Blanco y Colorado: Old Days among the Gauchos of UruguayTetley, William C.
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Blanco y Colorado: Old Days among the Gauchos of Uruguay
Tetley, William C.
Uruguay -- Description and travel; Uruguay -- Social life and customs
After a few moments he came round, and told us he was coming in
from outside with a considerable sum of money on him. Suddenly three men
appeared, whom he took to be "matreros," or deserters, for they had no
device on their hats, although all were armed. They compelled him to
hand over all the money, his poncho, spurs, and silver-handled whip,
even to a large gold ring which he wore on the fourth finger of his
right hand. They threatened to cut his throat if he made any resistance,
and as it was he had a deep wound from a stab with a knife, just about
the middle of the forearm, inside and below the elbow of the bridle
hand. This had evidently bled profusely, and was even then bleeding, and
it was clear the poor man had lost a good deal of blood. He thought the
wound must have been made when one of them was taking the ring from his
finger. However, Bent and I managed to improvise a small tourniquet, and
so get pressure to bear, which easily controlled the bleeding. We then
bound up the arm with a cold water bandage, and made the man as
comfortable as we could. Correo made him some "bouillon," and when he
had taken this he soon sank off into a doze. About an hour and a half
later he woke up, feeling better, whereupon we readjusted the bandage
and enquired his name and address, and where his home was situate in the
Swiss Colony. I told him to make himself as comfortable as he could
during the night, and early in the morning I would send a messenger to
advise his friends what had happened, so that they could bring a light
cart to fetch him, for he was too weak to ride. I told Justiniano to tie
up a horse and start as soon after daylight as he could, taking at the
same time a note I wrote to Don Frederico, telling him what had
happened. This Justiniano could leave at La Concordia as he passed,
without really going out of his way. Meanwhile, old Juan said he would
keep an eye on the man during the early part of the night, and advise me
if anything went wrong. Bent and I then turned in, feeling pretty sure
that if the Swiss could get some sleep he would probably be better in
the morning. Fortunately, this turned out to be the case, although the
patient was still very weak. About ten o'clock a friend and a relation
arrived in a light covered cart, with a straw mattress and suitable
coverings. We carried the Swiss, and placed him carefully in the cart,
it was evident he had received altogether a great shock. I gave his
relative a written statement of what we saw; how we had found him; and
what we had done, so that if necessary it could be shewn to the police,
and I said I was prepared and willing to answer any further enquiries.
They soon made a start, and this little excitement was over. May was now
well advanced, and sheep-working among the flocks, which had been pretty
constant, was drawing to its close. One morning, towards the end of the
month, Bent and I rode down early to La Concordia, where the fine flock
was to be passed through the yards.
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