The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 02, No. 09, July, 1858 by Various
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discovered secreted in a vineyard outside the town.
This little incident, of so trifling import at the time, was remembered in after years as an early indication of the ferocious and uncontrollable _caudillo's_ character. But it was soon eclipsed by the reckless deeds that followed each other in quick succession between his fifteenth and twentieth years. He speedily became notorious in the little town for his wild moroseness, for his savage ferocity when excited, for his inordinate love of cards. Gaming, a passion with many, was a necessary of life to him; it was the only pursuit to which he was ever constant; it gave rise to the quarrel in which, while yet a schoolboy, he for the first time spilt blood. By and by we lose sight of the student of San Juan. He has absolutely _sunk_ out of sight. Yet, if we peer into filthy _pulperías_ here and there between San Luis and San Juan, we may catch a glimpse of a shaggy, swarthy savage, gambling, gambling as if for life; and we may also hear of more than one affray in which his dagger has "come home richer than it went." A little later, the son of wealthy Don Prudencio has become--not a common laborer--but a comrade of common laborers. He chooses the most toilsome, the most unintellectual, but, at the same time, the most remunerative handicraft,--that of the _tapiador_, or builder of mud walls. At San Juan, in the orchard of the Godoys,--at Fiambalá, in La Rioja, in the city of Mendoza,--they will show you walls which the hands of General Facundo Quiroga, _Comandante de Campaña_, etc., etc., put together. Wherever he works, he is noted for the ascendency which he maintains over the other peons. They are entirely subject to his will; they do nothing without his advice; he is worth, say his employers, a dozen overseers. Ah, he is yet to rule on a larger scale! |
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