One Hundred Years of Solitude

through the middle of the
street, suspended by the
lapels, until he put him down
on his two feet on the swamp
road. A week later he was
back with six barefoot and
ragged soldiers, armed with
shotguns, and an oxcart in
which his wife and seven
daughters were traveling.
Two other carts arrived later
with the furniture, the
baggage, and the household
utensils. He settled his family