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But after all I waded the river one day and went up into the town. Luckily, I did not meet General Orozco. No one seemed to object to my entrance. All the sentries I saw were taking a siesta on the shady side of adobe walls. But almost immediately I encountered a courteous officer named Hernandez, to whom I explained that I wished to see General Mercado.Without inquiring as to my identity, he scowled, folded his arms, and burst out:I am General Orozco's chief of staff, and I will not take you to see General Mercado!I said nothing. In a few minutes he explained:General Orozco hates General Mercado! He does not deign to go to General Mercado's cuartel, and General Mercado does not dare to come to General Orozco's cuartel! He is a coward. He ran away from Tierra Blanca, and then he ran away from Chihuahua!What other Generals don't you like? I asked.He caught himself and slanted an angry look at me, and then grinned:Quien sabe....?I saw General Mercado, a fat, pathetic, worried, undecided little man, who blubbered and blustered a long tale about how the United States army had come across the river and helped Villa to win the battle of Tierra Blanca.The white, dusty streets of the town, piled high with filth and fodder, the ancient windowless church with its three enormous Spanish bells hanging on a rack outside and a cloud of blue incense crawling out of the black doorway, where the women camp followers of the army prayed for victory day and night, lay in hot, breathless sun. Five times had Ojinaga been lost and taken. Hardly a house that had a roof, and all the walls gaped with cannon-shot. In these bare, gutted rooms lived the soldiers, their women, their horses, their chickens and pigs, raided from the surrounding country. Guns were stacked in the corners, saddles piled in the dust. The soldiers were in rags; scarcely one possessed a complete uniform. They squatted around little fires in their doorways, boiling corn-husks and dried meat. They were almost starving.- Taken from Insurgent Mexico written by John Reed.

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But after all I waded the river one day and went up into the town. Luckily, I did not meet General Orozco. No one seemed to object to my entrance. All the sentries I saw were taking a siesta on the shady side of adobe walls. But almost immediately I encountered a courteous officer named Hernandez, to whom I explained that I wished to see General Mercado.Without inquiring as to my identity, he scowled, folded his arms, and burst out:I am General Orozco's chief of staff, and I will not take you to see General Mercado!I said nothing. In a few minutes he explained:General Orozco hates General Mercado! He does not deign to go to General Mercado's cuartel, and General Mercado does not dare to come to General Orozco's cuartel! He is a coward. He ran away from Tierra Blanca, and then he ran away from Chihuahua!What other Generals don't you like? I asked.He caught himself and slanted an angry look at me, and then grinned:Quien sabe....?I saw General Mercado, a fat, pathetic, worried, undecided little man, who blubbered and blustered a long tale about how the United States army had come across the river and helped Villa to win the battle of Tierra Blanca.The white, dusty streets of the town, piled high with filth and fodder, the ancient windowless church with its three enormous Spanish bells hanging on a rack outside and a cloud of blue incense crawling out of the black doorway, where the women camp followers of the army prayed for victory day and night, lay in hot, breathless sun. Five times had Ojinaga been lost and taken. Hardly a house that had a roof, and all the walls gaped with cannon-shot. In these bare, gutted rooms lived the soldiers, their women, their horses, their chickens and pigs, raided from the surrounding country. Guns were stacked in the corners, saddles piled in the dust. The soldiers were in rags; scarcely one possessed a complete uniform. They squatted around little fires in their doorways, boiling corn-husks and dried meat. They were almost starving.- Taken from Insurgent Mexico written by John Reed.

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American journalist John 'Jack' Reed writes, on the scene, describing the Mexican Revolution of 1914. He gives an excellent and realistic account of the Mexican Indians and peons that have suffered under a brutal dictatorship. He writes about the time he spent in Northern Mexico with Pancho Villa and the war in the desert. It was hard for him as a Gringo as most Americans had only gone to Mexico to pluner the enviornment. Read "The White Rose' by Bruno Traven and his other 'jungle' series books about the exploitation of Indian Mexican'S. Many would say that Jack Reed took over from Jack London in his war reporting, since Jack had just died in 1914. Jack Reed's other famous book "Ten Days That Shook The World" is about the Red October (Boleshvik) Russian Revolution - the movie "Reds" by Warren Beaty is Jack Reed's story. A Collector's Edition. Inhoud:Taal: Engels;Bindwijze: Paperback;Aantal pagina's: 180 pagina's;Illustraties: Nee; Betrokkenen:Auteur: John Reed;Uitgever: Independently Published; EAN: Overige kenmerken:Extra groot lettertype: Nee;NUR code: 680;Thema Qualifier Code: 1KLCM;Thema Subject Code: JPA , NHK , QRAM2 , JP; Engels | Paperback | 9798606638765 | 180 pagina'S.

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Independently published, Taschenbuch, Publiziert: 2020-01-30T00:00:01Z, Produktgruppe: Book.