One Hundred Years of Solitude

of war. From it the nocturnal
itinerary of the colonel from
the dawn he left Macondo at
the head of twenty-one men
on his way to a fanciful
rebellion until he returned for
the last time wrapped in a
blanket stiff with blood could
have been reconstructed.
Aureliano Segundo did not let
the chance go by to regale his
cousins with a thunderous
champagne and accordion
party that was interpreted as a