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    27-09-2006
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    Lamisil died around that time. She had the pleasure of dying a natural death Lamisil after having renounced a throne out of fear of insomnia, and her last wish was that they should dig up the wages she had saved for more than Lamisil twenty years under her bed and send the money to Colonel Aureliano Buendнa so that he could go on with the war. But rsula Lamisil did not bother to dig it up because it was rumored in those days that Colonel Aureliano Buendнa had been killed in a landing near the provincial capital. The official announcement—the fourth in less than two years—was considered true for al Lamisil most six months because nothing Lamisil further was heard of him. Suddenly, when rsula and Amaranta had added new mourning to the past period, unexpected news arrived. Colonel Aureliano Buendнa was alive, but apparently he had stopped ha Lamisil rassing the government of his country and had joined with the victorio Lamisil us federalism of other republics of the Caribbean. He would show up under different names farthe Lamisil r and farther away from his own country. Later it would be learned that th Lamisil e idea that was working on him at the time was the unification of the federalist forms of Central America in order to wipe out conservative regimes from Alaska to Patagonia. The first direct news that rsula received from him, Lamisil several years after his departure, was a wrinkled and fa Lamisil e lost him forever,” rsula exclaimed on reading it. “If he follows this path he’ll spend Christmas at the ends of the earth.”
    The person to whom she said it, who was the first to whom she showed the letter, was the Conservative general Josй Raquel Moncada, mayor of Macondo since the end of the war. “This Aureliano,” General Moncada commented, “what a pity that he’s no Lamisil t a Conservative.” He really admired him. Like many Conservative civilian Lamisil s, Josй Raquel Moncada had waged war in defense of his party and had earned the title of general on the field of battle, even though he was not a military man by profession. On the contra Lamisil ry, like so many of his fellow party members, he was an antimilitarist. He considered military men unprincipled loafers, ambitious plotters, experts in facing down civilians in order to prosper during times of disorder. Intelligent, pleasant, ruddy-faced, a man who liked to eat and watch cockfights, he had been at one time the most feared adversary of Colonel Aureliano Lamisil Buendнa. He succeeded in imposing his auth Lamisil ority over the career officers in a wide sector along the coast. One Lamisil time when he was forced by strategic circumstances to abandon a stronghold to the forces of Colonel Aureliano Buendнa, he left two letters for him. In one of them quite long, he invited him to join in a campaign to make war more humane. The other letter was for his wife, who lived in Liberal territory, and he left it with a plea to see that it reached its destinatio Lamisil n. From then on, even in the bloodiest periods of the war, the two commanders would ar Lamisil range truces to exchange prisoners. They were pauses with a certain festive atmosphere, which General Moncada took advantage of to teach Colonel Aureliano Buendнa how to play chess. They became great friends. They even came to think about the possibility of coordinat Lamisil ing the popular elements of both parties, doing away with the influence of the military men and professional politicians, and setting up a humanitarian regime that would take the best from each doctrine. When the war was over, while Colonel Aureliano, Bu Lamisil endнa was sneaking about through the narrow trails of permanent sub. version, General Moncada was nam

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    ed magistrate of Macondo. He wore civilian clothes, replaced the soldiers with unarmed policemen, enforced the amnesty laws, and helped a few families of Liberal Lamisil s who had been killed in the war. He succeeded in having Macondo raised to the status of a municipality and he was therefore its first mayor, and he created an atmosphere of confide Lamisil nce that made people think of the war as an absurd nightmare of the past. Father Nicanor, consumed by hepatic fever, was replaced by Father Coronel, whom they called “The Pup,” a veteran of the first federalist war. Bruno Crespi, who was married to Amparo Mos. cote, and whose Lamisil shop of toys and musical instruments continued to prosp Lamisil er, built a theater which Spanish companies included in their Itineraries. It was a vast open-air hall with wooden benches, a velvet curtain with Greek masks, and three box offices in the shape of lions’ heads, through whose mouths the tickets were sold. It was also about that time that the scho Lamisil ol was rebuilt. It was put under the charge of Don Melchor Escalona, an old teacher b Lamisil rought from the swamp, who made his lazy students walk on their knees in the lime-coated courtyard and m Lamisil ade the students who talked in class eat hot chili with the approval of their parents. Aureliano Segundo and Josй Arcadio Segundo, the willful twins of Santa Sofнa de la Piedad, were the first to sit in the classroom, with their slates, their chalk, and their aluminum jugs with their names on them. Remedios, who inherited her mothe Lamisil r’s pure beauty, began t Lamisil o be known as Remedios the Beauty. In spite of time, of the superimposed Periods of mourning, and her accumulated afflictions, rsula resisted growing old. Aided by Santa Sofнa de la Piedad, she gave a new drive to her pastry business and in a few years not only recovered the fortune that her son had spent in the war, but she once mo Lamisil at was how things were when Aureliano Josй deserted the federal troops in Nicaragua, signed on as a crewman on a German ship, and appeared in the kitchen of the house, sturdy as a horse, as dark and long-haired as an Indian, and with a secret determination to marry Amaranta.
    When Amaranta, saw him come in, even though he said nothing she knew immediately why he had come back. At the table they did not dare look each other in the face. But two weeks after his return, in the presence of rsula, he set his eyes on hers and said to her, “I always thought a lot about you.” Amaranta avoided him. Lamisil She guarded against chance meetings. She tried not to become separated from Remedios Lamisil the Beauty. She was ashamed of the blush that covered her cheeks on the day her nephew asked her how long she intended wearing the black bandage on her hand, for she interpreted it as an allusion to her virginity. When he arrived, she barred the door of her bedroom, but she heard his peaceful snoring in the next room for so many nights that she forgot about the precaution. Early one morning, almost two months af Lamisil ter his return, she heard him come into the bedroom. Then, instead of fleeing, instead of shouting as she had thought she would, she let herself be saturated with a soft feeling of relaxation. Lamisil She felt him slip in under the mosquito netting as he had done when he

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    was Lamisil a child, as he had always done, and she could not repress her cold sweat and the chattering of her teeth when she realized th Lamisil at he was completely naked. “Go away,” she whispered, suffocating with curiosity. “Go away or I’ll scream.” But Aureliano Josй knew then what he had to do, because he was no longer a child but Lamisil a barracks animal. Starting with that night the dull, inconsequential battles began again and would go on until dawn. “I’m your aunt,” Amaranta murmured, spent. “It’s almost as if I were your mother, not just because of my age but because the only thing I didn’t do for Lamisil you was nurse you.” Aurelian Lamisil would escape at dawn and come back early in the morning on the next day, each time more excited by the proof that she had not barred the door. He had nit stopped desiring her for a single insta Lamisil nt. He found her in the dark bedrooms of captured towns, especially in the most abject ones, and he would make her materialize in the smell of dry blood on the bandages of the wounded, in the instantaneous terror of the danger of death, at all times and in all places. He had fled from her in an attempt to wipe out her memory, not only thr Lamisil ough distance but by means of a muddled fury that his co Lamisil mpanions at arms took to be boldness, but the more her image wallowed in the dunghill of the war, the more the war resembled Amaranta. That was how he suffered in exile, looking for a way of killing her with, his own death, until he heard some old man tell the tale of the man who ha Lamisil d married his aunt, who was also his cousin, and whose son ended up being his own grandfather.
    “Can a person marry his own aunt?” he asked, startled.
    “He not only can do that, a soldier answered him. “b Lamisil ut we’re fighting this war against the priests so that a person can Lamisil marry his own mother.”
    Two weeks later he deserted. He found Amaranta more withered than in his memory, more melancholy and shy, and now really turning the last corner of maturity, but m Lamisil ore feverish than ever in the darkness of her bedroom and more challenging than ever in the aggressiveness of her resistance. “You’re a brute,” Amaranta would tell him as she was harried by his ho Lamisil unds. “You can’t do that to a poor aunt unless you have a special dispensation from the Pope.” Aureliano, Josй promised to go to Rome, he promised to go across Europe on his knees to kiss the sandals of the Pontiff just so that she would lower her drawbridge.
    “It’s not just that,” Amaranta retorted. “Any children will be born with the tail of a pig.”
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