“The first settlement that was made in this valley,” continued my uncle the Ynca, “was on the hill called Huanacauti, to the south of this city. It was here that the sceptre of gold buried itself in the ground with great ease, and it was never seen more. Then our Ynca said to his wife and sister:—‘Our Father the Sun orders that we settle in this valley to fulfil his wishes. It is therefore right, O queen and sister, that each of us should gather these people together, to instruct them and to do the good which has been ordered by our Father the Sun.’ Our first rulers set out from the hill of Huanacauti, in different directions, to call the people together, and as this is the first place we know of which they pressed with their feet, we have built a temple there, as is notorious, wherein to worship our Father the Sun, in memory of this act of benevolence which He performed for the world. The prince went northwards, and the princess to the south, speaking to all the people they met in the wilderness, and telling them how their Father the Sun had sent them from Heaven, to be the rulers and benefactors of the inhabitants of all that land, delivering them from their wild lives, and teaching them how to live like men; and how, in pursuance of the commands of their Father the Sun, they had come to bring the people out of the forests and deserts, to live in villages, and to eat the food of men, and not of wild bests.