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Nostromo - A Tale of the Seaboard.pdf - Planet eBook

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Spanish fa<strong>the</strong>rs was a serious object to <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> Europe—as represented by <strong>the</strong> bold buccaneers. There is a curse <strong>of</strong>futility upon our character: Don Quixote and Sancho Panza,chivalry and materialism, high-sounding sentiments and asupine morality, violent efforts for an idea and a sullen acquiescencein every form <strong>of</strong> corruption. We convulsed acontinent for our independence only to become <strong>the</strong> passiveprey <strong>of</strong> a democratic parody, <strong>the</strong> helpless victims <strong>of</strong> scoundrelsand cut-throats, our institutions a mockery, our lawsa farce—a Guzman Bento our master! And we have sunk solow that when a man like you has awakened our conscience,a stupid barbarian <strong>of</strong> a Montero—Great Heavens! a Montero!—becomesa deadly danger, and an ignorant, boastfulIndio, like Barrios, is our defender.’But Don Jose, disregarding <strong>the</strong> general indictmentas though he had not heard a word <strong>of</strong> it, took up <strong>the</strong> defence<strong>of</strong> Barrios. The man was competent enough for hisspecial task in <strong>the</strong> plan <strong>of</strong> campaign. It consisted in an <strong>of</strong>fensivemovement, with Cayta as base, upon <strong>the</strong> flank <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>Revolutionist forces advancing from <strong>the</strong> south against Sta.Marta, which was covered by ano<strong>the</strong>r army with <strong>the</strong> President-Dictatorin its midst. Don Jose became quite animatedwith a great flow <strong>of</strong> speech, bending forward anxiously under<strong>the</strong> steady eyes <strong>of</strong> his daughter. Decoud, as if silenced byso much ardour, did not make a sound. The bells <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> citywere striking <strong>the</strong> hour <strong>of</strong> Oracion when <strong>the</strong> carriage rolledunder <strong>the</strong> old gateway facing <strong>the</strong> harbour like a shapelessmonument <strong>of</strong> leaves and stones. The rumble <strong>of</strong> wheels under<strong>the</strong> sonorous arch was traversed by a strange, piercing

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