AURELIANO BUENDíA and Remedios Moscote were married one Sunday in March before the altar Father Nicanor Reyna had set up in the parlor1. It was the culmination2 of four weeks of shocks in the Moscote household because little Remedios had reached puberty before getting over the habits of childhood. In spite of the fact that her mother had taught her about the changes adolescence3, one February afternoon she burst shouting into the living room, where her sisters were chatting with Aureliano, and showed them her panties, smeared4 with a chocolate-colored paste. A month for the wedding was agreed upon. There was barely enough time to teach how to wash herself, get dressed by herself, and understand the fundamental business of a home. They made her urinate over hot bricks in order to cure her of the habit of wetting her bed. It took a good deal of work to convince her of the inviolability of the marital5 secret, for Remedios was so confused and at the same time so amazed at the revelation that she wanted to talk to everybody about the details of the wedding night. It was a fatiguing6 effort, but on the date set for the ceremony the child was as adept7 in the ways of the world as any of her sisters. Don Apolinar Moscote escorted by the arm down the street that was decorated with flowers and wreaths amidst the explosion of rockets and the music of several bands, and she waved with her hand and gave her thanks with a smile to those who wished her good luck from the windows. Aureliano, dressed in black, wearing the same patent leather boots with metal fasteners that he would have on a few years later as he faced the firing squad8, had an intense paleness and a hard lump in his throat when he met the bride at the door of the house and led her to the altar. She behaved as naturally, such discretion9, that she did not lose her composure, not even when Aureliano dropped the ring as he tried to put it on her finger. In the midst of the. murmurs10 and confusion of the guests, she kept her arm with the fingerless lace glove held up and remained like that with her ring finger ready until the bridegroom managed to stop the ring with his foot before it rolled to the door, and came back blushing to the altar. Her mother and sisters suffered so much from the fear that the child would do something wrong during the ceremony that in the end they were the ones who committed the impertinence of picking her up to kiss her. From that day on the sense of responsibility, the natural grace, the calm control that Remedios would have in the face of adverse11 circumstances was revealed. It was she who, on her own initiative, put aside the largest piece that she had cut from the wedding cake and took it on a plate with a fork to José Arcadio Buendía. Tied to the trunk of the chestnut12 tree, huddled13 on a wooden stool underneath15 the palm shelter, the enormous old man, discolored by the sun and rain, made a vague smile of gratitude16 and at the piece cake with his fingers, mumbling17 an unintelligible18 psalm19. The only unhappy person in that noisy celebration, which lasted until dawn on Monday, was Rebeca Buendía. It was her own frustrated20 party. By an arrangement of úrsula's, her marriage was to be celebrated21 on the same day, but that Friday Pietro Crespi received a letter with the news of his mother's imminent22 death. The wedding was postponed23. Pietro Crespi left for the capital of the province an hour after receiving the letter, and on the road he missed his mother, who arrived punctually Saturday night and at Aureliano's wedding sang the sad aria24 that she had prepared for the wedding of her son. Pietro Crespi returned on Sunday midnight to sweep up the ashes of the party, after having worn out five horses on the road in an attempt to be in time for his wedding. It was never discovered who wrote the letter. Tormented25 by úrsula, Amaranta wept with indignation and swore her innocence26 in front of the altar, which the carpenters had not finished dismantling27.
FatNicanor Reyna-whom Don Apolinar Moscote had brought from the swamp to officiate at the wedding--was an old man hardened by the ingratitude28 of his ministry29. His skin was sad, with the bones almost exposed, and he had a pronounced round stomach and the expression of an old angel, which came more from, simplicity30 than from goodness. He had planned to return to his pariah31 after the wedding, but he was appalled32 at the hardness of the inhabitants of Macondo, who were prospering33 in the midst of scandal, subject to the natural law, without baptizing their children or sanctifying their festivals. Thinking that no land needed the seed of God so much, he decided34 to stay on for another week to Christianize both circumcised and gentile, legalize concubinage, and give the sacraments to the dying. But no one paid any attention to him. They would answer him that they had been many years without a priest, arranging the business of their souls directly with God, and that they had lost the evil of original sin. Tired of preaching in the open, Father Nicanor decided to undertake the building of a church, the largest in the world, with life-size saints and stained-glass windows on the sides, so that people would come from Rome to honor God in the center of impiety35. He went everywhere begging alms with a copper36 dish. They gave him a large amount, but he wanted more, because the church had to have a bell that would raise the drowned up to the surface of the water. He pleaded so much that he lost his voice. His bones began to fill with sounds. One Saturday, not even having collected the price of the doors, he fell into a desperate confusion. He improvised37 an altar in the square and on Sunday he went through the town with a small bell, as in the days of insomnia38, calling people to an openair mass. Many went out of curiosity. Others from nostalgia39. Others so that God would not take the disdain40 for His intermediary as a personal insult. So that at eight in the morning half the town was in the square, where Father Nicanor chanted the gospels in a voice that had been lacerated by his pleading. At the end, when the congregation began to break up, he raised his arms signaling for attention.
"Just a moment," he said. "Now we shall witness an undeniable proof of the infinite power of God."
The boy who had helped him with the mass brought him a cup of thick and steaming chocolate, which he drank without pausing to breathe. Then he wiped his lips with a handkerchief that he drew from his sleeve, extended his arms, and closed his eyes. Thereupon Father Nicanor rose six inches above the level of the ground. It was a convincing measure. He went among the houses for several days repeating the demonstration41 of levitation42 by means of chocolate while the acolyte43 collected so much money in a bag that in less than a month he began the construction of the church. No one doubted the divine origin of the demonstration except José Arcadio Buendía, who without changing expression watched the troop of people who gathered around the chestnut tree one morning to witness the revelation once more. He merely stretched on his stool a little and shrugged44 his shoulders when Father Nicanor began to rise up from the ground along with the chair he was sitting on.
"Hoc est simplicissimus," José Arcadio Buendía said. "Homo iste statum quartum materiae invenit."
Father Nicanor raised his hands and the four legs of the chair all landed on the ground at the same time. "Nego," he said. "Factum hoc existentiam Dei probat sine dubio."
"Hoc est simplicissimus," he replied. "Because I'm Crazy."
From then on, concerned about his own faith, the priest did not come back to visit him and dedicated45 himself to hurrying along the building of the church. Rebeca felt her hopes being reborn. Her future was predicated on the completion of the work, for one Sunday when Father Nicanor was lunching at the house and the whole family sitting at the table spoke46 of the solemnity and splendor47 that religious ceremonies would acquire when the church was built, Amaranta said: "The luckiest one will be Rebeca." And since Rebeca did not understand what she meant, she explained it to her with an innocent smile:
"You're going to be the one who will inaugurate the church with your wedding."
Rebeca tried to forestall48 any comments. The way the construction was going the church would not be built before another ten years. Father Nicanor did not agree: the growing generosity49 of the faithful permitted to make more optimistic calculations. To the mute Indignation of Rebeca, who could not finish her lunch, úrsula celebrated Amaranta's idea contributed a considerable sum for the work to move faster. Father Nicanor felt that with another contribution like that the church would be ready within three years. From then on Rebeca did not say another word to Amaranta, convinced that her initiative had not the innocence that she attempted to give it. "That was the least serious thing I could have done," Amaranta answered her during the violent argument they had that night. "In that way I won't have to kill you for three years." Rebeca accepted the challenge.
When Pietro Crespi found out about the new postponement50, he went through a crisis of disappointment, but Rebeca gave a final proof of her loyalty51. "We'll elope whenever you say," she told him. Pietro Crespi, however, was not a man of adventure. He lacked the impulsive52 character of his fiancée and he considered respect for one's given word as a wealth that should not be squandered53. Then Rebeca turned to more audacious methods. A mysterious wind blew out the lamps in the parlor and úrsula surprised the lovers kissing in the dark. Pietro Crespi gave some confused explanations about the poor quality of modern pitch lamps and he even helped her install a more secure system of illumination for the room. But the fuel failed again or the wicks became clogged54 and úrsula found Rebeca sitting on her fiancé's lap. This time she would accept no explanation. She turned the responsibility of the bakery over to the Indian woman and sat in a rocking chair to watch over the young people during the visits, ready to win out over maneuvers55 that had already been old when she was a girl. "Poor Mama," Rebeca would say with mock indignation, seeing úrsula yawn during the boredom56 of the visits. "When she dies she'll go off to her reward in that rocking chair." After three months of supervised love, fatigued57 by the slow progress of the construction, which he went to inspect every day, Pietro Crespi decided to give Father Nicanor the money he needed to finish the church. Amaranta did not grow impatient. As she conversed58 with her girl friends every afternoon when they came to embroider59 on the porch, she tried to think of new subterfuges60. A mistake in calculation spoiled the one she considered the most effective: removing the mothballs that Rebeca had put in her wedding dress before she put it away in the bedroom dresser. She did it when two months were left for the completion the church. But Rebeca was so impatient the approach of the wedding that she wanted to get the dress ready earlier than Amaranta had foreseen. When she opened the dresser and unfolded first the papers and then the protective cloth, she found the fabric62 of the dress and the stitches of the veil and even the crown of orange blossoms perforated by moths63. Although she was sure that she had put a handful of mothballs in the wrappings, the disaster seemed so natural that she did not dare blame Amaranta. There was less than a month until the wedding, but Amparo Moscote promised to sew a new dress within a week. Amaranta felt faint that rainy noontime when Amparo came to the house wrapped in the froth of needlework for Rebeca to have the final fitting of the dress. She lost her voice and a thread cold sweat ran down the path of her spine64. For long months she had trembled with fright waiting for that hour, because if she had not been able to conceive the ultimate obstacle to Rebeca's wedding, she was sure that at the last moment, when all the resources of her imagination had failed, she would have the courage to poison her. That afternoon, while Rebeca was suffocating65 with heat inside the armor of thread that Amparo Moscote was putting about her body with thousands of pins and infinite patience, Amaranta made several mistakes in her crocheting66 and pricked67 her finger with the needle, but she decided with frightful68 coldness that the date would be the last Friday before the wedding and the method would be a dose of laudanum in her coffee.
A greater obstacle, as impassable as it was unforeseen, obliged a new and indefinite postponement. One week before the date set for the wedding, little Remedios woke up in the middle of the night soaked in a hot broth69 which had exploded in her insides with a kind of tearing belch70, and she died three days later, poisoned by her own blood, a pair of twins crossed in stomach. Amarante suffered a crisis conscience. She had begged God with such fervor71 for something fearful to happen so that she would not have to poison Rebeca that she felt guilty of Remedios' death. That was not the obstacle that she had begged for so much. Remedios had brought a breath of merriment to the house. She had settled down with her husband in a room near the workshop, which she decorated with the dolls and toys of her recent childhood, merry vitality72 overflowed73 the four walls of the bedroom and went like a whirlwind of good health along the porch with the begonias: She would start singing at dawn. She was the only person who dared intervene in the arguments between Rebeca and Amaranta. She plunged74 into the fatiguing chore of taking care of José Arcadio Buendía. She would bring him his food, she would help him with his daily necessities, wash him with soap and a scrubbing brush, keep his hair and beard free of lice and nits, keep the palm shelter in good condition and reinforce it with waterproof75 canvas in stormy weather. In her last months she had succeeded in communicating with him in phrases of rudimentary Latin. When the son of Aureliano and Pilar Ternera was born and brought to the house and baptized in an intimate ceremony with the name Aureliano José, Remedios decided that he would be considered their oldest child. Her maternal76 instinct surprised úrsula. Aureliano, for his part, found in the justification77 that he needed to live. He worked all day in his workshop and Remedios would bring him a cup of black coffee in the middle the morning. They would both visit the Moscotes every night. Aureliano would play endless games of dominoes with his father-in-law while Remedios chatted with her sisters or talked to her motabout more important things. The link with the Buendías consolidated78 Don Apolinar Moscote's authority in the town. On frequent trips to the capital of the province he succeeded in getting the government to build a school so that Arcadio, who had inherited the educational enthusiasm of his grandfather, could take charge of it. Through persuasion79 he managed to get the majority of houses painted blue in time for the date of national independence. At the urging of Father Nicanor, he arranged for the transfer of Catarino's store to a back street and he closed down several scandalous establishments that prospered80 in the center of town. Once he returned with six policemen armed with rifles to whom he entrusted81 the maintenance of order, and no one remembered the original agreement not to have armed men in the town. Aureliano enjoyed his father-in-law's efficiency. "You're going to get as fat as he is," his friends would say to him. But his sedentary life, which accentuated82 his cheekbones and concentrated the sparkle of his eyes, did not increase his weight or alter the parsimony83 of his character, but, on the contrary, it hardened on his lips the straight line of solitary84 meditation85 and implacable decision. So deep was the affection that he and his wife had succeeded in arousing in both their families that when Remedios announced that she was going to have a child. even Rebeca and Amaranta declared a truce86 in order to knit items in blue wool if it was to be a boy and in pink wool in case it was a girl. She was the last person Arcadio thought about a few years later when he faced the firing squad.
úrsula ordered a mourning period of closed doors and windows, with no one entering or leaving except on matters of utmost necessity. She prohibited any talking aloud for a year and she put Remedios' daguerreotype87 in the place where her body had been laid out, with a black ribbon around it and an oil lamp that was always kept lighted. Future generations, who never let the lamp go out, would be puzzled at that girl in a pleated skirt, white boots, and with an organdy band around her head, and they were never able to connect her with the standard image of a great-grandmother. Amaranta took charge of Aureliano José. She adopted him as a son who would share her solitude88 and relieve her from the involutary laudanum that her mad beseeching89 had thrown into Remedios' coffee. Pietro Crespi would tiptoe in at dusk, with a black ribbon on his hat, and he would pay a silent visit to Rebeca, who seemed to be bleeding to death inside the black dress with sleeves down to wrists. Just the idea of thinking about a new date for the wedding would have been so irreverent that the engagement turned into an eternal relationship, a fatigued love that no one worried about again, as if the lovers, who in other days had sabotaged90 the lamps in order to kiss, had been abandoned to the free will of death. Having lost her bearings, completely demoralized, Rebeca began eating earth again.
Suddenly-when the mourning had gone on so long that the needlepoint sessions began again-someone pushed open the street door at two in the afternoon in the mortal silence of the heat and the braces91 in the foundation shook with such force that Amaranta and her friends sewing on the porch, Rebeca sucking finger in her bedroom, úrsula in the kitchen, Aureliano in the workshop, and even José Arcadio Buendía under the solitary chestnut tree had the impression that an earthquake was breaking up the house. A huge man had arrived. His square shoulders barely fitted through the doorways92. He was wearing a medal of Our Lady of Help around his bison neck, his arms and chest were completely covered with cryptic93 tattooing94, and on his right wrist was the tight copper bracelet95 of the ni?osen-cruz amulet96. His skin was tanned by the salt of the open air, his hair was short and straight like the mane of a mule97, his jaws98 were of iron, and he wore a sad smile. He had a belt on that was twice as thick as the cinch of a horse, boots with leggings and spurs and iron on the heels, and his presence gave the quaking impression of a seismic99 tremor100. He went through the parlor and the living room, carrying some half-worn saddlebags in his hand, and he appeared like a thunderclap on the porch with the begonias where Amaranta and her friends were paralyzed, their needles in the air. "Hello," he said to them in a tired voice, threw the saddlebags on a worktable, and went by on his way to the back of the house. "Hello," he said to the startled Rebecca, who saw him pass by the door of her bedroom. "Hello," he said to Aureliano, who was at his silversmith's bench with all five senses alert. He did not linger with anyone. He went directly to the kitchen and there he stopped for the first time at the end of a trip that had begun the other side of the world. "Hello," he said. úrsula stood for a fraction of a second with her mouth open, looked into his eyes, gave a cry, and flung her arms around his neck, shouting and weeping with joy. It was José Arcadio. He was returning as poor as when he had left, to such an extreme that úrsula had to give him two pesos to pay for the rental101 of his horse. He spoke a Spanish that was larded with sailor slang. They asked where he had been he answered: "Out there." He hung his hammock in the room they assigned him and slept for three days. When he woke up, after eating sixteen raw eggs, he went directly to Catarino's store, where his monumental size provoked a panic of curiosity among the women. He called for music and cane102 liquor for everyone, to be put on his bill. He would Indian-wrestle with five men at the same time. "It can't be done," they said, convinced that they would not be able to move his arm. "He has ni?os-en-cruz." Catarino, who did not believe in magical tricks of strength, bet twelve pesos that he could not move the counter. José Arcadio pulled it out of its place, lifted it over his head, and put it in the street. It took eleven men to put it back. In the heat the party he exhibited his unusual masculinity on the bar, completely covered with tattoos103 of words in several languages intertwined in blue and red. To the women who were besieging104 him and coveting105 him he put the question as to who would pay the most. The one who had the most money offered him twenty pesos. Then he proposed raffling106 himself off among them at ten pesos a chance. It was a fantastic price because the most sought-after woman earned eight pesos a night, but they all accepted. They wrote their names on fourteen pieces of paper which they put into a hat and each woman took one out. When there were only two pieces left to draw, it was established to whom they belonged.
"Five pesos more from each one," José Arcadio proposed, "and I'll share myself with both.
He made his living that way. He had been around the world sixty-five times, enlisted107 in a crew of sailors without a country. The women who went to bed that night in Catarino's store brought him naked into the dance salon108 so that people could see that there was not a square inch of his body that was not tattooed109, front and back, and from his neck to his toes. He did not succeed in becoming incorporated into the family. He slept all day and spent the night in the red-light district, making bets on his strength. On the rare occasions when úrsula got him to sit down at the table, he gave signs of radiant good humor, especially when he told about his adventures in remote countries. He had been shipwrecked and spent two weeks adrift in the Sea of Japan, feeding on the body of a comrade who had succumbed110 to sunstroke and whose extremely salty flesh as it cooked in the sun had a sweet and granular taste. Under a bright noonday sun in the Gulf111 of Bengal his ship had killed a sea dragon, in the stomach of which they found the helmet, the buckles112, and the weapons of a Crusader. In the Caribbean he had seen the ghost of the pirate ship of Victor Hugues, its sails torn by the winds of death, the masts chewed by sea worms, and still looking for the course to Guadeloupe. úrsula would weep at the table as if she were reading the letters that had never arrived and in which José Arcadio told about his deeds and misadventures. "And there was so much of a home here for you, my son," she would sob113, "and so much food thrown to the hogs114!" But underneath it an she could not conceive that the boy the gypsies took away was the same lout115 who would eat half a suckling pig for lunch and whose flatulence withered116 the flowers. Something similar took place with the rest of the family. Amaranta could not conceal117 the repugnance118 that she felt at the table because of his bestial119 belching120. Arcadio, who never knew the secret of their relationship, scarcely answered the questions that he asked with the obvious idea of gaining his affection. Aureliano tried to relive the times when they slept in the same room, tried to revive the complicity of childhood, but José Arcadio had forgotten about it, because life at sea had saturated121 his memory with too many things to remember. Only Rebeca succumbed to the first impact. The day that she saw him pass by bedroom she thought that Pietro Crespi was a sugary dandy next to that protomale whose volcanic122 breathing could be heard all over the house. She tried to get near him under any pretext123. On a certain occasion José Arcadio looked at her body with shameless attention and said to her "You're a woman, little sister." Rebeca lost control of herself. She went back to eating earth and the whitewash124 on the walls with the avidity of previous days, and she sucked her finger so much anxiety that she developed a callus on her thumb. She vomited125 up a green liquid with dead leeches126 in it. She spent nights awake shaking with fever, fighting against delirium127, waiting until the house shook with the return of José Arcadio at dawn. One afternoon, when everyone was having a siesta128, she could no longer resist and went to his bedroom. She found him in his shorts, lying in the hammock that he had hung from the beams with a ship's hawser129. She was so impressed by his enormous motley nakedness that she felt an impulse to retreat. "Excuse me," she said, "I didn't know you were here." But she lowered her voice so as not to wake anyone up. "Come here," he said. Rebeca obeyed. She stopped beside the hammock in an icy sweat, feeling knots forming in her intestines130, while José Arcadio stroked her ankles with the tips of his fingers, then her calves131, then her thighs132, murmuring: "Oh, little sister, little sister." She had to make a supernatural effort not to die when a startlingly regulated cyclonic133 power lifted her up by the waist and despoiled134 her of her intimacy135 with three clashes of its claws and quartered her like a little bird. She managed to thank God for having been born before she lost herself in the inconceivable pleasure of that unbearable136 pain, splashing in the steaming marsh137 of the hammock which absorbed the explosion of blood like a blotter.
"She's your sister."
"I don't care," José Arcadio replied.
Pietro Crespi mopped his brow with the handkerchief that was soaked in lavender.
"It's against nature," he explained, "and besides, it's against the law."
José Arcadio grew impatient, not so much at the argument as over Pietro Crespi's paleness.
"Fuck nature two times over," he said. "And I've come to tell you not to bother going to ask Rebeca anything."
But his brutal138 deportment broke down when he saw Pietro Crespi's eyes grow moist.
"Now," he said to him in a different tone, "if you really like the family, there's Amaranta for you."
Father Nicanor revealed in his Sunday sermon that José Arcadio and Rebeca were not brother and sister. úrsula never forgave what she considered an inconceivable lack of respect and when they came back from church she forbade the newlyweds to set foot in the house again. For her it was as if they were dead. So they rented a house across from the cemetery139 and established themselves there with no other furniture but José Arcadio's hammock. On their wedding night a scorpion140 that had got into her slipper141 bit Rebeca on the foot. Her tongue went to sleep, but that did not stop them from spending a scandalous honeymoon142. The neighbors were startled by the cries that woke up the whole district as many as eight times in a single night and three times during siesta, and they prayed that such wild passion would not disturb the peace of the dead.
Aureliano was the only one who was concerned about them. He bought them some furniture and gave them some money until José Arcadio recovered his sense of reality and began to work the noman's-land that bor-dered the courtyard of the house. Amaranta, on the other hand, never did overcome her rancor143 against Rebeca, even though life offered her a satisfaction of which she had not dreamed: at the initiative of úrsula, who did not know how to repair the shame, Pietro Crespi continued having lunch at the house on Tuesdays, rising above his defeat with a serene144 dignity. He still wore the black ribbon on his hat as a sign of respect for the family, and he took pleasure in showing his affection for úrsula by bringing her exotic gifts: Portuguese145 sardines146, Turkish rose marmalade, and on one occasion a lovely Manila shawl. Amaranta looked after him with a loving diligence. She anticipated his wants, pulled out the threads on the cuffs147 of his shirt, and embroidered148 a dozen handkerchiefs with his initials for his birthday. On Tuesdays, after lunch, while she would embroider on the porch, he would keep her happy company. For Pietro Crespi, that woman whom he always had considered and treated as a child was a revelation. Although her temperament149 lacked grace, she had a rare sensibility for appreciating the things of the world had a secret tenderness. One Tuesday, when no one doubted that sooner or later it had to happen, Pietro Crespi asked her to marry him. She did not stop her work. She waited for the hot blush to leave her ears and gave her voice a serene stress of maturity150.
"Of course, Crespi," she said. "But when we know each other better. It's never good to be hasty in things."
úrsula was confused. In spite of the esteem151 she had for Pietro Crespi, she could not tell whether his decision was good or bad from the moral point of view after his prolonged and famous engagement to Rebeca. But she finally accepted it as an unqualified fact because no one shared her doubts. Aureliano, who was the man of the house, confused her further with his enigmatic and final opinion:
"These are not times to go around thinking about weddings."
That opinion, which úrsula understood only some months later, was the only sincere one that Aureliano could express at that moment, not only with respect to marriage, but to anything that was not war. He himself, facing a firing squad, would not understand too well the concatenation of the series of subtle but irrevocable accidents that brought him to that point. The death of Remedios had not produced the despair that he had feared. It was, rather, a dull feeling of rage that grades ally dissolved in a solitary and passive frustration152 similar to the one he had felt during the time he was resigned to living without a woman. He plunged into his work again, but he kept up the custom of playing dominoes with his father-in-law. In a house bound up in mourning, the nightly conversations consolidated the friendship between the two men. "Get married again. Aurelito," his father-in-law would tell him. "I have six daughters for you to choose from." On one occasion on the eve of the elections, Don Apolinar Moscote returned from one of his frequent trips worried about the political situation in the country. The Liberals were determined153 to go to war. Since Aureliano at that time had very confused notions about the difference between Conservatives and Liberals, his father-in-law gave him some schematic lessons. The Liberals, he said, were Freemasons, bad people, wanting to hang priests, to institute civil marriage and divorce, to recognize the rights of illegitimate children as equal to those of legitimate154 ones, and to cut the country up into a federal system that would take power away from the supreme155 authority. The Conservatives, on the other hand, who had received their power directly from God, proposed the establishment public order and family morality. They were the defenders156 of the faith of Christ, of the principle of authority, and were not prepared to permit the country to be broken down into autonomous157 entities158. Because of his humanitarian159 feelings Aureliano sympathized with the Liberal attitude with respect to the rights of natural children, but in any case, he could not understand how people arrived at the extreme of waging war over things that could not be touched with the hand. It seemed an exaggeration to him that for the elections his father-in--law had them send six soldiers armed with rifles under the comma sergeant160 to a town with no political passions. They not only arrived, but they went from house to house confiscating161 hunting weapons, machetes, and even kitchen knives before they distributed among males over twenty-one the blue ballots163 with the names of the Conservative candidates and the red ballots the names of the Liberal candidates. On the eve of the elections Don Apolinar Moscote himself read a decree that prohibited the sale of alcoholic164 beverages165 and the gathering166 together of more than three people who were not of the same family. The elections took place without incident. At eight o'clock on Sunday morning a wooden ballot162 box was set up in the square, which was watched over by the six soldiers. The voting was absolutely free, as Aureliano himself was able to attest167 since he spent almost the entire day with his father-in-law seeing that no one voted more than once. At four in the afternoon a roll drums in the square announced the closing of the polls and Don Apolinar Moscote sealed the ballot box with a label crossed by his signature. That night, while he played dominoes with Aureliano, he ordered the sergeant to break the seal in order to count the votes. There were almost as many red ballots as blue, but the sergeant left only ten red ones made up the difference with blue ones. Then they sealed the box again with a new label and the first thing on the following day it was taken to the capital of the province. "The Liberals will go to war," Aureliano said. Don Apolinar concentrated on his domino pieces. "If you're saying that because of the switch in ballots, they won't," he said. "We left a few red ones in so there won't be any complaints." Aureliano understood the disadvantages of being in the opposition168. "I were a Liberal," he said, "I'd go to war because of those ballots." His father-in-law looked at him over his glasses.
"Come now, Aurelito," he said, "if you were a Liberal, even though you're my son-in-law, you wouldn't have seen the switching of the ballots."
What really caused indignation in the town was. not the results of the elections but the fact that the soldiers had not returned the weapons. A group of women spoke with Aureliano so that he could obtain the return of their kitchen knives from his father-in-law. Don Apolinar Moscote explained to him, in strictest confidence, that the soldiers had taken the weapons off as proof that the Liberals were preparing for war. The cynicism of the remark alarmed him. He said nothing, but on a certain night when Gerineldo Márquez and Magnífico Visbal were speaking with some other friends about the incident of the knives, they asked him if he was a Liberal or a Conservative. Aureliano did not hesitate.
"If I have to be something I'll be a Liberal," he said, "because the Conservatives are tricky169."
On the following day, at the urging of his friends, he went to see Dr. Alirio Noguera to be treated for a supposed pain in his liver. He did not even understand the meaning of the subterfuge61. Dr. Alirio Noguera had arrived in Macondo a few years before with a medicine chest of tasteless pills and a medical motto that convinced no one: One nail draws another. In reality he was a charlatan170. Behind his innocent fa鏰de of a doctor without prestige there was hidden a terrorist who with his short legged boots covered the scars that five years in the stocks had left on his legs. Taken prisoner during the first federalist adventure, he managed to escape to Cura鏰o disguised in the garment he detested171 most in this world: a cassock. At the end of a prolonged exile, stirred up by the exciting news that exiles from all over the Caribbean brought to Cura鏰o, he set out in a smuggler's schooner172 and appeared in Riohacha the bottles of pills that were nothing but refined sugar and a diploma from the University of Leipzig that he had forged himself. He wept with disappointment. The federalist fervor, which the exiles had pictured as a powder keg about to explode, had dissolved into a vague electoral illusion. Embittered173 by failure, yearning174 for a safe place where he could await old age, the false homeopath took refuge in Macondo. In the narrow bottle-crowded room that he rented on one side of the square, he lived several years off the hopelessly ill who, after having tried everything, consoled themselves with sugar pills. His instincts of an agitator175 remained dormant176 as long as Don Apolinar Moscote was a figurehead. He passed the time remembering and fighting against asthma177. The approach of the elections was the thread that led him once more to the skein of subversion178. He made contact with the young people in the town, who lacked political knowledge, and he embarked179 on a stealthy campaign of instigation. The numerous red ballots that appeared is the box and that were attributed by Don Apolinar Moscote to the curiosity that came from youth were part of his plan: he made his disciples180 vote in order to show them that elections were a farce181. "The only effective thing," he would say, "is violence." The majority of Aureliano's friends were enthusiastic over the idea of liquidating182 the Conservative establishment, but no one had dared include him in the plans, not only because of his ties with the magistrate183, but because of his solitary and elusive184 character. It was known, furthermore, that he had voted blue at his father-in-law's direction. So it was a simple matter of chance that he revealed his political sentiments, and it was purely185 a matter curiosity, a caprice, that brought him to visit the doctor for the treatment of a pain that he did not have. In the den14 that smelled of camphorated cobwebs he found himself facing a kind of dusty iguana186 whose lungs whistled when he breathed. Before asking him any questions the doctor took him to the window examined the inside of his lower eyelid187. "It's not there," Aureliano said, following what they told him. He pushed the tips of his fingers into his liver and added: "Here's where I have the pain that won't let me sleep." Then Dr. Noguera closed the window with the pretext that there was too much sun, and explained to him in simple terms that it was a patriotic188 duty to assassinate189 Conservatives. For several days Aureliano carried a small bottle of pills in his shirt pocket. He would take it out every two hours, put three pills in the palm of his hand, and pop them into his mouth for them to be slowly dissolved on his tongue. Don Apolinar Moscote made fun of his faith in homeopathy, but those who were in on the plot recognized another one of their people in him. Almost all of the sons of the founders190 were implicated191, although none of them knew concretely what action they were plotting. Nevertheless, the day the doctor revealed the secret to Aureliano, the latter elicited192 the whole plan of the conspiracy193. Although he was convinced at that time of the urgency of liquidating the Conservative regime, the plot horrified194 him. Dr. Noguera had a mystique of personal assassination195. His system was reduced to coordinating196 a series individual actions which in one master stroke covering the whole nation would liquidate197 the functionaries198 of the regime along with their respective families, especially the children, in order to exterminate199 Conservatism at its roots. Don Apolinar Moscote, his wife, and his six daughters, needless to say, were on the list.
"You're no Liberal or anything else," Aureliano told him without getting excited. "You're nothing but a butcher."
"In that case," the doctor replied with equal calm, "give me back the bottle. You don't need it any more."
Only six months later did Aureliano learn that the doctor had given up on him as a man of action because he was a sentimental200 person with no future, with a passive character, and a definite solitary vocation201. They tried to keep him surrounded, fearing that he would betray the conspiracy. Aureliano calmed them down: he would not say a word, but on the night they went to murder the Moscote family they would find him guarding the door. He showed such a convincing decision that the plan was postponed for an indefinite date. It was during those days that úrsula asked his opinion about the marriage between Pietro Crespi and Amaranta, and he answered that these were not times to be thinking about such a thing. For a week he had been carrying an old-fashioned pistol under his shirt. He kept his eyes on his friends. In the afternoon he would go have coffee with José Arcadio and Rebeca, who had begun to put their house in order, and from seven o'clock on he would play dominoes with his father-in-law. At lunchtime he was chatting with Arcadio, who was already a huge adolescent, and he found him more and more excited over the imminence202 of war. In school, where Arcadio had pupils older than himself mixed in with children who were barely beginning to talk, the Liberal fever had caught on. There was talk of shooting Father Nicanor, of turning the church into a school, of instituting free love. Aureliano tried to calm down his drive. He recommended discretion and prudence203 to him. Deaf to his calm reasoning, to his sense of reality, Arcadio reproached him in public for his weakness of character. Aureliano waited. Finally, in the beginning of December, úrsula burst into the workshop all upset.
"War's broken out!"
War, in fact, had broken out three months before. Martial204 law was in effect in the whole country. The only one who knew it immediately was Don Apolinar Moscote, but he did not give the news even to his wife while the army platoon that was to occupy the town by surprise was on its way. They entered noiselessly before dawn, with two pieces of light artillery205 drawn206 by mules207, and they set up their headquarters in the school. A 6 P.M. curfew was established. A more drastic search than the previous one was undertaken, house by house, and this time they even took farm implements208. They dragged out Dr. Noguera, tied him to a tree in the square, and shot him without any due process of law. FatNicanor tried to impress the military authorities with the miracle of levitation and had his head split open by the butt209 of a soldier's rifle. The Liberal exaltation had been extinguished into a silent terror. Aureliano, pale, mysterious, continued playing dominoes with his father-in-law. He understood that in spite of his present title of civil and military leader of the town, Don Apolinar Moscote was once more a figurehead. The decisions were made by the army captain, who each morning collected an extraordinary levy210 for the defense211 of public order. Four soldiers under his command snatched a woman who had been bitten by a mad dog from her family and killed her with their rifle butts212. One Sunday, two weeks after the occupation, Aureliano entered Gerineldo Márquez's house his usual terseness213 asked for a mug of coffee without sugar. When the two of them were alone in the kitchen, Aureliano gave his voice an authority that had never been heard before. "Get the boys ready," he said. "We're going to war." Gerineldo Márquez did not believe him.
"With what weapons?" he asked.
"With theirs," Aureliano replied.
Tuesday at midnight in a mad operation, twenty-one men under the age of thirty commanded by Aureliano Buendía, armed with table knives and sharpened tools, took the garrison214 by surprise, seized the weapons, and in the courtyard executed the captain and the four soldiers who had killed the woman.
That same night, while the sound of the firing squad could be heard, Arcadio was named civil and military leader of the town. The married rebels barely had time to take leave of their wives, whom they left to their our devices. They left at dawn, cheered by the people who had been liberated215 from the terror, to join the forces of the revolutionary general Victorio Medina, who, according to the latest reports, was on his way to Manaure. Before leaving, Aureliano brought Don Apolinar Moscote out of a closet. "Rest easy, father-in-law," he told him. "The new government guarantees on its word of honor your personal safety and that of your family." Don Apolinar Moscote had trouble identifying that conspirator216 in high boots and with a rifle slung217 over his shoulder with the person he had played dominoes with until nine in the evening.
"This is madness, Aurelito," he exclaimed.
根据尼康诺·莱茵纳神父的指示，客厅里搭了个圣坛；三月里的一个星期天，奥雷连诺和雷麦黛丝·摩斯柯特在圣坛前面举行了婚礼。在摩斯柯特家中，这一天是整整一个月不安的结束，因为小雷麦黛丝到了成熟时期，却还没有抛弃儿童的习惯。母亲及时把青春期的变化告诉了她，但在二月间的一个下午，几个姐姐正在客厅里跟奥雷连诺谈话，雷麦黛丝却尖声怪叫地冲进客厅，让大家瞧她的裤子，这裤子已给粘搭搭的褐色东西弄脏了。婚礼定于一月之后举行。教她学会自己洗脸、穿衣、做些最简单的家务，是费了不少时间的。为了治好她尿床的毛病，家里的人就要她在热砖上撒尿。而且，让她保守合欢床上的秘密，也花了不少工夫，因为她一知道初夜的细节，就那么惊异，同时又那么兴奋，甚至想把自己知道的这些细节告诉每一个人。在她身上是伤了不少脑筋的。但是，到了举行婚礼的一天，这姑娘对日常生活的了解就不亚于她的任何一个姐姐了。在噼哩啪啦的花炮声中，在几个乐队的歌曲声中，阿·摩斯柯特先生牵着女儿，走过彩花烂漫的街头，左邻右舍的人从自家的窗口向雷麦黛丝祝贺，她就挥手含笑地表示感谢。奥雷连诺身穿黑呢服装，脚踩金属扣子的漆皮鞋（几年以后，他站在行刑队面前的时候，穿的也是这双皮鞋），在房门前面迎接新娘，把她领到圣坛前去--他紧张得脸色苍白，喉咙发哽。雷麦黛丝举止自然，大大方方；奥雷连诺给她戴戒指时，即使不慎把它掉到地上，她仍镇定自若。宾客们却惊惶失措，周围响起了一片窃窃私语，可是雷麦黛丝把戴着花边手套的手微微举起，伸出无名指，继续泰然自若地等着，直到未婚夫用脚踩住戒指，阻止它滚向房门，然后满脸通红地回到圣坛跟前。雷麦黛丝的母亲和姐姐们生怕她在婚礼上违反规矩，终于很不恰当地暗示她首先去吻未婚夫。正是从这一天起，在不利的情况下，雷麦黛丝都表现了责任心、天生的温厚态度和自制能力。她自动分出一大块结婚蛋糕，连同叉子一起放在盘子里，拿给霍·阿·布恩蒂亚。这个身躯魁梧的老人，蜷缩在棕榈棚下，捆在栗树上，由于日晒雨淋，已经变得十分萎靡，但却感激地微微一笑，双手抓起蛋糕就吃，鼻子里还哼着什么莫名其妙的圣歌。热闹的婚礼一直延续到星期一早晨，婚礼上唯一不幸的人是雷贝卡。她的婚事遭到了破坏。照乌苏娜的安排，雷贝卡是应当在这同一天结婚的，可是皮埃特罗·克列斯比星期五收到一封信，信中说他母亲病危。婚礼也就推延了。收信之后过了一小时，皮埃特罗·克列斯比就回省城去了。她的母亲却在星期六晚上按时到达，路上没有跟他相遇；她甚至在奥雷连诺的婚礼上唱了一支歌儿，这支歌儿本来是她为儿子的婚礼准备的。皮埃特罗·克列斯比打算回来赶上自己的婚礼，路上把五匹马部累得精疲力尽，可是星期天半夜到达时，别人的婚礼就要结束了。那封倒霉的信究竟是谁写的，始终没弄清楚。阿玛兰塔受到乌苏娜的盘问，气得痛哭流涕，在木匠还没拆除的圣坛前面发誓说她没有过错。
为了举行婚礼，阿·摩斯柯特先生从邻近的城市请来了尼康诺·莱茵纳神父；由于自己的职业得不到奉承，这老头儿总是阴阴沉沉。他的皮肤是浅灰色的，几乎皮包骨，圆鼓鼓的肚子很突出，他那老朽的面孔所显露的与其说是善良，不如说是憨厚。他准备婚礼之后就返回自己的教区，但他见到马孔多居民一切无所顾忌的样子就感到惊愕，因为他们虽然安居乐业，却生活在罪孽之中：他们仅仅服从自然规律，不给孩子们举行洗礼，不承认宗教节日。神父认为这块土地急切需要上帝的种子，就决定在马孔多再留一个星期，以便给行过割礼的人和异教徒举行一次洗礼，让非法的同居合法化，并且给垂死的人一顿圣餐。可是谁也不愿听他的。大家回答他说，他们多年没有教士也过得挺好，可以直接找上帝解决拯救灵魂的问题，而且不会犯不可宽恕之罪。
尼康诺神父讨厌在旷地上继续布道，决定竭尽全力建筑一座世界上最大的教堂，有圣徒的等身雕像和彩绘玻璃窗，以便罗马来的人也能在无神论者的中心地区向上帝祈祷。他拿着一个铜盘，四处募捐。人行慷慨布施，可是未能满足他的要求，因为教堂要有一个大钟，此种钟声能使淹死的人浮到水面。他向大家苦苦哀求，甚至嗓子都哑了，疲乏得骨头都酸痛了。
一个星期六，他估量捐款甚至不够做教堂的门，就陷入了绝望状态。星期天，他在市镇广场上搭了个圣坛，象失眠症流行时那样，拿着一个小铃铛，跑遍了所有的街道，招呼人们去参加旷地弥撒。许多人是出于好奇而来的，另一些人是由于无事可干，还有一些人唯恐上帝把他们藐视神父看做是冒犯他自己。就这样，早上八点钟，全镇一半的人都聚在广场上，尼康诺神父朗诵了福音书，声嘶力竭地恳求大家捐助。弥撒结束时，在场的人己经开始四散，他就举起手来要大家注意。
“等一下，”他说。“你们马上可以得到上帝威力无穷的确凿证明。”
协助尼康诺神父做弥撒的一个孩子，端来一杯浓稠、冒气的巧克力茶。神父一下子就把整杯饮料喝光了。然后，他从长袍袖子里掏出一块手帕，擦干了嘴唇，往前伸出双手，闭上了眼睛。接着，尼康诺神父就在地上升高了六英寸。证据是十分令人信服的。在几天中，神父都在镇上来来去去，利用热腾腾的巧克力茶一再重复升空的把戏，小帮手把那么多的钱收到袋子里，不过一个月工夫，教堂的建筑就已动工了。谁都不怀疑尼康诺神父表演的奇迹是上帝在发挥威力。只有霍·阿·布恩蒂亚不以为然。有一天早上，一群人聚在离栗树不远的地方，参观另一次升空表演，他一个人仍然完全无动于衷，看见尼康诺神父连同坐椅一起升到地面上头以后，他只在自己的凳子上微微挺直身子，耸了耸肩。
“Hocestsimplicissimum（注：拉丁语－－这很简单。这个人发现了物质的第四种状态。”）霍·阿·布恩蒂亚说。“Homoistestatumguartummate-riaeinvenit.”
尼康诺神父一举手，椅子的四条小腿同时着地。
“Nego，”神父反驳说。“FactumhocexistenltiamDeiProbatSinedubio.”（注：拉丁语－－我否认。这个事实无可辩驳地证明上帝的存在。）
大家这才知道，霍·阿·布恩蒂亚的鬼活其实是拉丁语。尼康诺神父终于发现了一个能够跟他交谈的人，决定利用这种幸运的情况，向这个精神病人灌输宗教信仰。每天下午他都坐在栗树旁边，用拉丁语传道，可是霍·阿·布恩蒂亚拒不接受他的花言巧语，也不相信他的升空表演，只要求拿上帝的照片当作无可辩驳的唯一证明。于是，尼康诺神父给他拿来了一些圣像和版画，甚至一块印有耶稣像的手帕，然而霍·阿·布恩蒂亚加以拒绝，认为它们都是没有任何科学根据的手工艺品。他是那么顽固，尼康诺神父也就放弃了向他传道的打算，只是出于人道主义感情继续来看望他。这样，霍·阿·布恩蒂亚取得了主动权，试图用理性主义的诡谲道理动摇神父的信仰。有一次，尼康诺神父带来一盒跳棋和棋盘，要霍·阿·布恩蒂亚跟他下棋，霍·阿·布恩蒂亚拒绝了，因为据他解释，敌对双方既然在重要问题上彼此一致，他看不出他们之间的争斗有什么意义。尼康诺神父对于下棋从来没有这种观点，但又无法把他说服。他对霍·阿·布恩蒂亚的智慧越来越惊异，就问他怎么会捆在树上。
“HocestSimplicicissimum，（注：拉丁语：我是疯子）他回答，“因为我是个疯子。”
这次谈话之后，神父担心自己的信仰遭到动摇，就不再来看望他了，全神贯注在教堂的建筑上。雷贝卡感到自己又有了希望。她的未来是跟教堂的竣工有关系的，因为有一个星期天，尼康诺神父在她们家中吃午饭的时候，曾在全家的人面前说，教堂建成以后，就能隆重而堂皇地举行宗教仪式了。“最幸运的是雷贝卡,”阿玛兰塔说。因为雷贝卡不明白她的意思，她就天真地微笑着说：
“因为你可以拿自己的婚礼为教堂揭幕啦。”
雷贝卡试图阻止这样的议论。她认为建筑进度很慢，教堂最快十年才能竣工。尼康诺神父不同意她的看法：因为信徒们越慷慨，他就越能作出乐观的估计。雷贝卡心中不快，饭也没有吃完，而乌苏娜却赞成阿玛兰塔的想法，答应捐助一大笔款子。加快工程进度。尼康诺神父声称：再有这样一笔捐款，教堂三年就能落成。从那一天起，雷贝卡就不跟阿玛兰塔说一句话了，因为她确信，妹妹心里想的并不象嘴里说的那么单纯。“算啦，我没干更坏的事，”那天晚上她俩之间发生激烈争论时，阿玛兰塔说。“起码最近三年我不必杀死你。”雷贝卡接受了挑战。
知道又延期了，皮埃特罗·克列斯比陷入了绝望，但是未婚妻最后向他证明了自己的坚贞。“你啥时候愿意，咱们可以离开这儿，”她说。然而皮埃特罗·克列斯比并不是冒险家。他没有未婚妻那种冲动的性格，但是认为妻子的话应当重视。接着，雷贝卡采取了更加放肆的办法。不知哪儿刮来的风吹灭了客厅里的灯，乌苏娜惊异地发现未婚夫妇在黑暗中接吻。皮埃特罗·克列斯比慌乱地向她抱怨新的煤油灯质量太差，甚至答应帮助在客厅里安装更加可靠的照明设备。可是现在，这灯不是煤油完了，就是灯芯卡住了，于是乌苏娜又发现雷贝卡在未婚夫膝上。最后，乌苏娜再也不听任何解释。每逢这个未婚夫来访的时候，乌苏娜都把面包房交给印第安女人照顾，自己坐在摇椅里，观察未婚夫妇的动静，打算探出她年轻时就已司空见惯的花招。“可怜的妈妈，”看见乌苏娜在未婚夫来访时打呵欠，生气的雷贝卡就嘲笑他说。“她准会死在这把摇椅里，得到报应。”过了三个月受到监视的爱情生活，皮埃特罗·克列斯比每天都检查工程状况，对教堂建筑的缓慢感到苦恼，决定捐给尼康诺神父短缺的钱，使他能把事情进行到底。这个消息丝毫没使阿玛兰塔着急。每天下午，女友们聚在长廊上绣花的时候，她一面跟她们聊天，一面琢磨新的诡计。可是她的估计错了，她认为最有效的一个阴谋也就失败了；这个阴谋就是掏出卧室五斗橱里的樟脑球，因为雷贝卡是把结婚的衣服保藏在橱里的。阿玛兰塔是在教堂竣工之前两个月干这件事的。然而婚礼迫近，雷贝卡就急于想准备好自己的服装，时间比阿玛兰塔预料的早得多。雷贝卡拉开衣橱的抽屉，首先揭开几张纸，然后揭起护布，发现缎子衣服、花边头纱、甚至香橙花花冠，都给虫子蛀坏了，变成了粉末。尽管她清楚地记得，她在衣服包卷下面撒了一把樟脑球，但是灾难显得那么偶然，她就不敢责怪阿玛兰塔了。距离婚礼不到一个月，安芭萝·摩斯柯特却答应一星期之内就把新衣服缝好。一个雨天的中午，镇长的女儿抱着一堆泡沫似的绣装走进屋来，让雷贝卡最后试穿的时候，阿玛兰塔差点儿昏厥过去。她说不出话，一股冷汗沿着脊椎往下流。几个月来，阿玛兰塔最怕这个时刻的来临，因她坚信：如果她想不出什么办法来最终阻挠这场婚礼，那么到了一切幻想都已破灭的最后时刻，她就不得不鼓起勇气毒死雷贝卡了。安芭萝·摩斯柯特非常耐心地千针万线缝成的缎子衣服，雷贝卡穿在身上热得直喘气，阿玛兰塔却把毛线衣的针数数错了几次，并且拿织针扎破了自己的手指，但她异常冷静地作出决定：日期--婚礼之前的最后一个星期五，办法--在一杯咖啡里放进一些鸦片酊。
然而，新的障碍是那么不可预料、难以克服，婚礼又无限期地推迟了。在雷贝卡和皮埃特罗·克列斯比的婚期之前七天，年轻的雷麦黛丝半夜醒来，浑身被内脏里排出的屎尿湿透，还发出一种打嗝似的声音，三天以后就血中毒死了，--有一对双胞胎横梗在她肚子里。阿玛兰塔受到良心的谴责。她曾热烈祈求上帝降下什么灾难，免得她向雷贝卡下毒，现在她对雷麦黛丝之死感到自己有罪了。她祈求的并不是这样的灾难。雷麦黛丝给家里带来了快活的气氛。她跟丈夫住在作坊旁边的房间里，给整个卧室装饰了不久之前童年时代的木偶和玩具，可是她的欢乐溢出了卧室的四壁，象有益健康的和风拂过秋海棠长廊。太阳一出，她就唱歌。家中只有她一个人敢于干预雷贝卡和阿玛兰塔之间的纷争。为了照拂霍·阿·布恩蒂亚，她承担了不轻的劳动。她送吃的给他，拿肥皂和刷子给他擦擦洗洗，注意他的头发和胡子里不止虱子和虱卵，保持棕榈棚的良好状态，遇到雷雨天气，还给棕榈棚遮上一块不透水的帆布。在生前的最后几个月里，她学会了用粗浅的拉丁语跟霍·阿·布恩蒂亚谈话。奥雷连诺和皮拉·苔列娜的孩子出世以后，给领到了家里，在家庭仪式上命名为奥雷连诺·霍塞，雷麦黛丝决定把他认做自己的大儿子。她做母亲的本能使得乌苏娜吃惊。奥雷连诺在个活上更是需要雷麦黛丝的。他整天在作坊里干活，雷麦黛丝每天早晨部给他送去一杯黑咖啡。每天晚上，他俩都去摩斯柯特家里。奥雷连诺和岳父没完没了地玩多米诺骨牌，雷麦黛丝就跟姐姐们聊夭，或者跟母亲一起议论大人的事。跟布恩蒂亚家的亲戚关系，巩固了阿·摩斯柯特在马孔多的威望。他经常去省城，已经说服政府当局在马孔多开办一所学校，由继承了祖父教育热情的阿卡蒂奥管理。为了庆祝国家独立节，阿·摩斯柯特先生通过说服使得大部分房屋都刷成了蓝色。根据尼康诺神父的坚决要求，他命令卡塔林诺游艺场迁到偏僻的街道，并且关闭小镇中心区另外几个花天酒地的场所。有一次，阿·摩斯柯特先生从省城回来，带来了六名持枪的警察，由他们维持社会秩序，甚至谁也没有想起马孔多不留武装人员的最初的协议了。奥雷连诺欢喜岳父的活力。“你会变得象他那么肥胖，’--朋友们向他说。可是，由于经常坐在作坊里，他只是颧骨比较凸出，眼神比较集中，体重却没增加，拘谨的性格也没改变；恰恰相反，嘴边比较明显地出现了笔直的线条--独立思考和坚强决心的征象。奥雷连诺和他的妻子都得到了两家的深爱，所以，当雷麦黛丝说她将有孩子的时候，甚至阿玛兰塔和雷贝卡都暂时停止了扯皮，为孩子加紧编织两种颜色的毛线衣：蓝色的--如果生下的是男孩；粉红色的－－如果生下的是女孩。几年以后，奥雷连诺站在行刑队面前的时候，想到的最后一个人就是雷麦黛丝。乌苏娜宣布了严格的丧事，关闭了所有的门窗，如果没有极端的必要，决不允许任何人进出屋子；在一年之中，她禁止大家高声说话；殡丧日停放棺材的地方，墙上挂了雷麦黛丝的厢片，照片周围加了黑色缎带，下面放了一盏长明灯。布恩蒂亚的后代一直是让长明灯永不熄灭的，他们看见这个姑娘的照片就感到杌隍不安；这姑娘身着百褶裙，头戴蝉翼纱花巾，脚上穿了一双白皮鞋，子孙们简直无法把照片上的姑娘跟“曾祖母”本来的形象联系起来。阿玛兰塔自动收养了奥雷连诺·霍塞。她希望拿他当儿子，分担她的孤独，减轻她的痛苦，因为她把疯狂弄来的鸦片酊偶然放到雷麦黛丝的咖啡里了。每天晚上，皮埃特罗·克列斯比都在帽上戴着黑色丝带，踮着脚走进屋来，打算悄悄地探望雷贝卡；她穿着黑色衣服，袖子长到手腕，显得萎靡不振。现在要想确定新的婚期，简直就是亵渎神灵了；他俩虽已订婚，却无法使关系往前推进，他俩的爱情令人讨厌、得不到关心，仿佛这两个灭了灯、在黑暗中接吻的情人只能听凭死神的摆布。雷贝卡失去了希望，精神萎顿，又开始吃土。
丧事开始之后过了不少时间，刺绣的人又聚在长廊上的时候，在一个死寂的炎热天，下午两点正，忽然有个人猛力推开了房屋的正门，使得整座房子都晃动起来；坐在长廊上的阿玛兰塔和她的女友们，在房间里咂吮手指的雷贝卡，厨房里的乌苏娜，作坊里的奥雷连诺，甚至栗树下的霍·阿·布恩蒂亚--全部觉得地震已经开始，房子就要倒塌了。门槛边出现了一个样子非凡的人。他那宽阔的肩膀勉强才挤过门洞，粗脖子上挂着一个“救命女神”像，胳膊和胸脯都刺满了花纹，右腕紧紧地箍着一个护身的铜镯。他的皮肤被海风吹成了棕褐包，头发又短又直，活象骡子的鬃毛，下巴显得坚毅，神情却很悒郁。他的腰带比马肚带粗一倍，高统皮靴钉了马刺，后跟包了铁皮；他一走动，一切都颤抖起来，犹如地震时一样。他千里拎着一个相当破烂的鞍囊，走过客厅和起居室，象雷霆一样出现在秋海棠长廊上，使得阿玛兰塔和她的女伴们把针拿在空中都呆住了。“哈罗！”--他用疲惫的声音打了个招呼，就把鞍囊扔在她们面前的桌上，继续朝房子深处走去。“哈罗！”他向惶恐地探望室外的雷贝卡说。“哈罗！”--他向全神贯注干活的奥雷连诺说。这人哪儿也没耽搁，一直走到厨房才停了下来，结束了他从世界另一边开始的旅行。 “哈罗！”--他说。刹那间，乌苏娜张着嘴巴发楞，然后看了看来人的眼睛，才“噢唷”一声，抱住他的脖子，高兴得又哭又叫。这是霍·阿卡蒂奥。他回家时也象离家时一样穷困，乌苏娜甚至不得不给他两个比索，偿付租马的费用。他说的是两班牙语，其中夹了许多水手行话。大家问他到过哪儿，他只同答：“那儿。”在指定给他的房间里，他悬起吊床，一连睡了三天，醒来以后，他一口气吃了十六只生鸡蛋，就径直去卡塔林诺游艺场，他那粗壮的身抠在好奇的娘儿们中间引起了惊愕。他请在场的人听音乐、
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