Chiapa Chocolate
"Has he seen a doctor?"
"Physicians have been sent for."
For eight days the good old prelate lingered in great suffering.
"Tell me," he asked very feebly; "tell me truly, what is my complaint?"
"Your Holiness has been poisoned," replied the physician.
The bishop turned his face to the wall. Some one whispered that he was dead, when he had been thus for some while. The dying man turned his face round, and said:
"Hush! I am praying for my poor sheep! May God pardon them." Then, after a pause: "I forgive them for having caused my death, most heartily. Poor sheep!"
And he died.
Since then there has been a proverb prevalent in Mexico: "Beware of tasting Chiapa chocolate."
Gage, the Dominican, did not remain long in Chiapa after the death of his patron: he seldom touched chocolate in that town unless quite certain of the friendship of those who offered it to him; and when he did leave, it was from fear of a fate like the bishop's,—he having incurred the anger of some of the ladies.
The cathedral presented the same scene as before; the prelate had laboured in vain, and chocolate was copiously drunk at his funeral.
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