was in danger of being assas-
sinated. But he did not take alarm. As his project
rose into public view at Seville he must have known
that he was surrounded by spies, but he did not heed
them; he kept right on, marching forward as it

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were after the inspiration that had taken posses-
sion of his soul.
There was an India House in Seville, composed
of merchants, and these were favorable to the ex-
pedition. In Spain everything favored Magellan.
Aluaro da Costa was the Portuguese minister to
the court of Spain. He plotted against Magellan, and
sought an interview with young Charles in order to
induce him to eliminate the Portuguese from the ex-
pedition. Charles was about to become a brother-
in-law to Dom Manoel, and Aluaro da Costa could
appeal to the King in this cause in many ways.
Full of diplomacy and craft, he met the King
who had to weigh the prospect of gold and glory
against this personal argument. Gold outweighed
the family considerations, for Charles in his young
days was a man of powerful ambitions.
Aluaro da Costa wrote to Dom Manoel a graphic
account of this interview. It shows how politic
ministers of state were in those days. We can not
give the reader a clearer view of some of the ob-
stacles against which Magellan had to contend in
those perilous days in Spain than by citing Aluaro's
account to Dom Manoel of his interview with young
Charles V in his intrigue against Magellan:

SIRE: Concerning Ferdinand Magellan's affair,
how much I have done and how I have labored,
God knows, as I have written you at length; and
now I have spoken upon the subject very strongly


to the King, putting before him all the inconven-
iences that in this case may arise, and also rep-
resenting to him what an ugly matter it was, and
how unusual for one King to receive the subjects
of another King, his friend, contrary to his wish,
a thing unheard of among cavaliers, and ac-
counted both ill-judged and ill-seeming. Yet I had
just put your Highness and your Highness's posses-
sions at his service in Valladolid at the moment
that he was harboring these persons against your
will. I begged him to consider that this was not
the time to offend your Highness, the more so in an
affair which was of so little importance and so un-
certain; and that he would have plenty of subjects
of his own and men to make discoveries when the
time came, without availing himself of those mal-
contents of your Highness, whom your Highness
could not fail to believe likely to labor more for
your disservice than for anything else; also that
his Highness had had until now so much to do in
discovering his own kingdoms and dominions, and in
settling them, that he ought not to turn his atten-
tion to these new affairs, from which dissensions and
other matters, which may well be dispensed with,
may result.
"I also' presented to him the bad appearance
that this would have at the very moment of the
marriage-the ratification of friendship and affec-
tion. And also that it seemed to me that your
Highness would much regret to learn that these
men asked leave of him to return,* and that he did

This statement there is every reason to believe was a pure fiction of
Da Costa.


not grant it, the which are two faults-the receiv-
ing them contrary to your desire, and the retain-
ing them contrary to their own. And I begged of
him, both for his own and for your Highness's sake,
that he would do one of two things: either permit
them to go, or put off the affair for this year, by
which he would not lose much; and means might
be taken whereby he might be obliged, and your
Highness might not be offended, as you would be
were this scheme carried out.
He was so surprised, sire, at what I told him,
that I also was surprised; but he replied to me with
the best words in the world, saying that on no
account did he wish to offend your Highness, and
many other good words; and he suggested that I
should speak to the Cardinal, and confide the whole
matter to him.
"May the Lord increase the life and dominions
of your Highness to his holy service. From Sa-
ragoca, Tuesday night, the 28th day of September.
"I kiss the hands of your Highness,

Court intrigue against Magellan did not avail.
There was one thing statecraft could do. It could
set spies on Magellan on board his own ships. This
it succeeded in doing.
There was in Spain at this time a Portuguese
adventurer and navigator by the name of Estevan
or Esteban Gormez-Stephen Gormez.
He was a student of navigation, and was rest-
less to follow the examples of Columbus and Vasco


da Gama. He had applied to the court of Spain-
probably to Cardinal Ximenes, for a commission to
go on a voyage of discovery and he had received a
favorable answer, and was preparing to embark,
when Magellan appeared at court and promised to
find the Spice Islands by way of South America.
Magellan's scheme was so much larger and defi-
nite than that of Gormez that the court canceled
its favors to the lesser plans, and Gormez had to
abandon his prospects of sailing under the royal
favors of Spain.
The eyes of Spain were now fixed on Magellan.
I will find a way to the Spice Islands by South
America or by the West," said Magellan to the min-
isters of the King, or you may have my head."
These were bold words. Magellan had not only
been to the Spice Islands, but he had gone out on
the very voyage that discovered some of them. He
had behaved heroically on the voyage. So his appli-
cation to the court superseded the plan of Gormez
and the latter sunk out of sight.
In his despondency at the failure of his plans,
Gormez came to Magellan.
"My countryman," said Gormez, your schemes
have supplanted mine and turned my ships into air.
I was the first to plan a voyage to the Moluccas out
of the wake of hurricanes and monsoons. I do not
feel that I have been treated rightly. Something
surely is due to me."


Magellan was a man of generous impulses. He-
saw that Gormez had a case for moral appeal.
My friend," said he, "you shall have a place in
my expedition."
He could but think that the inspiration and
knowledge of navigation of his countryman would
be useful to him, and he pitied him for his disap-
pointment, knowing how he himself would feel were
his plans to be set aside.
So Gormez, the Portuguese, was made the pilot
of the Antonio.
Magellan, had he reflected, must have seen that
this man would carry with him envy and jealousy,
passions that are poisons. But Estefano, or Es-
teban, or Stephen Gormez, took his place at the
pilot house of the Antonio to follow the lantern of
Magellan, but the hurt in his heart at being super-
seded never healed.
On the ships also was one Juan de Carthagena,
captain of the Concepcion, a spy, and one of the
"malapots" of the expedition. He was called the
vecdor, or inspector. He inspected Magellan, and
Magellan inspected him, as we shall see.
And now the flags arose in the clear air, and the
joyful fleet cleared the Guadalquivir and leaped into
the arms of the open sea, amid the acclamations of
gay grandees and a happy people.
It was September 20th when the anchors were
lifted, of which probably one was destined to come


back in triumph after an immortal voyage that en-
compassed the earth, and gave to Spain a new
And the King of Portugal ordered the coat of
arms to be torn down from the house of Magellan,
as we have pictured at the beginning of our nar-



THE expedition moved down its western way,
over the track of Columbus. It had left poor Ruy
Faleiro behind-he who had seen the progress of it
all in the fitful light of a disordered vision. He had
not relinquished his own high aims. He hoped to
follow Magellan with an expedition of his own.
The ships were furnished wth castles," fore and
aft; they carried gay pennons and were richly stored.
The artillery comprised sixty-two culverins and
smaller ordnance. Five thousand or more pounds
of powder were shut up in the magazines, and a
large provision was made for trading with the
natives-looking glasses for women, velvets, knives,
and ivory ornaments, and twenty thousand bells.
Magellan's ship bore a lantern, swung high in
the air amid the thickly corded rigging, which the
other ships were to keep in view in the night. What
a history had this lantern! It gleamed out on the
night track of a new world, a pillar of fire that
encompassed the earth as in the orbit of a star.


The fleet had fifteen days of good weather and
passed Cape Verde Islands, running along the Afri-
can coast.
But the fleet carried with it disloyal hearts. The
Portuguese prejudice against Magellan sailed with
it. The Spanish sailors distrusted the loyalty of Ma-
gellan to Spain.
The commander was a man of great heart, chival-
rous, and noble, but he could be firm when there
arose an occasion for it.
After leaving Teneriffe Magellan altered his
Juan de Carthagena, captain of the San Antonio,
"the inspector" and a spy, demanded of Magellan
why he had done so.
Sir," said Magellan, you are to follow my flag
by day and my lantern by night, and to ask me no
further questions."
Carthagena demanded that Magellan should re-
port his plans to him. Finding that the Admiral
was bent on conducting his own expedition, he
began to act sullenly, and to disobey orders.
Again the captain of the San Antonio demanded
of Magellan that he should communicate his orders
in regard to the course of steerage to him. He did
this by virtue of his office as inspector. He showed
a very haughty and disloyal spirit, and if this were
not to be checked, the success of the expedition
would be imperiled. He was abetted by Pedro


Sanches, a priest. Magellan saw treason already
brewing, and he determined to stamp it out at once.
He went to Carthagena, and laid his hands
on him.
"Captain, you are my prisoner."
The astonished captain cried out to his men:
"Unhand me-seize Magellan!"
Carthagena had been a priest, and he had great
personal influence, but the men did not obey him.
"Lead him to the stocks and secure him there,"
ordered Magellan.
The order was obeyed. The fallen inspector was
committed to the charge of the Captain of the Vic-
toria, and another officer was given charge of the
San Antonio.
When we reach land Juan de Carthagena shall
be marooned," was the sentence imposed upon the
inspector. A like sentence was imposed upon San-
It touched the hearts of the crews to hear this
sentence. What would become of the two priests,
were it to be executed? Would they fall prey to
the natives, or perhaps win the hearts of the people
and be made chiefs among them?
There was a pilot on board the ship who sym-
pathized with the mutineers, but who had close lips,
Esteban Gormez, of whom we have spoken. Were
the two mutineers to be marooned he would be glad
to rescue them.

Night after night the ships followed Magellan's lantern.


He had been discontented since the day that his
own plans for an expedition had been superseded by
those of Magellan.
His discontentment had grown. He became criti-
cal as the fleet sailed on. Every day reminded him
of what he might have done, if he could have only
secured the opportunity.
A disloyal heart in any enterprise is a very peril-
ous influence. A wooden horse in Troy is more dan-
gerous than an army outside.
Magellan in Gormez had a subtle foe, and that
foe was his own countryman.
This man probably could not brook to see his
rival add the domains of the sea to the crowns of
Juana and of Charles, though he himself had sought
to do the same thing. Magnanimous he could not be.
Discovery for the sake of discovery had little mean-
ing for him, but only discovery for his own advance-
ment and glory.
He became jealous of Mesquita, Magellan's
cousin, now master of the Antonio, who is thought
to have advised severe measures to. suppress con-
Night after night he sat down under the moon
and stars, and brooded over his fancied neglect, and
dreamed. Night after night the ships followed the
lantern of Magellan, and the wonders of the sea
grew; but to him it were better that no discoveries
should be made than that such achievements were


to go to the glory of Spain through the pilotage of
Discontent grows; jealousy grows as one broods
over fancied wrongs, and sees the prospects of a
rival's success. So it was with Gormez. In his
heart he did not wish the expedition to succeed. He
was ambitious to lead such an enterprise himself,
which he also did, at last, sailing along Massachu-
setts Bay and giving it its first name.
When Gormez had heard that the two disloyal
men were to be marooned, his feelings rose against
Magellan. That they deserved their sentence he
well knew, but they were opposed to Magellan, as
was his own heart. He would have been glad to
have saved them from the execution of their sen-
tence, but he did not know how to do it.
I will rescue them if ever I can," he thought.
"This expedition is not for the glory of Portugal."
The ships sailed on, bearing the two conspirators
to some place where they could be marooned.
Let us turn from this dark scene to one of a more
hopeful spirit.
One day, as we may picture the scene, the
sea lay unruffled like a mirror. The ships drifted
near each other, and night came on after a sudden
twilight, and the stars seemed like liquid lights shot
forth or let down from some ethereal fountain. The
Southern Cross shone so clearly as to uplift the eyes
of the sailors. The ships were becalmed.


Boats began to ply between the ships, and the
officers of the Trinity, Santiago, Victoria, and Con-
cepcion assembled under the awning of the San
Antonio, Mesquita's ship, of one hundred and
twenty tons.
Mesquita, as we have said, was a cousin of
Magellan, and so the Antonio seemed a friendly
Magellan sat down by his cousin. The lantern
was going out; its force was spent.
"We must get a new kind of lantern," said Ma-
gellan to his cousin, "and a code of signal lights.
We need a lantern that is something more steady
and durable than a faggot of wood."
I have here a new farol," he continued, the men
listening with intent ears. "Here it is, and I
wonder, my sailors, how far your eyes will fol-
low it."
All loyal hearts will follow it," said Mesquita,
" wherever it may go."
Gormez frowned. His heart was bitter.
There rose up an officer named Del Cano, and
stood hat in hand. All eyes were fixed upon him.
May it please you, Admiral," he said, "to re-
ceive a word from me. I will follow the new farol
wherever it may lead me. I have ceased to count
my own life in this cause."
Gormez frowned again.
"Del Cano," said the Admiral, I believe in you.


You have a true heart. If I should fall see that
this farol goes back to Spain! "
Del Cano bowed.
Magellan showed the new lantern to the officers.
It was made of
beaten reeds that had
been soaked in water,
S' and dried in the sun. It
S" -, would hold light long,
1 ,,Hi I and carry it strongly
\ U.'i'r '"I i and steadily.
"All the ships must
Shave these new farols,"
Said he, "and I must
teach you how to signal
4 St hcvr by them."
'pe C\ He stood up. The
moon was rising, and
Arms granted to Sebastian Del Cano, the dusky, purple air be-
Captain of the Victoria, the first came luminous.
vessel that circumnavigated the He h t f
globe. He held the farol in
his hand.
"Two lights," he said, shall mean for the ship
to tack.
"Three lights that the sails shall be lowered.
Four, that they shall stop.
Five lights, or more, that we have discovered
land, when the flagship shall discharge a bom-
bard. Follow my lantern always; you can trust it


wherever it may fare. My farol shall be my
The men sat there long. There sprung up a
breeze at last, and the sea began to ripple in the
Most expeditions that have made successful
achievements have carried men of great hope. Such
a man was Del Cano. He was loyal to the heart of
Magellan; and happy is any leader who has such a
companion, whose steel rings true.
Magellan hung out the farol. The sails were
spread, and the fleet passed on over the solitary



THE ships moved on, bearing the hopeful Del
Cano, the frowning Gormez, the two prisoners, and
the happy Italian Pigafetta.
Our next chapters will be a series of wonder tales
which reveal the South Temperate Zone and its in-
habitants as they appeared to the young and suscep-
tible Italian, Pigafetta, nearly four hundred years
Pigafetta, as we have shown, desired to accom-
pany Magellan that he might see the wonders of
the new lands." He saw them indeed, and he
painted them with his pen so vividly that they will
always live. We get our first views of the strange
inhabitants of the Southern regions of the New
World from him. We are to follow his narratives, as
printed for the Hakluyt Society, London, making
some omissions, and changing its form in part, hop-

Interior of the Alcazar of Seville.


ing thereby to render the text more clear. We
closely follow the spirit of events. Pigafetta ad-
dresses his narrative "To the very illustrious and
very excellent Lord Philip de Villiers Lisleaden,
Grand Master of Rhodes," of whom we have spoken.
He says, by way of introduction:
"Finding myself in Spain in the year of the
nativity of our Lord, 1519, at the court of the most
serene King of the Romans (Charles V), and learning
there of the great and awful things of the ocean
world, I desired to make a voyage to unknown seas,
and to see with my own eyes some of the wonder-
ful things of which I had heard.
"I heard that there was in the city of Seville
an armada (armade) of five ships, which were ready
to perform a long voyage in order to find the short-
est way to the Islands of Moluco (Molucca) from
whence came the spices. The Captain General of
this armada was Ferdinand de Magagleanes (Ma-
gellan), a Portuguese gentleman, who had made sev-
eral voyages on the ocean. He was an honorable
man. So I set out from Barcelona, where the Em-
peror was, and traveled by land to the said city of
Seville, and secured a place in the expedition.
"The Captain General published ordinances for
the guidance of the voyage.
He willed that the vessel on which he himself
was should go before the other vessels, and that the
others should keep in sight of it. Therefore he hung


by night over the deck a torch or faggot of burn-
ing wood which he called a farol (lantern), which
burned all night, so that the ships might not lose
sight of his own.
He arranged to set other lights as signals in the
night. When he wished to make a tack on account
of a change of weather he set two lights. Three
lights signified "faster." Four lights signified to
stop and turn. When he discovered a rock or land,
it was to be signaled by other lights.
He ordered that three watches should be kept
at night.
On Monday, St. Lawrence Day, August 10th,
the five ships with the crews to the number of two
hundred and thirty-seven set sail from the noble
city of Seville, amid the firing of artillery and came
to the end of the river Guadalcavir (Guadalquivir).
We stopped near the Cape St. Vinconet to make
further provisions for the voyage.
We went to hear mass on shore. There the Cap-
tain commanded that all the men should confess
before going any further.
"On Tuesday, September 20th, we set sail from
:St. Lucar.
"We came to Canaria (Canaries)."
This account repeats in a different way a part
of the facts we have given.

The number was larger, about 270.


Here the young Italian relates his first story,
which is substantially as follows:

"Among the isles of the Canaria there is one
which is very wonderful. There is not to be found
a single drop of water which flows from any fountain
or river.
But in this rainless land at the hour of mid-
day, every day, there descends a cloud from the sky
which envelops a large tree which grows on this
The cloud falls upon the leaves of the tree, when
a great abundance of water distills from the leaves.
The tree flows, and soon at the foot of it there
gathers a fountain.
"The people of the island come to drink of the
water. The animals and the birds refresh them-
selves there."
The story is true so far as relates to the fountain
tree. But that a cloud comes down from Heaven
at midday to refresh it, is not an exact statement
of the manner in which this tree furnishes water to
the sterile island. The young Italian writer describes
the tree as he saw it, and as it seemed to be. The tree
that supplies water as from a natural fountain may
still be found.
With such a tree to begin his researches on the sea,
Pigafetta must have been impatient to proceed along


the marvelous ocean way. All the world was to him
as he saw it; he seldom stopped to inquire if appear-
ances were true.
With men like Del Cano on board, who had ears
for a marvelous story, his life in the early part of
the voyage must have been a very happy one.
Wonder followed wonder..
Monday, the 3d of October," says the interest-
ing Italian, "we set sail making the course auster,
which the Levantine mariners call siroc (southeast)
entering into the ocean sea. We passed Cape Verde
and navigated by the coast of Guinea of Ethiopia,
where there is a mountain called Sierra Leona. A
rain fell, and the storm lasted sixty days."
They came to waters full of sharks, which had
terrible teeth, and which ate all the people whom
they found in the sea, alive or dead. These were
caught by a hook of iron.

Here good St. Anseline met the ships; in the
fancy of the mariners of the time, this airy saint
appeared to favored ships in the night, and fair
weather always followed the saintly apparition. He
came in a robe of fire, and stood and shone on the
top of the high masts or on the spars. The sailors
hailed him with joy, as one sent from Heaven.
Happy was the ship on the tropic sea upon whose
rigging the form of good St. Anseline appeared in


the night, and especially in the night of cloud and
To the joy of all the ships good St. Anseline came
down one night to the fleet of Magellan. The poeti-
cal Italian tells the story in this way:
During these storms, the body of St. Anseline
appeared to us several times.
One night among others he came when it was
very dark on account of bad weather. He came in
the form of a fire lighted at the summit of the main
mast, and remained there near two hours and a half.
This comforted us greatly, for we were in tears,
looking for the hour when we should perish.
When the holy light was going away from us
it shed forth so great a brilliancy in our eyes that
we were like people blinded for near a quarter of an
hour. We called out for mercy.
"Nobody expected to escape from the storm.
"It is to be noted that all and as many times as
the light which represents St. Anseline shows itself
upon a vessel which is in a storm at sea, that vessel
never is lost.
As soon as this light had departed the sea grew
calmer and the wings of divers kinds of birds ap-
Beneficent St. Anseline who manifested his pres-
ence by illuminations in the mast and spars in
equatorial waters! The beautiful illusion has long
been explained and dispelled. It is but an electric


fire at the end of atmospheric disturbances. But
it is usually a correct prophecy of fair skies and
smooth seas. It is now called St. Elmo's Fire.
If ever there was an expedition that the saint of
the mariners might favor it would seem to be this.
One can almost envy the pious Italian his imagi-
nation in the clearing tropic night.
His next wonders were the sea birds, of which
there were flocks and clouds, and with them ap-
peared flying fish.
The ships were now off the coasts of Brazil and
stopped at Verzim.
The people of the Brazilian Verzim were accus-
tomed to paint themselves "by fire." We do not
clearly understand how this painting "by fire" was
done. The art of scorching has perished with them.
But besides these indelible marks, the men had three
holes in their lower lips, and hung in them, after the
manner of earrings, small round ornamental stones,
about a finger in length. The men did not shave,
for they plucked out their beard.
Their only clothing was a circle of parrot
feathers. How :r ,-,;'i1,, gay they must have looked!
And yet such customs were hardly more ridiculous
than those of later times, and more civilized coun-
tries-earrings, beauty patches, plume, and snuff-
It was the land of parrots. The most beautiful
and intelligent parrots still come from Brazil. Co-


lumbus saw parrots in clouds over the islands of
the Antilles.
Parrots were not expensive in these equatorial
forests at this time. "The natives," says Pigafetta,
Give eight or ten parrots for a looking glass," and
as a looking glass would multiply the picture of par-
rots indefinitely the Verzimans must have thought
the exchange a marvelous bargain.
If Brazilian parrots were cheap and so charming
as likely to become an embarrassment of riches, so
were the little cat monkeys which delighted the men.
These little creatures, which looked like miniature
lions, still delight the visitors to the coast of Brazil,
but they shiver up when brought to the northern
atmospheres and piteously cry for the home lands
of the sun again.
Very curious birds began to excite the surprise of
the voyagers, among such as had a "beak like a
spoon," and no tongue."
The markets of the new land displayed another
commodity far more surprising than birds or ani-
mals, young slaves, which were offered for sale by
their own families. So a family who had many chil-
dren was rich. It cost a hatchet to buy one of these,
and for a hatchet and a knife one might buy two.
The people made bread of the marrow of trees,"
and carried victuals in baskets on their heads.
Masses were said for the crews on shore, and the
natives knelt down with the men.


The people were so pleased with their visitors
that they built a common house for them.
A pleasing illusion had made the sailors most
welcome here.
It had not rained in Verzim for two months
when the expedition landed. The people were look-
ing to the heavens for mercy day by day. But the
copper sun rose as often in a clear sky.
At last Magellan's sails appeared in the burn-
ing air. The sight of the sails was followed by that
of clouds.
The people thought that the fleet had brought
the clouds with them.
"They come from Heaven," said they of the ad-
So when they were exhorted to accept Christian-
ity, they at once fell down before the uplifted crosses
and believed the teachings of the sea heroes who
could command the clouds and bring rain to the
parched land.
They thought the ships were gods and the small
boats the children of such beings, and when the
latter approached the ships they imagined that they
were children come home to their fathers or
The ships remained in this delightful country of
Verzim thirteen weeks. Pigafetta and Del Cano
must have thought that life here was ideal. What
scenes would follow?



OTHER things were there on the wonderful Bra-
zilian coast. There the mariners traded in them
and were refreshed with a delicious fruit, called
They came to the knowledge here of a nutritious
ground fruit called battate. "This," says our
Italian, "has the taste of a chestnut and is the
length of a shuttle." These ground fruits were
The people here seem to have been very liberal in
They would give six fowls for a knife-well they
might do so, as they used stone implements.
They gave two geese for a comb-here they were
both generous and wise.
They gave as great a quantity of fish as ten men
could eat for a pair of scissors.
And for a bell, they gave a whole basket full of
potatoes (battate).
Marvelous indeed as was this same country of


Verzim, it also abounded in the conditions and at-
mospheres of long life.
Some of these people," says our Italian chroni-
cler, live to be a hundred or a hundred and twenty,
or a hundred and forty or more. They wear little
Which speaks well for pineapples, potatoes, and
easy dress.
"They sleep on cotton nets, which are fastened
on large timbers, and stretch from one end of the
house to another."
It is good to sleep in ample ventilation. We do
not wonder that many of the people passed a hun-
dred years.
The boats of these people were as simple as their
open houses.
These are not made with iron instruments, for
there are none, but with stones."
The canoes were dug out of one long tree-some
giant growth of the forest which would convey from
thirty to forty men. The paddles for these canoes
resembled shovels. The rowers were usually black
The people ate human flesh, but only at feasts of
triumph. They then served up their enemies.
Pigafetta draws the following grewsome picture:
"They do not eat up the whole body of a man
whom they take prisoner; they eat him bit by bit,
and for fear that he should be spoiled, they cut him


up into pieces, which they set to dry before the
chimney. They eat this day by day, so as to keep in
mind the memory of their enemy."
This was indeed the sweet food of revenge, and
as barbarous as it seems, the spirit of revenge secret-
ly cherished is hardly less unworthy when it finds
expression in words that are bitter, if not carnal.
The region abounded with bright birds, yet with
all these delights, and pineapples and potatoes,
there fell great rains. So there were shadows in
the sunlands.
We can fancy Pigafetta relating his discoveries
on the shore to a susceptible spirit, like Del Cano,
and writing an account of them day by day in his
immortal journal.
These strange adventures by sea and on land
which so greatly interested the Italian Knight Piga-
fetta, our historian, do not seem to have greatly
impressed the mind of Magellan. The lands had
been sighted before. His whole soul was bent on
one purpose-not on rediscovery, but on discovery.
He was sailing now where other keels had been. It
was his purpose to find new ways for the world to
follow over unknown seas. His heart could find no
full satisfaction but in water courses that sails had
never swept; a new way to the Moluccas that no
ship had ever broken.
Notwithstanding the friendly spirit and liberal
patronage of the Emperor, he still stood against the


world. He represented a cast-out name. His own
countrymen, on his own ships in the long delays on
the voyage to unknown seas, were plotting against
Let us recall in fancy a night scene as the ships
lay on the waters of the meridional world. Magellan
sits alone in one of the castles of the ship and looks
out on the phosphorescent sea. The stars above
him shine in a clear splendor, and are reflected in
the sea. The sky seems to be in the waters; the
waters are a mirror of the sky. Among the clear
stars the Southern Cross, always vivid, here rises
high. Magellan lifts to it his eye, and feels the re-
ligious inspiration of the suggestion. He is a son
of the Church, and he holds that all discoveries are
to be made for the glory of the Cross.
On the distant shores palms rise in armies in
the dusky air. The shores are silent. When arose
the tall people that inhabited them?
Magellan dreams: he wonders at himself, at his
inward commission; at his cast-out name and great
One of his trusty friends comes to him; he is a
Spaniard and his disquieting words break the seren-
ity of the scene.
"Captain General, it hurts my soul to say it,
but there is disloyalty on the ships-it is every-
I seem to feel the atmospheres of it," said Ma-


gellan. Why should it be? The sea and the sky
promise us success. Who are disloyal?"
"Captain General, they are your own country-
"And why do they plot treason under the Cross
of discovery? "
Captain General, if the ocean open new ways
before you, and you should achieve all of which you
dream, they will have little share in the glory; you
are facing stormy waters and perils unknown, not
for Portugal, but for Spain."
"Not for Spain alone, nor for Portugal, but for
the glory of the Cross, and the good of all the world.
A divine will leads me, and sustains me, and directs
me. I am not seeking gold or fame or any personal
advantage; my soul goes forth to reveal the wonders
and the benevolence of Providence to the heart of
the whole world. I go alone, and feel the loneliness
of my lot. I left all that I had to make this expedi-
tion. It is my purpose to discover unknown seas.
Joy, rapture, and recompense would come to me,
beyond wealth or fame, could my eyes be the first
to see a new ocean world, and to carry back the
knowledge of it to all nations. What happiness
would it be to me to ride on uncharted tides! My
friend, you are loyal to me?"
"Captain General, I am loyal, and the Spanish
sailors are loyal; it is your own men who plot in
dark corners to bring your plans to naught."


In the shadow of one of the tall castles of another
ship sit a band of idle men. They are Portuguese.
One of them, who seems to lead the minds of the
others, is whittling, and after a long silence says:
We do not know where we are going, and
wherever we are going, we are Portuguese and are
slaves to Spain."
"Ay, ay," returned an old Portuguese sailor,
"and when we go back again, should that ever be,
the profit to us will be little at the India House."
Right," answered a number of voices, and one
ventured to say:
Magellan, after all, may be mad, like his old
companion, the astronomer. Both came from the
same place in Portugal."
Some of the officers had schemes of their own.
But the ships crept on and on, along the Brazilian
coast, where the flag of Spain and the farol guided
them in the track of the Admiral they followed.
Night after night the lantern of the flagship gleamed
in the air, moving toward cooler waters under the
Southern Cross.
And in Magellan's heart was a single purpose,
and he anticipated the joy of a great discovery, as
a revelation that would answer the prophetic light
that shone like a star in his own spiritual vision.
On, and on!



THE narrative of Pigafetta, the Knight of Rhodes,
has much curious lore in regard to giants. At a
place on the coast, formerly called Cape St. Mary,
the first of these giants appeared.
He was a leader of a tribe "who ate human
flesh." The lively Knight of Rhodes informs us
that this man, who towered above his fellows, had
a voice like a bull."
He came to one of the captains' ships and asked
-of course in sign language; for a man may have a
" voice like a bull" and yet fail to be understood in
cannibal tongues-if he might come on board the
ship and bring his fellows with him.
He left a quantity of goods on the shore. While
he was negotiating at the ships, his people on the
shore, who seem to have been unusually wise and
prudent, began to remove the stores of goods from
exposure to danger to a kind of castle at some dis-


The officers of the ships grew inpatient when
they saw the tempting goods being thus removed.
So they landed a hundred men to recover the goods,
which they seemed to have deemed theirs after the
" right of discovery."
The men began to run after the provident natives,
when they became greatly surprised. The natives
seemed to fly over the ground, and leave them behind
at a humiliating distance.
"They did more in one step than we could do at
a bound," says Pigafetta, Knight of Rhodes.
The giant people here showed that there was
need to approach them with caution. Some time
before, these "Canibali" had captured a Spanish
sea captain and sixty men, who had landed and pas-
tured inland to make discoveries. They ate them
all-a fearful feast!
Our voyagers probably had no desire to go too
far inland in view of such a warning; so they re-
turned and proceeded on their course toward the
antarctic pole.
They discovered two small islands, which had
more agreeable inhabitants than the land of Cape
St. Mary. "These islands," says our good Knight
Pigafetta, "were full of geese and goslings and sea
wolves." He adds: We loaded five ships with them
for an hour."
The Knight has also left us the following
curious picture of the birds, which must have


been very much surprised at being so rudely dis-
The geese are black, and have feathers all over
the body of the same size and shape; and they do not
fly but live on fish, and they were so fat that we
did not pluck them, but skinned them. They have
beaks like that of a crow.
"The sea wolves of these islands are of many
colors and of the size and thickness of a calf, and
have a head like a calf, and ears small and round.
They have teeth but no legs, but feet joining close
to the body, which resemble a human hand. They
have small nails to their feet, and skin between the
fingers like geese.
If these animals could run they would be very
bad and cruel, but they do not stir from the waters,
and swim and live upon fish."
This seems to be a very admirable description of
a sea wolf, O Knight of Rhodes!
A great storm came down upon the ships here.
But, marvelous to relate, the fiery body of good St.
Anselmo or Anseline appeared to us, and immedi-
ately the storm ceased."
The fleet sailed away again and came to Port St.
Julian, the true land of the giants, of which place our
Knight has some very interesting stories to tell.
The fleet entered the Port of St. Julian. It was
winter, and for a long time no human beings ap-


Suddenly one day a most extraordinary sight met
the eyes of some of the adventurers. Our Knight's
description of this being is very vivid. He says:
One day, without any one's expecting it, we saw
a giant who was on the shore of the sea, quite naked,

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The world according to the Ptolemy of 1548.

and was dancing and leaping and singing, and, while
singing, he put sand and dust on his head."
The Captain of one of the ships, who first saw this
extraordinary creature, said to one of the sailors:
"Go and meet him. He dances and sings as a
sign of friendship. You must do the same. Beckon
him to me."


The Captain himself was on a little island.
The scene that followed must have been comical
The giant.danced and sung and sprinkled his
head with sand. The sailor did the same, danced
and sang, and the two approached each other.
So the giant was made to think that he was
among friends. The sailor led him on to the island,
where he met the Captain.
But the lively giant now began to be afraid in
the presence of a new people. He seemed to wish
to ask them who they were and whence they came.
Then an answer to this question came to him. He
looked up to the sky and pointed upward with one
finger, saying by signs:
"Did you come down from Heaven? "
"He was so tall," says our descriptive Knight,
"that the tallest of us only came up to his waist."
He was probably hardly taller than many of his
race. Falkner, in his account of Patagonia (1774),
says that he saw men there seven feet and a half
Of this dancing giant our historian gives a fur-
ther description in lively and interesting colors:
He had a large face painted red all around, and
around his eyes were rings of yellow, and he had
two hearts painted on his cheeks. He had but little
hair on the top of his head, which was painted white.
When he was brought before the Captain, he

The dancing giant.


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had thrown over him the skin of a certain beast,
which skin was very carefully sewed."
The skin was that of a guanaco, a kind of llama.
Our historian thus describes the guanaco:
"This beast has its head and ears of the size of
a mule, and the neck and body of the fashion of a
camel, the legs of a deer, and the tail of a horse,
and it neighs like a horse. There are great num-
bers of these animals in the same place."
Patagonia is the land of these strange animals,
which are still found there, and are hunted by In-
dians who lie upon the ground with drawn bows.
The animal has great curiosity, and he draws near
this living snare and is killed. When tame he is an
interesting companion, but if angered he suddenly
emits a great quantity of offensive liquid from his
nose, like a half bucket of water, which he throws
upon the offender. He is the South American
This giant when he made himself ready to meet
the adventurers had shoes of leather or skins, and
carried a bow made of the gut of a beast" and a
bundle of cane arrows feathered, at the end of
which were small white stones.
"The Captain caused food and drink to be given
to him.
"Then the crew began to show him some of the
presents they had brought, among them a looking-


When the giant saw himself in the glass he was
filled with wonder. It was as though his own ghost
had appeared to him. There were men behind him
curious to see how he would be affected. He leaped
back with such force as to tumble them over. They
were but pigmies to him.
The Captain now gave the giant two bells, a mir-
ror, a comb, and beads, and sent him back to the
One of the giants of the country saw him com-
ing back, ran to the habitation of the giants, and
summoned the giant people to the shore to meet
him. They came, almost naked, leaping and sing-
ing, and pointing upward to Heaven. What a sight
it must have been!
The women were laden with goods. The sailors
beckoned them to the ships to trade.
Queerly enough, the women brought with them
a baby or little guanaco, which they led by a string.
Our historian learned that when these giants wished
to capture the old guanacos or camels they fastened
one of the little guanacos to a bush, and the old ones
came to the bush to play with it, and so became an
easy prey.
Six days afterward, our people going to cut
wood," writes the Knight, "saw another giant, who
raised his hands toward Heaven.
When the Captain General came to know of it,
he sent to fetch him with his ship's boat, and brought


him to one of the little islands in the port. This
giant was of a better disposition than the other, and
was a gracious and amiable person. He loved to
dance and leap. When he leaped, he caused the
earth to sink to a palm's depth at the place where
his feet touched."
The good giant remained for a time with the
adventurers. They gave him the name of John.
They learned him to pronounce the name of Jesus.
Say Pater Noster," said they.
Pater Noster," said the giant.
Say Ave Maria," said the men.
"Ave Maria," said the susceptible giant.
They made him presents when he went away,
among them some of the many tinkling bells.
We must capture some of these people," said
the Captain, and take them to Spain for wonders."
So the explorers began to study how to secure
some interesting specimens of these tall people, to
excite the wonder of the people of Spain.