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whom she would have given her life was simply a man incapable of love. One night when she was carrying him
in her belly she heard him weeping. It was such a definite lament that Jos?Arcadio Buendaa woke up beside her
and was happy with the idea that his son was going to be a ventriloquist. Other people predicted that he would be
a prophet. She, on the other hand, shuddered from the certainty that the deep moan was a first indication of the
fearful pig tail and she begged God to let the child die in her womb. But the lucidity of her old age allowed her to
see, and she said so many times,cheap wow gold, that the cries of children in their mothers?wombs are not announcements of
ventriloquism or a faculty for prophecy but an unmistakable sign of an incapacity for love. The lowering of the
image of her son brought out in her all at once all the compassion that she owed him. Amaranta, however, whose
hardness of heart frightened her, whose concentrated bitterness made her bitter, suddenly became clear to her in
the final analysis as the most tender woman who had ever existed, and she understood with pitying clarity that
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the unjust tortures to which she had submitted Pietro Crespi had not been dictated by a desire for vengeance, as
everyone had thought, nor had the slow martyrdom with which she had frustrated the life of Colonel Gerineldo
Mrquez been determined by the gall of her bitterness, as everyone had thought, but that both actions had been a
mortal struggle between a measureless love and an invincible cowardice, and that the irrational fear that
Amaranta had always had of her own tormented heart had triumphed in the end. It was during that time that
2rsula, began to speak Rebeca’s name, bringing back the memory of her with an old love that was exalted by
tardy repentance and a sudden admiration, coming to understand that only she, Rebeca, the one who had never
fed of her milk but only of the earth of the land and the whiteness of the walls,ultima online gold, the one who did not carry the
blood of her veins in hers but the unknown blood of the strangers whose bones were still clocing in their grave.
Rebeca, the one with an impatient heart, the one with a fierce womb, was the only one who bad the unbridled
courage that 2rsula had wanted for her line.
“Rebeca,?she would say, feeling along the walls, “how unfair we’ve been to you!?
In the house they simply thought that her mind was wandering,buy world of warcraft gold, especially since the time she had begun
walking about with her right arm raised like the Archangel Gabriel. Fernanda, however,buy uo gold, realized that there was a
sun of clairvoyance in the shadows of that wandering, for 2rsula could say without hesitation how much money
had been spent in the house during the previous year. Amaranta had a similar idea one day as her mother was
stirring a pot of soup in the kitchen and said all at once without knowing that they were listening to her that the
corn grinder they had bought from the first gypsies and that had disappeared during the time before Jos?Arcadio,
had taken his sixty-five trips around the world was still in Pilar Ternera’s house. Also almost a hundred years old,
but fit and agile in spite of her inconceivable fatness, which frightened children as her laughter had frightened the
doves in other times, Pilar Ternera was not surprised that 2rsula was correct because her own experience was
beginning to tell her that an alert old age can be more keen than the cards.
Nevertheless, when 2rsula realized that she had not had enough time to consolidate the vocation of Jos?
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day, the same actions, and almost repeated the same words at the same hour. Only when they deviated from
meticulous routine did they run the risk of losing something. So when she heard Fernanda all upset be cause she
had lost her ring, 2rsula remembered that the only thing different that she had done that day was to put the
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mattresses out in the sun because Meme had found a bedbug the might before. Since the children had been
present at the fumigation, 2rsula figured that Fernanda had put the ring in the only place where they could not
reach it: the shelf. Fernanda, on the other hand, looked for it in vain along the paths of her everyday itinerary
without knowing that the search for lost things is hindered by routine habits and that is why it is so difficult to
find them.
The rearing of Jos?Arcadio helped 2rsula in the exhausting task of keeping herself up to date on the smallest
changes in the house. When she realized that Amaranta was dressing the saints in the bedroom she pretended to
show the boy the differences in the colors.
“Let’s see,?she would tell him. “Tell me what color the Archangel Raphael is wearing.?
In that way the child gave her the information that was denied her by her eyes, and long before he went away
to the seminary 2rsula could already distinguish the different colors of the saints?clothing by the texture.
Sometimes unforeseen accidents would happen. One afternoon when Amaranta was ‘embroidering on the porch
with the begonias 2rsula bumped into her.
“For heaven’s sake,?Amaranta protested. “watch where you’re going.?
“It’s your fault,cheap world of warcraft gold,?2rsula said. “You’re not sitting where you’re supposed to.?
She was sure of it. But that day she began to realize something that no one had noticed and it was that with the
passage of the year the sun imperceptibly changed position and those who sat on the porch had to change their
position little by little without being aware of it. From then on 2rsula had only to remember the date in order to
know exactly where Amaranta was sitting. Even though the trembling of her hands was more and more
noticeable and the weight of her feet was too much for her, her small figure was never seen in so many places at
the same time. She was almost as diligent as when she had the whole weight of the house on her shoulders.
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times had prevented her from seeing. Around the time they were preparing Jos?Arcadio for the seminary she had
already made a detailed recapitulation of life in the house since the founding of Macondo and had completely
changed the opinion that she had always held of her descendants. She realized that Colonel Aureliano Buendaa
had not lost his love for the family because he had been hardened by the war, as she had thought before, but that
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Chapter 13
IN THE BEWILDERMENT of her last years, 2rsula had had very little free time to attend to the papal education
of Jos?Arcadio, and the time came for him to get ready to leave for the seminary right away. Meme, his sister,
dividing her time between Fernanda’s rigidity and Amaranta’s bitterness, at almost the same moment reached the
age set for her to be sent to the nuns?school, where they would make a virtuoso on the clavichord of her. 2rsula
felt tormented by grave doubts concerning the effectiveness of the methods with which she had molded the spirit
of the languid apprentice Supreme Pontiff, but she did not put the blame on her staggering old age or the dark
clouds that barely permitted her to make out the shape of things, but on something that she herself could not
really define and that she conceived confusedly as a progressive breakdown of time. “The years nowadays don’t
pass the way the old ones used to,uo gold,?she would say, feeling that everyday reality was slipping through her hands. In
the past, she thought, children took a long time to grow up. All one had to do was remember all the time needed
for Jos?Arcadio, the elder, to go away with the gypsies and all that happened before he came back painted like a
snake and talking like an astronomer, and the things that happened in the house before Amaranta and Arcadio
forgot the language of the Indians and learned Spanish. One had to see only the days of sun and dew that poor
Jos?Arcadio Buendaa went through under the chestnut tree and all the time weeded to mourn his death before
they brought in a dying Colonel Aureliano Buendaa,buy warhammer gold, who after so much war and so much suffering from it was
still not fifty years of age. In other times, after spending the whole day making candy animals, she had more than
enough time for the children, to see from the whites of their eyes that they needed a dose of castor oil. Now,cheap warcraft gold,
however, when she had nothing to do and would go about with Jos?Arcadio riding on her hip from dawn to dusk,
this bad kind of time compelled her to leave things half done. The truth was that 2rsula resisted growing old
even when she had already lost count of her age and she was a bother on all sides as she tried to meddle in
everything and as she annoyed strangers with her questions as to whether they had left a plaster Saint Joseph to
be kept until the rains were over during the days of the war. No one knew exactly when she had begun to lose her
sight. Even in her later years, when she could no longer get out of bed, it seemed that she was simply defeated by
decrepitude, but no one discovered that she was blind. She had noticed it before the birth of Jos?Arcadio. At first
she thought it was a matter of a passing debility and she secretly took marrow syrup and put honey on her eyes,
but quite soon she began to realize that she was irrevocably sinking into the darkness, to a point where she never
had a clear notion of the invention of the electric light, for when they put in the first bulbs she was only able to
perceive the glow. She did not tell anyone about it because it would have been a public recognition of her
uselessness. She concentrated on a silent schooling in the distances of things and peoples voices, so that she
would still be able to see with her memory what the shadows of her cataracts no longer allowed her to. Later on
she was to discover the unforeseen help of odors,buy warcraft gold, which were defined in the shadows with a strength that was
much more convincing than that of bulk and color, and which saved her finally from the shame of admitting
defeat. In the darkness of the room she was able to thread a needle and sew a buttonhole and she knew when the
milk was about to boil. She knew with so much certainty the location of everything that she herself forgot that
she was blind at times. On one occasion Fernanda had the whole house upset because she had lost her wedding
ring, and 2rsula found it on a shelf in the children’s bedroom. Quite simply, while the others were going
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“Tell him,?the colonel said, smiling,warhammer power leveling, “that a person doesn’t die when he should but when he can.?
The omen of the, dead father stirred up the last remnant of pride that was left in his heart, but he confused it
with a sudden gust of strength. It was for that reason that he hounded 2rsula to tell him where in the courtyard
the gold coins that they had found inside the plaster Saint Joseph were buried. “You’ll never know,?she told him
with a firmness inspired by an old lesson. “One day,?she added, “the owner of that fortune will appear and only
he can dig it up.?No one knew why a man who had always been so generous had begun to covet money with
such anxiety, and not the modest amounts that would have been enough to resolve an emergency, but a fortune of
such mad size that the mere mention of it left Aureliano Segundo awash in amazement. His old fellow party
members, to whom he went asking for help, hid so as not to receive him. It was around that time that he was
heard to say. “The only difference today between Liberals and Conservatives is that the Liberals go to mass at
five o’clock and the Conservatives at eight.?Nevertheless he insisted with such perseverance, begged in such a
way, broke his code of dignity to such a degree, that with a little help from here and a little more from there,
sneaking about everywhere, with a slippery diligence and a pitiless perseverance, he managed to put together in
eight months more money than 2rsula had buried. Then he visited the ailing Colonel Gerineldo Mrquez so that
he would help him start the total war.
At a certain time Colonel Gerineldo Mrquez was really the only one who could have pulled, even from his
paralytics chair, the musty strings of rebellion. After the armistice of Neerlandia, while Colonel Aureliano
Buendaa took refuge with his little gold fishes, he kept in touch with the rebel officers who had been faithful to
him until the defeat. With them he waged the sad war of daily humiliation, of entreaties and petitions, of come-
back-tomorrow, of any-time-now, of we’re-studying-your-case-with-the-proper-attention; the war hopelessly lost
against the many yours-most-trulys who should have signed and would never sign the lifetime pensions. The
other war, the bloody one of twenty years, did not cause them as much damage as the corrosive war of eternal
postponements. Even Colonel Gerineldo Mrquez, who escaped three attempts on his life, survived five wounds,
and emerged unscathed from innumerable battles, succumbed to that atrocious siege of waiting and sank into the
miserable defeat of old age, thinking of Amaranta among the diamond-shaped patches of light in a borrowed
house. The last veterans of whom he had word had appeared photographed in a newspaper with their faces
shamelessly raised beside an anonymous president of the republic who gave them buttons with his likeness on
them to wear in their lapels and returned to them a flag soiled with blood and gunpowder so that they could place
it on their coffins. The others,wow gold, more honorable. were still waiting for a letter in the shadow of public charity,
dying of hunger, living through rage, ratting of old age amid the exquisite shit of glory. So that when Colonel
Aureliano Buendaa invited him to start a mortal conflagration that would wipe out all vestiges of a regime of
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Remedios the Beauty, who was clutching the sheet by the other end, gave a pitying smile.
“Quite the opposite,12sky2 gold,?she said, “I never felt better.?
She had just finished saying it when Fernanda felt a delicate wind of light pull the sheets out of her hands and
open them up wide. Amaranta felt a mysterious trembling in the lace on her petticoats and she tried to grasp the
sheet so that she would not fall down at the instant in which Remedios the Beauty began to rise. 2rsula, almost
blind at the time, was the only person who was sufficiently calm to identify the nature of that determined wind
and she left the sheets to the mercy of the light as she watched Remedios the Beauty waving good-bye in the
midst of the flapping sheets that rose up with her, abandoning with her the environment of beetles and dahlias
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envy, finally accepted the miracle, and for a long time she kept on praying to God to send her back her sheets.
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have been talk of nothing else for a long time if the barbarous extermination of the Aurelianos had not replaced
amazement with honor. Although he had never thought of it as an omen,tibia gold, Colonel Aureliano Buendaa had foreseen
the tragic end of his sons in a certain way. When Aureliano Serrador and Aureliano Arcaya, the two who arrived
during the tumult, expressed a wish to stay in Macondo, their father tried to dissuade them. He could not
understand what they were going to do in a town that had been transformed into a dangerous place overnight.
But Aureliano Centeno and Aureliano Triste, backed by Aureliano Segundo. gave them work in their businesses.
Colonel Aureliano Buendaa had reasons that were still very confused and were against that determination. When
he saw Mr. Brown in the first automobile to reach Macondo?aan orange convertible with a horn that frightened
dogs with its bark?athe old soldier grew indignant with the servile excitement of the people and he realized that
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paint our houses blue.?When the banana company arrived, however, the local functionaries were replaced by
dictatorial foreigners whom Mr. Brown brought to live in the electrified chicken yard so that they could enjoy, as
he explained it, the dignity that their status warranted and so that they would not suffer from the heat and the
mosquitoes and the countless discomforts and privations of the town. The old policemen were replaced by hired
assassins with machetes. Shut up in his workshop, Colonel Aureliano Buendaa thought about those changes and
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Magnafico Visbal was taking his seven-year-old grandson to get a soft drink at one of the pushcarts on the square
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barbarian cut him to pieces with his machete, and with one stroke he cut off the head of the grandfather as he
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his old stentorian voice, restored by a deep disgust with himself, he unloaded upon them the burden of hate that
he could no longer bear in his heart.
“One of these days,?he shouted, I’m going to arm my boys so we can get rid of these shitty gringos!?
During the course of that week, at different places along the coast, his seventeen sons were hunted down like
rabbits by invisible criminals who aimed at the center of their crosses of ash. Aureliano Triste was leaving the
house with his mother at seven in the evening when a rifle shot came out of the darkness and perforated his
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when someone in the crowd who was never identified fired a revolver shot which knocked him over into a
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the crosses of ash. Amaranta fetched the ledger where she had written down the facts about her nephews and as
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was lost in the labyrinth of the mountains, which he knew like the back of his hand thanks to the friendship he
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Those were dark days for Colonel Aureliano Buendaa. The president of the republic sent him a telegram of
condolence in which he promised an exhaustive investigation and paid homage to the dead men. At his
command, the mayor appeared at the services with four funeral wreaths, which he tried to place on the coffins,
but the colonel ordered him into the street. After the burial he drew up and personally submitted to the president
of the republic a violent telegram, which the telegrapher refused to send. Then he enriched it with terms of
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which he had prepared the ashes that Wednesday and he tried to anoint the whole family with them to show that
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“Be careful,?she exclaimed. “You’ll fall.?
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While she was pouring water from the, cistern she told him that the roof was in that state because she thought
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region that Jos?Arcadio Buendaa and his men had crossed in search of the route to the great inventions. Two
other sons of Colonel Aureliano Buendaa, with the cross of ashes on their foreheads,swg credits, arrived, drawn by that great
volcanic belch, and they justified their determination with a phrase that may have explained everybody’s reasons.
“We came,?they said, “because everyone is coming.?
Remedios the Beauty was the only one who was immune to the banana plague. She was becalmed in a
magnificent adolescence, more and more impenetrable to formality, more and more indifferent to malice and
suspicion, happy in her own world of simple realities. She did not understand why women complicated their
lives with corsets and petticoats, so she sewed herself a coarse cassock that she simply put over her and without
further difficulties resolved the problem of dress, without taking away the feeling of being naked, which
according to her lights was the only decent way to be when at home. They bothered her so much to cut the rain of
hair that already reached to her thighs and to make rolls with combs and braids with red ribbons that she simply
shaved her head and used the hair to make wigs for the saints. The startling thing about her simplifying instinct
was that the more she did away with fashion in a search for comfort and the more she passed over conventions as
she obeyed spontaneity, the more disturbing her incredible beauty became and the more provocative she became
to men. When the sons of Colonel Aureliano Buendaa were in Macondo for the first time, 2rsula remembered
that in their veins they bore the same blood as her great-granddaughter and she shuddered with a forgotten fright.
“Keep your eyes wide open,?she warned her. “With any of them your children will come out with the tail of a
pig.?The girl paid such little attention to the warning that she dressed up as a man and rolled around in the sand
in order to climb the greased pole, and she was at the point of bringing on a tragedy among the seventeen
cousins, who were driven mad by the unbearable spectacle. That was why none of them slept at the house when
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they visited the town and the four who had stayed lived in rented rooms at 2rsula’s insistence. Remedios the
Beauty, however,buy tales of pirates gold, would have died laughing if she had known about that precaution. Until her last moment on

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understandable. Endowed with means that had been reserved for Divine Providence in former times, they
changed the pattern of the rams, accelerated the cycle of harvest, and moved the river from where it had always
been and put it with its white stones and icy currents on the other side of the town, behind the cemetery. It was at
that time that they built a fortress of reinforced concrete over the faded tomb of Jos?Arcadio, so that the corpses
smell of powder would not contaminate the waters. For the foreigners who arrived without love they converted
the street of the loving matrons from France into a more extensive village than it had been, and on one glorious
Wednesday they brought in a trainload of strange whores, Babylonish women skilled in age-old methods and in
possession of all manner of unguents and devices to stimulate the unaroused,sro gold, to give courage to the timid, to
satiate the voracious, to exalt the modest man, to teach a lesson to repeaters, and to correct solitary people. The
Street of the Turks, enriched by well-lit stores with products from abroad, displacing the old bazaars with their
bright colors, overflowed on Saturday nights with the crowds of adventurers who bumped into each other among
gambling tables, shooting galleries, the alley where the future was guessed and dreams interpreted, and tables of
fried food and drinks, and on Sunday mornings there were scattered on the ground bodies that were sometimes
those of happy drunkards and more often those of onlookers felled by shots, fists, knives, and bottles during the
brawls. It was such a tumultuous and intemperate invasion that during the first days it was impossible to walk
through the streets because of the furniture and trunks, and the noise of the carpentry of those who were building
their houses in any vacant lot without asking anyone’s permission, and the scandalous behavior of couples who
hung their hammocks between the almond trees and made love under the netting in broad daylight and in view of
everyone. The only serene corner had been established by peaceful West Indian Negroes, who built a marginal
street with wooden houses on piles where they would sit in the doors at dusk singing melancholy hymns in their
disordered gabble. So many changes took place in such a short time that eight months after Mr. Herbert’s visit
the old inhabitants had a hard time recognizing their own town.
“Look at the mess we’ve got ourselves into,?Colonel Aureliano Buendaa said at that time, “just because we
invited a gringo to eat some bananas.?
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Aureliano Segundo, on the other hand, could not contain his happiness over the avalanche of foreigners. The
house was suddenly filled with unknown guests, with invincible and worldly carousers, and it became necessary
to add bedrooms off the courtyard,sro gold, widen the dining room, and exchange the old table for one that held sixteen
people, with new china and silver, and even then they had to eat lunch in shifts. Fernanda had to swallow her
scruples and their guests of the worst sort like kings as they muddied the porch with their boots, urinated in the
garden. laid their mats down anywhere to take their siesta,cheap runescape money, and spoke without regard for the sensitivities of ladies
or the proper behavior of gentlemen. Amaranta, was so scandalized with the plebeian invasion that she went back
to eating in the kitchen as in olden days. Colonel Aureliano Buendaa, convinced that the majority of those who
came into his workshop to greet him were not doing it because of sympathy or regard but out of the curiosity to
meet a historical relic, a museum fossil,rs money, decided to shut himself in by barring the door and he was not seen any