The Purple Land: Being the Narrative of One Richard Lamb's Adventures in The Banda Orientál, in South America, as Told By HimselfHudson, W. H. (William Henry)
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The Purple Land: Being the Narrative of One Richard Lamb's Adventures in The Banda Orientál, in South America, as Told By Himself
Hudson, W. H. (William Henry)
Adventure stories; British -- Uruguay -- Fiction; Uruguay -- Fiction
I went out full of trouble and paced up and down in the orchard for two
or three hours, hoping that Dolores might come to me there, but I saw no
more of her that day. At dinner Doña Mercedes was excessively affable,
showing clearly that she was not in her daughter's confidence. She
informed me, simple soul! that Dolores was suffering from a grievous
headache caused by taking a glass of claret at breakfast after eating
a slice of water-melon, an imprudence against which she did not omit to
caution me.
Lying awake that night--for the thought that I had pained and offended
Dolores made it impossible for me to sleep--I resolved to join Santa
Coloma immediately. That act alone would salve my conscience, and I only
hoped that it would serve to win back the friendship and esteem of
the woman I had learned to love so well. I had no sooner determined on
taking this step than I began to see so many advantages in it that
it seemed strange I had not taken it before; but we lose half our
opportunities in life through too much caution. A few more days of
adventure, all the pleasanter for being spiced with danger, and I would
be once more in Montevideo with a host of great and grateful friends to
start me in some career in the country. Yes, I said to myself, becoming
enthusiastic, once this oppressive, scandalous, and besotted Colorado
party is swept with bullet and steel out of the country, as of course
it will be, I shall go to Santa Coloma to lay down my sword, resuming by
that act my own nationality, and as sole reward of my chivalrous conduct
in aiding the rebellion, ask for his interest in getting me placed say,
at the head of some large _estancia_ in the interior. There, possibly
on one of his own establishments, I shall be in my element and happy,
hunting ostriches, eating _carne con cuero_, possessing a _tropilla_
of twenty cream-coloured horses for my private use, and building up a
modest fortune out of hides, horns, tallow, and other native products.
At break of day I rose and saddled my horse; then, finding the dignified
Nepomucino, who was the early bird (blackbird) of the establishment,
told him to inform his mistress that I was going to spend the day with
General Santa Coloma. After taking a _maté_ from the old fellow, I
mounted and galloped out of the village of Molino.
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