[Overland by John William De Forest]@TWC D-Link bookOverland CHAPTER XIII 7/16
The Moquis seemed to urge it; so at least they were understood. Within a couple of hours after the halt a procession of the feebler folk commenced climbing the bluff, accompanied by a crowd of the hospitable Indians.
The winding and difficult path swarmed for a quarter of a mile with people in the gayest of blankets, some ascending with the strangers and some coming down to greet them. "I should think we were going up to the Temple of the Sun to be sacrified," said Clara, who had also read Prescott. "To be worshipped," ventured Thurstane, giving her a look which made her blush, the boldest look that he had yet ventured. The terraces, as we have stated, were faced with partially dressed stone. They were in many places quite broad, and were cultivated everywhere with admirable care, presenting long green lines of corn fields or of peach orchards.
Half-way up the ascent was a platform of more than ordinary spaciousness which contained a large reservoir, built of chipped stone strongly cemented, and brimming with limpid water.
From this cistern large earthen pipes led off in various directions to irrigate the terraces below. "It seems to me that we are discovering America," exclaimed Aunt Maria, her face scarlet with exercise and enthusiasm. Presently she asked, in full faith that she was approaching a metropolis, "What is the name of the city ?" "This must be Tegua," replied Thurstane.
"Tegua is the most eastern of the Moqui pueblos.
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