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After the wretches see that the Padre’s life is far spent, 
they whip him with sticks, and bruise him with stones ! His 
last word is a prayer for his murderers ! Meantime one of 
them sees the boy who waited on the Padre, crying bitterly 
at the death of the good man, and says to him, “ Why do you 
cry 1 Go now, and tell the Padre what is doing in the ran- 
cherias!” Another adds scornfully, “ as he loved the Padre, 
it is but reasonable he should go and keep him company 
and taking him by the feet, they dash out his brains upon the 
floor and walls of the house, and cast him into the place 
where others are beating and stoning the cold body of the 
good old Carranco. 
The uproar of these infernal proceedings brings together 
Indians of all ages and sexes. Some are indignant at such 
inhumanity ; but dare not interpose to stop its progress. For 
among the murderers are some of the principal converts, 
even those who have been sent to escort Padre Tamaral from 
San Josef; the very men who joined the Padre in his morning 
devotions, are now sharing the rancor and fury of others 
against him. Some are heaping wood together to burn him; 
others are dragging his bloody and disfigured body, bristling 
with arrows, and still manifesting signs of life, toward the 
flaming pile! Here they strip him, not so much for the sake 
of his raiment, as to heap their execrable insults upon the 
naked body of him who dared to reprove their infamous 
bestialities! The shocking enormities practised upon his 
corpse, their revolting scurrility and lewdness while tramping, 
shouting, and jeering over his remains, must not be written. 
These, and all other parts of this terrible tragedy, show that the 
new doctrine of chastity and other Christian laws connected 
with the wedded state, particularly that which forbids a plural¬ 
ity of wives, are the chief causes of this malignity and murder ! 
And now, amid savage shouts, outrages and dancings, 
lasciviousness, shocking pollutions and execrations, they raise 
upon their shoulders the body of the venerable Lorenzo Car¬ 
ranco and his little servant, and tumble them together upon 
