Besides Juan Lepe, we now possessed three physicians.

They were skillful, they labored hard, we all labored.

Men died of the malady, but no great number.

But now among the idle of mind and soul and the factious arose the eternal murmur.

Not heaven but hell, these new lands! Not wealth and happy ease, but poverty and miserable toil! Not forever new spectacle and greedy wonder, but tiresome river, forest and sea, tiresome blue heaven, tiresome delving and building, tiresome rules, restrictions, commandments, yeas and nays! Parties arose, two main parties, and within each lesser differings.
The Viceroy stiffly withstood the party that was not his, and upon some slur and insolence took from a man his office.