The Bandolero; Or, A Marriage among the MountainsReid, Mayne
History
The Bandolero; Or, A Marriage among the Mountains
Reid, Mayne
Mexico -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
He himself became engaged upon some charts--no doubt covered with "grand
strategic plans:" for although we were in the enemy's capital, it was
not certain that our campaign had come to a close, and more fighting
might be before us.
Left free to take my own course, I motioned the Mexican to a seat.
He declined it on the score of haste; and standing, I went on with his
confession.
"How did it happen? When? Where?" was the series of questions I
addressed to him in continuation.
"On the road, senor--as we came from La Puebla."
"From Puebla!" The words startled me into a strange interest.
"Si, senor; but much nearer to this city. It occurred within sight of
it, I may say--this side Rio Frio, and not far from the _venta_ of
Cordova."
"You were travelling?"
"We were travelling--myself, my two daughters, and our family confessor,
the good Padre Cornaga."
"In your carriage?"
"No, senor; in the _diligencia_. We were stopped by a band of
_ladrones_, all wearing crape over their faces."
"Well?"
"They ordered us out of the coach. Then to lie flat along the ground--
with a threat, that if we looked up till they gave the word, we should
be shot without ceremony."
"You obeyed, I presume?"
"_Carrai, senor_! Why need you ask the question? Not to do so would
have been certain death; and, of course, I did as the _ladrones_
commanded. My daughters, I am happy to think, were spared the
indignity. But what matters it, since they were carried off?"
"Whither?"
"_A los montes_!" "_Ay de mi_! Holy Virgin, protect them!"
"It is to be hoped she will. But why, may I ask, did you risk
travelling in the _diligencia_ between this place and Puebla? You had
no escort, I take it; and must have known that the road is unsafe?"
"True, cavallero, we had no escort. It was very imprudent on my part,
but I trusted to the counsels of our confessor--_un hombre muy sabio_--
who believed there was no danger. The good _padre_ assured us the roads
were safe--made so by you valiant _Americanos_--that there was not a
robber to be encountered between Puebla and the capital. Even then I
might not have listened to him, but that I had a good reason for coming
hither with my daughters; and as they--neither of them--were at all
afraid, but rather inclined to it, I ventured to travel by _diligencia_.
Alas! too easily did I yield consent to their wishes--as I have now
reason to know. _Dios de mi alma_! Despoiled of my children! Robbed!
Ruined!"
"I presume you had money upon your person, as well as these other
valuables?"
I pointed to the chain and seals hanging from the watch-pocket of the
petitioner. "They left you these! How do you account for it?"
"_Ay Dios, cavallero_! That is the strangest thing of all. I had both
money--gold money--and this watch. It is one of considerable value, as
you may judge for yourself."
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