“Black birds tend to like shiny things.” ~ The Bloody Raven
Mexico is the largest producer of Silver in the world topping at 6,300 Metric tons in 2019 followed by Peru at 3,800 Metric tons also in 2019 and China following close at 3,600 metric tons.
Now, I do not dabble much in the Resource company markets much, but I’ve been following a few reliable Precious Metals producers with good track records until I am ready to do so. One is called First Majestic Silver Corp, a primary Silver producer with three self sustaining operations in Mexico and holding interests in a variety of other operations, properties, and reserves in and outside the country.
Today's Mexican Silver Coin
1978 Mexico 100 Pesos Silver coin :Jose Morelos
Sister Teresa D’Mordecai: A Kiss Goodbye – Part 13
From Part 12.
Josè turned back to Teresa, “Please don’t, my beloved Teresa…I.”
With his back turned Eva raced around the General and sprayed a concealed vial of Holy Water across Teresa’s face before Josè could fully restrain her, Eva shouted as loud as she could, "Per dei nomine ego Misit vos de!”
Teresa convulses back violently onto her bed.
José wrests the vial from Eva’s grip before she could do any further damage.
Undeterred, Eva pulls off the lower extremity of her St. Horace revealing a hidden dagger blade, “Die Monster!”
Teresa’s mind was clearing.
Her body restrained only momentarily in a gentle manner as if the ghostly deity considered of her fragile condition.
Carmen the Creole Nun gasps as Argénta lifts her pistol at the melee uncertain of which target either the General, the Mother Superior or even Sister Teresa.
With the return of her senses came that odd familiar feeling of assurance.
Clarity of thought.
Centuries of combat skill were set aside, rather than act on the Fight or Flight reaction. Her heart calmed and watched as he rabid senior nun lifted the St. Horace blade above her chest.
Perhaps it is time to live another existence than to continue living this tired one.
Teresa closed her tired eyes, “This is going to hurt.”
1978 Mexico 100 Pesos Silver coin :Jose Morelos
A startling bang filled the room.
A bullet splinters into the old wooden headboard.
The blade shatters raining its ornate remains all over Teresa.
The Mother Superior screeched and recoils into José clutching her injured hand in pain.
Stopping in his tracks Josè wiped at the hot sting across his cheek. The bullet just grazed his face. He turns to look wide eyed towards the French Nun, a half step more would have been fatal.
The smoke clears with Argénta still holding up her spent pistol. Her pistol began to tremble before slowly lowering it.
The French nun's regretful eyes could only be a small indication of the difficult decision she had just made. "Je suis desoleè mon Meré Superior, I cannot let you commit murder." Considering the Mother Superior’s whims, the French Nun’s place among the Sisterhood may be finished or out of the Church all together.
José hands the wounded Mother Superior to the Creole Nun for medical aid, “See to her wound.”
The Second Coin/Round
2004-2011 First Majestic 1 oz Silver Mayan Round
The web site is still active on this Promotional silver round produced by the First Majestic Corporation. I became familiar with this corporation round since the Vancouver Resource Convention a few years ago and they were selling these 1oz & 1/2oz rounds right out of their Kiosk.
Lt. Guadalupe and a pair of Patriot solders crammed through the chamber door to investigate the shot. Confused the Lieutenant surveyed the scene then looked at the General for an explanation.
“Everything is under control Lieutenant except…” José knelt by Teresa’s bedside. He carefully removed the small harmless piece of the blade embedded above her left eyebrow and brushed away the remains of the St. Horace off the bed. But he was disturbed by Teresa’s fatal expression of peace. “No, my love, it cannot be!” He clutched her right hand and kissed it. It felt cold again.
She looked away from his saddened eyes, and fixed them upon the bedside lamp flame, “It’s too late for me. I am done now that the Beast with in me is leaving. Without it I am but a mere mortal and my wound is now too great.”
Tears began to trickle from José’s eyes, “Please no, I can not…”
“Yes, you can José, I, I… wish things could be different but New Spain and your army needs you… do not turn your back on them.” Her right hand reached for his cheek with a weak caress. “Why you’re hurt.”
The General chuckled, “God willing I’d trade it for your chest wound if it were possible!”
“Your Brigida is a very blessed woman… You are alive by the grace of God so don’t let my sacrifice separate what God has destined you for.”
2004-2011 First Majestic 1 oz Silver Mayan Round
“What do you know about God you demon whore!” The malicious conduct of the Senior nun began to cast doubt on her state of mind on the faces of Ana and her Sisters, “I have done my duty! Die Teresa of the Demons!”
Teresa turned her face to her accuser, “I will not blame you for my death as St. Paul wrote and the as the Lord himself quoted in Scripture to do, I forgive you Sister Eva of St. Angélista.”
In the same malicious tone, the Senior Nun retorted, “Forgive me? I did God a favor and you should thank me!” She then glared at Sister Argénta, “As for you Argénta I will have you cast out of the Order!”
Teresa turns away and stares again at the lamp’s flame, “You have only killed the host and so it has decided to leave but it seeks a new host that is not of sound mind. It is looking at you Sister Eva. I wish this not on my enemies, but I advise you to flee to the sanctuary to pray to God before I die, and this demon may come seeking you.”
The Mother Superior suddenly stood silent.
Her face in sheer terror.
Screaming, she bolts through the chamber door knocking Ana over.
José turns back to Teresa, “Is that true?”
In a weak smile she replied, “Forgive me Father but I could not bear …her droning in my last …moments of life…” Theresa’s breathing slows, “…with you…”
He removes his head scarf wipes his eyes, steels himself and drew out his sacraments, “What is your last wish my dear Sister?”
Argénta felt her heart break watching Father Morelos perform the last rites for Sister Teresa. A strong and passionate priest, an excellent visionary leader who also a witness to much death now losing some of his composure. She cannot say she blame him. Argénta was now kicked out of the order, seems a steep price to pay for these two to have these last moments together. The irony of two Practicing representatives of the holy church decide to fall in love. An irreconcilable and tragic situation if she ever saw one.
Teresa’s voice was almost a whisper, her hand tries to reach up and touch his face one last time, her eyes stared upward in a blank expression. “I can’t see you …too well José.”
José chokes back his tears held her hand again and brushed her fingertips along his cheek to assure her, “I am here. What is your wish that I may grant?”
She took a moment for another breath, “Just one kiss …from you José ...my love.”
He wanted to hear that from her lips since her wounding at the cemetery, his emotions welled up almost beyond his control as tears poured down his cheeks. His heart had no time to curse their fate but try to serve as faithful as he could as Priest and lover.
He gently places her hands together on her belly and slipped her cross into her hands then added Father Hidalgo’s spare silver cross with it. Without the forthcoming of a miracle Father José Morelos cradles her head in between his hands, leans over her face and affectionately pressed his lips upon hers.
Teresa whispers, “There is no greater love …Goodbye my love …have courage…”
“…than for a man or woman give up their life for another.” Replied José.
At that moment she closed her weary eyes and drew her last breath.
Previous chapters of Sister Teresa D’Mordecai;
1933 Silver One Peso – Sister Teresa D’Mordecai, Part 1
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References
1. My own pictures shot with a Samsung SM-A530W
Sources
Investopedia: Top Silver Producing Countries
“Et lux in tenebris to serve laboro, sum sicarius” “I work in the shadows to serve the Light, I am an Assassin”
