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
shearing, although neither of them were very efficient.
Work progressed as the days passed, and time went on, so that by the end
of the first week in December, we made a finish, and the gang of
shearers having received their money, at length took their departure. No
sooner was shearing over than we had to see about marking the calves.
This should have been done earlier, but perhaps owing to the same causes
which had produced the epidemia the cattle this spring had been in
rather poor condition, and the calves generally both younger and weaker
than usual. The third week in December began on a Wednesday, and Don
Frederico fixed that day for the marking. I went round to let our native
neighbours know, and asked them all to come and help. Fortunately, the
morning was fine, and we were all on the move at the Cerro even earlier
than usual. I rode a black horse with a white star and two white hind
feet. Pedrito was quite proud of himself, mounted on a small bay which
had been left tired by soldiers, but had now recovered. He was a good
rider, inherited no doubt from his Indian ancestry, and he never pulled
his horse's mouth about more than was necessary. As it happened,
although we were fewer horsemen than usual, the cattle came up well, and
we left them to go round and round on the rodeo while Don Frederico and
Jennings came up to the Cerro to have some coffee which Correo had ready
for us. I let go the black horse and saddled up the rosillo, and on
returning to the rodeo was pleased to find that several of our native
neighbours had arrived. With the aid of a point of tame cattle to lead
them, we got the herd shut up in the manga, and I felt relieved to
think that my responsibility was now over. Two large fires were lit, and
the brands heated, and then two of our native neighbours rode in among
the cattle to lasso and bring out the calves. And so the work
progressed, until about eleven o'clock a halt was made for breakfast.
Seeing we depended so much upon the help of our native neighbours, Don
Frederico said we had better regale them with what was known as "Carne
con cuiro," or beef roasted in the hide. So a young cow had been killed
and cut up in a much shorter time than the uninitiated would deem
possible, and two big roasts with the hide on them were already cooking
before the fires. This above everything is a delicacy the South American
native dearly loves, and Pedrito's face was a picture when he learnt
what was going to happen. Canya, farinha, salt, and yerba were served
out, and the company were all enjoying their repast when a horseman
appeared approaching, perhaps two hundred and fifty yards away. As he
got nearer I saw he was riding a colt, known as a "redamon," _i.e._,
only about half tamed, with a piece of hide tied round its lower jaw,
instead of a bit, and as he rode on towards us the animal, a beautiful
"rosillo," answering the slightest touch of the rider's hand on the
rein, he was indeed a sight to see.
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