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
rate, had seen the last of the Colorados, who he believed as a
Government were self-seeking and corrupt, and he felt sure if they were
allowed to continue in power, would bring certain ruin on the country.
We had some coffee and a cigar, and it was after two o'clock when I
saddled up the bay, and with many thanks for his kind hospitality,
started on my return journey. The old horse travelled back faster than
he had come, and I reached the Cerro somewhat earlier than I expected.
As the sun declined, it got quite cold, and I was glad to find a fire
lit in the gun-room stove to welcome me. Justiniano had got up the
"tamberos" on to their rodeo, and the southdowns were already shut up in
their yard, as I rode up to the house. "Napoleon" was delighted to see
me, and even "Brag" and "Bully" gave me a sort of welcome in their way.
I let go my horse, and wrote up the log-book, and so ended what had been
quite an agreeable day. I had the usual "para rodeo" on Saturday, which
was quite satisfactory, and I saw reason to think we were now getting
the cattle well in hand. This was important during time of revolution,
when we were likely to have fewer people to look after them. On the next
Tuesday morning, I had just got in from a turn round the puestos, when
the cart arrived to take away the hides and sheepskins. The Indians gave
the cartman some breakfast in the galpon, and we then counted and handed
over the hides and skins, for which the cartman gave me a receipt, while
I handed to him a certificate that we had sold them. He started for home
about one o'clock, taking with him the chestnut horse, which Senor
Gunther had lent me to ride home on. The cartman told me that "Carnival"
was all right, and seemed quite happy in his new quarters. The middle of
the following week Don Frederico returned to La Concordia. I rode down
to see him, and he said he could hardly believe he had been away nearly
a month. The fact was his family did not leave for England in the
steamer he intended, but waited for the next one, and he naturally
wished to see them safe, and as comfortable as might be on board. I told
him about old Robinson, and he said the arrangement we had made would do
quite well for the present, though later on he should want Vicente back
at La Concordia. Meanwhile, however, I could look about and see if I
could find a cook. The winter was now passing, and every now and again
we had two or three days when the sun would be quite warm, with every
sign of approaching spring. We saw but few soldiers, and they were only
passers-by, anxious to reach the end of their journey as soon as might
be, but we had every reason to believe a considerable movement of troops
would take place before very long. Early in August we had begun to see
symptoms of what is known as epidemia, or sickness among the cattle. At
first a single animal would be found in the camp dead, looking in good
condition, and from no apparent cause. Later two or three might be seen,
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