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
was indeed a sickening sight. The loaves that remained, and the floor of
the cart, were covered with blood. I took a note of all the gruesome
details, and then we got the body out of the cart, and laid it on a heap
of sheepskins inside the galpon, and covered it over with a white sheet.
When I first saw it the body was quite cold, and probably the poor man
had already been dead for more than two or three hours, for already the
arms and legs had begun to get slightly stiff. By the time all this was
done, it was getting dusk. The sun had already set, so I postponed
sending down to the Swiss Colony to convey the sad news until early the
following morning.
Soon after sunrise Justiniano started, and I told him to call at La
Concordia on his way back, and tell Don Frederico what had happened.
About ten o'clock two men arrived, who took away the cart and the
remains. I made out a written statement of the whole affair, so far as
we knew about it, and were concerned in it. This I signed and dated, and
got Bent to witness. I then gave it to one of the two men, who turned
out to be a relation of the "finado," or deceased. In the afternoon I
rode down to Marmasola's puesto. He had just returned from Solarez's
pulperia on the other side of the pass. He told me he had heard that a
large division of the Colorado army, with infantry and artillery, was
coming up to turn the Blancos out of the province of Colonia, and that
there was pretty sure to be a battle very shortly. Hearing this, I rode
on to La Concordia to acquaint Don Frederico, who said it was just about
what he expected, and we had better be on the alert, and keep a sharp
look-out. I then went back to the Cerro, and we got the "tamberos" up on
to their "rodeo," and I saw the southdowns safely shut in, and by the
time I had unsaddled and put the "rosillo" into the stable, it was
already sundown. Next morning we were all early on the move. We
carefully shut all the doors and entrances to the galpon, and so far as
we could made all fast. We looked to our firearms, and had our long
ladder which reached to the roof of the house, carefully concealed in
the galpon, so that no one could get up there from outside; in fact, we
prepared everything to make as good a defence as we could in the event
of our being attacked.
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