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CHAPTER
VIII THE
OLDEST CITY IN SOUTH AMERICA Cuzco, the oldest
city in South
America, has changed
completely since Squier’s visit. In fact it has altered considerably
since my
own first impressions of it were published in “Across South America.”
To be
sure, there are still the evidences of antiquity to be seen on every
side; on
the other hand there are corresponding evidences of advancement.
Telephones,
electric lights, street cars, and the “movies” have come to stay. The
streets
are cleaner. If the modern traveler finds fault with some of the
conditions he
encounters he must remember that many of the achievements of the people
of
ancient Cuzco are not yet duplicated in his own country nor have they
ever been
equaled in any other part of the world. And modern Cuzco is steadily
progressing. The great square in front of the cathedral was completely
metamorphosed by Prefect Nunez in 1911; concrete walks and beds of
bright
flowers have replaced the market and the old cobblestone paving and
made the
plaza a favorite promenade of the citizens on pleasant evenings. The principal
market-place now
is the Plaza of San Francisco.
It is crowded with booths of every description. Nearly all of the
food-stuffs
and utensils used by the Indians may be bought here. Frequently
thronged with
Indians, buying and selling, arguing and jabbering, it affords,
particularly in
the early morning, a never-ending source of entertainment to one who is
fond of
the picturesque and interested in strange manners and customs. The retail merchants
of Cuzco
follow the very old
custom of congregating by classes. In one street are the dealers in
hats; in
another those who sell coca. The dressmakers and
tailors are nearly all
in one long arcade in a score or more of dark little shops. Their light
seems
to come entirely from the front door. The occupants are operators of
American
sewing-machines who not only make clothing to order, but always have on
hand a
large assortment of standard sizes and patterns. In another arcade are
the
shops of those who specialize in everything which appeals to the eye
and the
pocketbook of the arriero: richly decorated
halters, which are intended
to avert the Evil Eye from his best mules; leather knapsacks in which
to carry
his coca or other valuable articles; cloth cinches
and leather bridles;
raw-hide lassos, with which he is more likely to make a diamond hitch
than to
rope a mule; flutes to while away the weary hours of his journey, and
candles
to be burned before his patron saint as he starts for some distant
village; in
a word, all the paraphernalia of his profession. MAP OF PERU AND VIEW OF CUZCO From the "Speculum Orbis Terrarum," Antwerp, 1578 In order to learn
more about
the picturesque
Quichuas who throng the streets of Cuzco it was felt to be important to
secure
anthropometric measurements of a hundred Indians. Accordingly, Surgeon
Nelson
set up a laboratory in the Hotel Central. His subjects were the
unwilling
victims of friendly gendarmes who went
out into the streets with orders to bring for examination
only pure-blooded Quichuas. Most of the Indians showed no resentment
and were
in the end pleased and surprised to find themselves the recipients of a
small
silver coin as compensation for loss of time. One might have
supposed that a
large proportion of
Dr. Nelson’s subjects would have claimed Cuzco as their native place,
but this
was not the case. Actually fewer Indians came from the city itself than
from
relatively small towns like Anta, Huaracondo, and Maras. This may have
been due
to a number of causes. In the first place, the gendarmes
may have preferred to arrest strangers from distant
villages, who would submit more willingly. Secondly, the city folk were
presumably more likely to be in their shops attending to their business
or
watching their wares in the plaza, an occupation which the gendarmes could not interrupt. On the other
hand it is also probably true that the residents of Cuzco are of more
mixed
descent than those of remote villages, where even to-day one cannot
find more
than two or three individuals who speak Spanish. Furthermore, the
attention of
the gendarmes might have been
drawn
more easily to the quaintly caprisoned Indians temporarily in from the
country,
where city fashions do not prevail, than to those who through long
residence in
the city had learned to adopt a costume more in accordance with
European
notions. In 1870, according to Squier, seven eighths of the population
of Cuzco
were still pure Indian.
Even to-day a
large proportion of the individuals whom one sees in the streets
appears to be
of pure aboriginal ancestry. Of these we found that many are visitors
from
outlying villages. Cuzco is the Mecca of the most densely populated
part of the
Andes. Probably a large part
of its
citizens are of mixed
Spanish and Quichua ancestry. The Spanish conquistadores
did not bring European women with them. Nearly all took
native wives. The Spanish race is composed of such an extraordinary
mixture of
peoples from Europe and northern Africa, Celts, Iberians, Romans, and
Goths, as
well as Carthaginians, Berbers, and Moors, that the Hispanic peoples
have far
less antipathy toward intermarriage with the American race than have
the
Anglo-Saxons and Teutons of northern Europe. Consequently, there has
gone on
for centuries intermarriage of Spaniards and Indians with results which
are
difficult to determine. Some writers have said there were once 200,000
people
in Cuzco. With primitive methods of transportation it would be very
difficult
to feed so many. Furthermore, in 1559, there were, according to
Montesinos,
only 20,000 Indians in Cuzco. One of the charms of
Cuzco is
the juxtaposition of
old and new. Street cars clanging over steel rails carry crowds of
well-dressed
Cuzcenos past Inca walls to greet their friends at the railroad
station. The
driver is scarcely able by the most vigorous application of his brakes
to
prevent his mules from crashing into a compact herd of quiet,
supercilious
llamas sedately engaged in bringing small sacks of potatoes to the
Cuzco
market. The modern convent of La Merced is built of stones taken from
ancient
Inca structures. Fastened to ashlars which left the Inca stonemason’s
hands six
or seven centuries ago, one sees a bill-board advertising Cuzco’s
largest moving-picture
theater. On the 2d of July, 1915, the performance was for the benefit
of the
Belgian Red Cross! Gazing in awe at this sign were Indian boys from
some remote
Andean village where the custom is to wear ponchos with broad fringes,
brightly
colored, and knitted caps richly decorated with tasseled tops and
elaborate
ear-tabs, a costume whose design shows no trace of European influence.
Side by
side with these picturesque visitors was a barefooted Cuzco urchin clad
in a
striped jersey, cloth cap, coat, and pants of English pattern. One sees electric
light wires
fastened to the walls
of houses built four hundred years ago by the Spanish conquerors, walls
which
themselves rest on massive stone foundations laid by Inca masons
centuries
before the conquest. In one place telephone wires intercept one’s view
of the
beautiful stone façade of an old Jesuit Church, now part of the
University of
Cuzco. It is built of reddish basalt from the quarries of Huaccoto,
near the
twin peaks of Mt. Picol. Professor Gregory says that this Huaccoto
basalt has a
softness and uniformity of texture which renders it peculiarly suitable
for
that elaborately carved stonework which was so greatly desired by
ecclesiastical architects of the sixteenth century. As compared with
the dense
diorite which was extensively used by the Incas, the basalt weathers
far more
rapidly. The rich red color of the weathered portions gives to the
Jesuit
Church an atmosphere of extreme age. The courtyard of the University,
whose
arcades echoed to the feet of learned Jesuit teachers long before Yale
was
founded, has recently been paved with concrete, transformed into a
tennis
court, and now echoes to the shouts of students to whom Dr. Giesecke,
the
successful president, is teaching the truth of the ancient axiom, “Mens sana in corpore sano.” TOWERS OF JESUIT CHURCH WITH CLOISTERS AND TENNIS COURT OF UNIVERSITY, CUZCO Modern Cuzco is a
city of about
20,000 people.
Although it is the political capital of the most important department
in
southern Peru, it had in 1911 only one hospital — a semi-public,
non-sectarian
organization on the west of the city, next door to the largest
cemetery. In
fact, so far away is it from everything else and so close to the
cemetery that
the funeral wreaths and the more prominent monuments are almost the
only
interesting things which the patients have to look at. The building has
large
courtyards and open colonnades, which would afford ideal conditions for
patients able to take advantage of open-air treatment. At the time of
Surgeon
Erving’s visit he found the patients were all kept in wards whose
windows were
small and practically always closed and shuttered, so that the
atmosphere was
close and the light insufficient. One could hardly imagine a stronger
contrast
than exists between such wards and those to which we are accustomed in
the
United States, where the maxi-mum of sunlight and fresh air is sought
and
patients are encouraged to sit out-of-doors, and even have their cots
on
porches. There was no resident physician. The utmost care was taken
throughout
the hospital to have everything as dark as possible, thus conforming to
the
ancient mountain traditions regarding the evil effects of sunlight and
fresh
air. Needless to say, the hospital has a high mortality and a very poor
local
reputation; yet it is the only hospital in the Department. Outside of
Cuzco, in
all the towns we visited, there was no provision for caring for the
sick except
in their own homes. In the larger places there are shops where sonic of
the
more common drugs may be obtained, but in the great majority of towns
and
villages no modern medicines can be purchased. No wonder President Giesecke, of the
University, is urging his
students to play football and tennis. On the slopes of the
hill which
overshadows the
University are the interesting terraces of Colcampata. Here, in 1571,
lived
Carlos Inca, a cousin of Inca Titu Cusi, one of the native rulers who
succeeded
in maintaining a precarious existence in the wilds of the Cordillera
Uilcapampa
after the Spanish Conquest. In the gardens of Colcampata is still
preserved one
of the most exquisite bits of Inca stonework to be seen in Peru. One
wonders
whether it is all that is left of a fine palace, or whether it
represents the
last efforts of a dying dynasty to erect a suitable residence for Titu
Cusi’s
cousin. It is carefully preserved by Don Cesare Lomellini, the leading
business
man of Cuzco, a merchant prince of Italian origin, who is at once a
banker, an
exporter of hides and other country produce, and an importer of
merchandise of
every description, including pencils and sugar mills, lumber and hats,
candy
and hardware. He is also an amateur of Spanish colonial furniture as
well as of
the beautiful pottery of the Incas. Furthermore, he has always found
time to
turn aside from the pressing cares of his large business to assist our
expeditions. He has frequently brought us in touch with the owners of
country
estates, or given us letters of introduction, so that our paths were
made easy.
He has provided us with storerooms for our equipment, assisted us in
procuring
trustworthy muleteers, seen to it that we were not swindled in local
purchases
of mules and pack saddles, given us invaluable advice in over-coming
difficulties, and, in a word, placed himself wholly at our disposal,
just as
though we were his most desirable and best-paying clients. As a matter
of fact,
he never was willing to receive any compensation for the many favors he
showed
us. So important a factor was he in the success of our expeditions that
he
deserves to be gratefully remembered by all friends of exploration. Above his country
house at
Colcampata is the hill of
Sacsahuaman. It is possible to scramble up — its face, but only by
making more
exertion than is desirable at this altitude, 11,900 feet. The easiest
way to
reach the famous “fortress” is by following the course of the little
Tullumayu,
“Feeble Stream,” the easternmost of the three canalized streams which
divide
Cuzco into four parts. On its banks one first passes a tannery and
then, a
short distance up a steep gorge, the remains of an old mill. The stone
flume
and the adjoining ruins are commonly ascribed by the people of Cuzco
to-day to
the Incas, but do not look to me like Inca stonework. Since the Incas
did not
understand the mechanical principle of the wheel, it is hardly likely
that they
would have known how to make any use of water power. Finally, careful
examination of the flume discloses the presence of lead cement, a
substance
unknown in Inca masonry. A little farther up
the stream
one passes through a
massive megalithic gateway and finds one’s self in the presence of the
astounding gray-blue Cyclopean walls of Sacsahuaman
described in “Across South America.” Here the
ancient builders
constructed three great terraces, which extend one above another for a
third of
a mile across the hill between two deep gulches. The lowest terrace of
the
“fortress” is faced with colossal boulders, many of which weigh ten
tons and
some weigh more than twenty tons, yet all are fitted together with the
utmost
precision. I have visited Sacsahuaman repeatedly. Each time it
invariably overwhelms
and astounds. To a superstitious Indian who sees these walls for the
first
time, they must seem to have been built by gods. About a mile
northeast of
Sacsahuaman are several
small artificial hills, partly covered with vegetation, which seem to
be composed
entirely of gray-blue rock chips — chips from the great limestone
blocks
quarried here for the “fortress” and later conveyed with the utmost
pains down
to Sacsahuaman. They represent the labor of countless thou-sands of
quarrymen.
Even in modern times, with steam drills, explosives, steel tools, and
light
railways, these hills would be noteworthy, but when one pauses to
consider that
none of these mechanical devices were known to the ancient stone-masons
and
that these mountains of stone chips were made with stone tools and were
all
carried from the quarries by hand, it fairly staggers the imagination. The ruins of
Sacsahuaman
represent not only an
incredible amount of human labor, but also a very remarkable
governmental
organization. That thousands of people could have been spared from
agricultural
pursuits for so long a time as was necessary to extract the blocks from
the
quarries, hew them to the required shapes, transport them several miles
over
rough country, and bond them together in such an intricate manner,
means that
the leaders had the brains and ability to organize and arrange the
affairs of a
very large population. Such a folk could hardly have spent much time in
drilling or preparing for warfare. Their building operations required
infinite
pains, endless time, and devoted skill. Such qualities could hardly
have been
called forth, even by powerful monarchs, had not the results been
pleasing to
the great majority of their people, people who were primarily
agriculturists.
They had learned to avert hunger and famine by relying on carefully
built,
stone-faced terraces, which would prevent their fields being carried
off and
spread over the plains of the Amazon. It seems to me possible that
Sacsahuaman
was built in accordance with their desires to please their gods. Is it
not
reasonable to suppose that a people to whom stone-faced terraces meant
so much
in the way of life-giving food should have sometimes built massive
terraces of
Cyclopean character, like Sacsahuaman, as an offering to the deity who
first
taught them terrace construction? This seems to me a more likely object
for the
gigantic labor involved in the construction of Sacsahuaman than its
possible
usefulness as a fortress. Equally strong defense, against an enemy
attempting
to attack the hilltop back of Cuzco might have been constructed of
smaller
stones in an infinitely shorter time, with far less labor and pains. Such a display of the
power to
control the labor of
thousands of individuals and force them
to super-human efforts on an unproductive
undertaking, which in its
agricultural or strategic results was out of all proportion to the
obvious
cost, might have been caused by the supreme vanity of a great soldier.
On the
other hand, the ancient Peruvians were religious rather than warlike,
more
inclined to worship the sun than to fight great battles. Was
Sacsahuaman due to
the desire to please at whatever cost, the god that fructified the
crops which
grew on terraces? It is not surprising that the Spanish conquerors,
warriors
themselves and descendants of twenty generations of a fighting race,
accustomed
as they were to the salients of European fortresses, should have looked
upon
Sacsahuaman as a fortress. To them the military use of its bastions was
perfectly obvious. The value of its salients and reentrant angles was
not
likely to be overlooked,
for it had
been only recently acquired by their crusading ancestors. The height
and
strength of its powerful walls enabled it to be of the greatest service
to the
soldiers of that day. They saw that it was virtually impregnable for
any
artillery with which they were familiar. In fact, in the wars of the
Incas and
those which followed Pizarro’s entry into Cuzco, Sacsahuaman was
repeatedly
used as a fortress. So it probably never
occurred
to the Spaniards that
the Peruvians, who knew nothing of explosive powder or the use of
artillery,
did not construct Sacsahuaman in order to withstand such a siege as the
fortresses of Europe were only too familiar with. So natural did it
seem to the
first Europeans who saw it to regard it as a fortress that it has
seldom been
thought of in any other way. The fact that the sacred city of Cuzco was
more
likely to be attacked by invaders coming up the valley, or even over
the gentle
slopes from the west, or through the pass from the north which for
centuries
has been used as part of the main highway of the central Andes, never
seems to
have troubled writers who regarded Sacsahuaman essentially as a
fortress. It
may be that Sacsahuaman was once used as a place where the votaries of
the sun
gathered at the end of the rainy season to celebrate the vernal
equinox, and at
the summer solstice to pray for the sun’s return from his “farthest
north.” In
any case I believe that the enormous cost of its construction shows
that it was
probably intended for religious rather than military purposes. It is
more
likely to have been an ancient shrine than a mighty fortress. It now becomes
necessary, in
order to explain my
explorations north of Cuzco, to ask the reader’s attention to a brief
account
of the last four Incas who ruled over any part of Peru. |