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"
We
leave
Macondo
in
your
care
.
"
was
all
that
he
said
to
Arcadio
before
leaving
.
"
We
leave
it
to
you
in
good
shape
,
try
to
have
it
in
better
shape
when
we
return
.
"
Arcadio
gave
a
very
personal
interpretation
to
the
instructions
.
He
invented
a
uniform
with
the
braid
and
epaulets
of
a
marshal
,
inspired
by
the
prints
in
one
of
Melquíades
'
books
,
and
around
his
waist
he
buckled
the
saber
with
gold
tassels
that
had
belonged
to
the
executed
captain
.
He
set
up
the
two
artillery
pieces
at
the
entrance
to
town
,
put
uniforms
on
his
former
pupils
,
who
had
been
amused
by
his
fiery
proclamations
,
and
let
them
wander
through
the
streets
armed
in
order
to
give
outsiders
an
impression
of
invulnerability
.
It
was
a
doubleedged
deception
,
for
the
government
did
not
dare
attack
the
place
for
ten
months
,
but
when
it
did
it
unleashed
such
a
large
force
against
it
that
resistance
was
liquidated
in
a
half
hour
.
From
the
first
day
of
his
rule
Arcadio
revealed
his
predilection
for
decrees
.
He
would
read
as
many
as
four
a
day
in
order
to
decree
and
institute
everything
that
came
into
his
head
.
He
imposed
obligatory
military
service
for
men
over
eighteen
,
declared
to
be
public
property
any
animals
walking
the
streets
after
six
in
the
evening
,
and
made
men
who
were
overage
wear
red
armbands
.
He
sequestered
Father
Nicanor
in
the
parish
house
under
pain
of
execution
and
prohibited
from
saying
mass
or
ringing
the
bells
unless
it
was
for
a
Liberal
victory
.
In
order
that
no
one
would
doubt
the
severity
of
his
aims
,
he
ordered
a
firing
squad
organized
in
the
square
and
had
it
shoot
at
a
scarecrow
.
At
first
no
one
took
him
seriously
.
They
were
,
after
all
,
schoolchildren
playing
at
being
grownups
.
But
one
night
,
when
Arcadio
went
into
Catarino
's
store
,
the
trumpeter
in
the
group
greeted
him
with
a
fanfare
that
made
the
customers
laugh
and
Arcadio
had
him
shot
for
disrespect
for
the
authorities
.
People
who
protested
were
put
on
bread
and
water
with
their
ankles
in
a
set
of
stocks
that
he
had
set
up
in
a
schoolroom
.
"
You
murderer
!
"
úrsula
would
shout
at
him
every
time
she
learned
of
some
new
arbitrary
act
.
"
When
Aureliano
finds
out
he
's
going
to
shoot
you
and
I
'll
be
the
first
one
to
be
glad
.
"
But
it
was
of
no
use
.
Arcadio
continued
tightening
the
tourniquet
with
unnecessary
rigor
until
he
became
the
cruelest
ruler
that
Macondo
had
ever
known
.
"
Now
let
them
suffer
the
difference
,
"
Don
Apolinar
Moscote
said
on
one
occasion
.
"
This
is
the
Liberal
paradise
.
"
Arcadio
found
out
about
it
.
At
the
head
of
a
patrol
he
assaulted
the
house
,
destroyed
the
furniture
,
flogged
the
daughters
,
and
dragged
out
Don
Apolinar
Moscote
.
When
úrsula
burst
into
the
courtyard
of
headquarters
,
after
having
gone
through
the
town
shouting
shame
brandishing
with
rage
a
pitch-covered
whip
,
Arcadio
himself
was
preparing
to
give
the
squad
the
command
to
fire
.
"
I
dare
you
to
,
bastard
!
"
úrsula
shouted
.
Before
Arcadio
had
time
to
read
she
let
go
with
the
first
blow
of
the
lash
.
"
I
dare
you
to
,
murderer
!
"
she
shouted
.
"
And
kill
me
too
,
son
an
evil
mother
.
That
way
I
wo
n't
have
the
eyes
to
weep
for
the
shame
of
having
raised
a
monster
.
"
Whipping
him
without
mercy
,
she
chased
him
to
the
back
of
the
courtyard
,
where
Arcadio
curled
up
like
a
snail
in
its
shell
.
Don
Apolinar
Moscote
was
unconscious
,
tied
to
the
post
where
previously
they
had
had
the
scarecrow
that
had
been
cut
to
pieces
by
shots
fired
in
fun
.
The
boys
in
the
squad
scattered
,
fearful
that
úrsula
would
go
after
them
too
.
But
she
did
not
even
look
at
them
.
She
left
Arcadio
with
his
uniform
torn
,
roaring
with
pain
and
rage
,
and
she
untied
Don
Apolinar
Moscote
and
took
him
home
.
Before
leaving
the
headquarters
she
released
the
prisoners
from
the
stocks
.
From
that
time
on
she
was
the
one
who
ruled
in
the
town
.
She
reestablished
Sunday
masses
,
suspended
the
use
of
red
armbands
,
and
abrogated
the
harebrained
decrees
.
But
in
spite
of
her
strength
,
she
still
wept
over
her
unfortunate
fate
.
She
felt
so
much
alone
that
she
sought
the
useless
company
of
her
husband
,
who
had
been
forgotten
under
the
chestnut
tree
.
"
Look
what
we
've
come
to
,
"
she
would
tell
him
as
the
June
rains
threatened
to
knock
the
shelter
down
.
"
Look
at
the
empty
house
,
our
children
scattered
all
over
the
world
,
and
the
two
of
us
alone
again
,
the
same
as
in
the
beginning
.
"
José
Arcadio
Buendía
,
sunk
in
an
abyss
of
unawareness
,
was
deaf
to
her
lamentations
.
At
the
beginning
of
his
madness
he
would
announce
his
daily
needs
with
urgent
Latin
phrases
.
In
fleeting
clear
spells
of
lucidity
,
when
Amaranta
would
bring
him
his
meals
he
would
tell
her
what
bothered
him
most
and
would
accept
her
sucking
glasses
and
mustard
plasters
in
a
docile
way
.
But
at
the
time
when
úrsula
went
to
lament
by
his
side
he
had
lost
all
contact
with
reality
.
She
would
bathe
him
bit
by
bit
as
he
sat
on
his
stool
while
she
gave
him
news
of
the
family
.
"
Aureliano
went
to
war
more
than
four
months
ago
and
we
have
n't
heard
anything
about
him
,
"
she
would
say
,
scrubbing
his
back
with
a
soaped
brush
.
"
José
Arcadio
came
back
a
big
man
,
taller
than
you
,
all
covered
with
needle-work
,
but
he
only
brought
shame
to
our
house
.
"
She
thought
she
noticed
,
however
,
that
her
husband
would
grow
sad
with
the
bad
news
.
Then
she
decided
to
lie
to
him
.
'
Rou
wo
n't
believe
what
I
'm
going
to
tell
you
,
"
she
said
as
she
threw
ashes
over
his
excrement
in
order
to
pick
it
up
with
the
shovel
.
"
God
willed
that
José
Arcadio
and
Rebeca
should
get
married
,
and
now
they
're
very
happy
.
"
She
got
to
be
so
sincere
in
the
deception
that
she
ended
up
by
consoling
herself
with
her
own
lies
.
"
Arcadio
is
a
serious
man
now
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
very
brave
,
and
a
fine-looking
young
man
with
his
uniform
and
saber
.
"
It
was
like
speaking
to
a
dead
man
,
for
José
Arcadio
Buendía
was
already
beyond
the
reach
of
any
worry
.
But
she
insisted
.
He
seemed
so
peaceful
,
so
indifferent
to
everything
that
she
decided
to
release
him
.
He
did
not
even
move
from
his
stool
.
He
stayed
there
,
exposed
to
the
sun
and
the
rain
,
as
if
the
thongs
were
unnecessary
,
for
a
dominion
superior
to
any
visible
bond
kept
tied
to
the
trunk
of
the
chestnut
tree
.
Toward
August
,
when
winter
began
to
last
forever
,
úrsula
was
finally
able
to
give
him
a
piece
of
news
that
sounded
like
the
truth
.
"
Would
you
believe
it
that
good
luck
is
still
pouring
down
on
us
?
"
she
told
him
.
"
Amaranta
and
the
pianola
Italian
are
going
to
get
married
.
"
