…four hours； having dispatched a dinner of veal； with cassava； yams； and fried bananas； and a case and a half of champagne in addition； Aureliano Segundo was sure of victory。 He seemed more enthusiastic； more vital than his imperturbable adversary； who possessed a style that was obviously more professional； but at the same time less emotional for the large crowd that filled the house。 While Aureliano Segundo ate with great bites； overe by the anxiety of victory； The Elephant was slicing her meat with the art of a surgeon and eating it unhurriedly and even with a certain pleasure。 She was gigantic and sturdy； but over her colossal form a tenderness of femininity prevailed and she had a face that was so beautiful； hands so fine and well cared for； and such an irresistible personal charm that when Aureliano Segundo saw her enter the house he mented in a low voice that he would have preferred to have the tourney in bed and not at the table。 Later on； when he saw her consume a side of veal without breaking a single rule of good table manners； he mented seriously that that delicate； fascinating； and insatiable proboscidian was in a certain way the ideal woman。 He was not mistaken。 The reputation of a bone crusher that had preceded The Elephant had no basis。 She was not a beef cruncher or a bearded lady from a Greek circus； as had been said； but the director of a school of voice。 She had learned to eat when she was already the respectable mother of a family； looking for a way for her children to eat better and not by means of any artificial stimulation of their appetites but through the absolute tranquility of their spirits。 Her theory； demonstrated in practice； was based on the principle that a person who had all matters of conscience in perfect shape should be able to eat until overe by fatigue。 And it was for moral reasons and sporting interest that she left her school and her home to pete with a man whose fame as a great； unprincipled eater had spread throughout the country。 From the first moment she saw him she saw that Aureliano Segundo would lose not his stomach but his character。 At the end of the first night； while The Elephant was boldly going on； Aureliano Segundo was wearing himself out with a great deal of talking and laughing。 They slept four hours。 On awakening each one had the juice of forty oranges； eight quarts of coffee； and thirty raw eggs。 On the second morning； after many hours without sleep and having put away two pigs； a bunch of bananas； and four cases of champagne； The Elephant suspected that Aureliano Segundo had unknowingly discovered the same method as hers； but by the absurd route of total irresponsibility。 He was； therefore； more dangerous than she had thought。 Nevertheless； when Petra Cotes brought two roast turkeys to the table； Aureliano Segundo was a step away from being stuffed。
“If you can’t； don’t eat any more；？The Elephant said to him。 “Let’s call it a tie。？
She said it from her heart； understanding that she could not eat another mouthful either； out
GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ was born in Aracataca； Colombia in 1928； but he has lived most of his life in Mexico and Europe。 He attended the University of Bogot？and later worked as staff reporter and film critic for the Colombian newspaper El Espectador。 In addition to ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE。 he has also written two collections of short fiction； NO ONE WRITES TO THE COLONEL and LEAF STORM （both available in Bard editions）。
García Márquez currently lives with his wife and children in Barcelona。
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THE AUTUMN OF THE PATRIARCH
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ONE HUNDRED YEARS
OF SOLITUDE
GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ
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This book was first published in Argentina in 1967 by Editorial Sudamericana； S。A。； Buenos Aires； under the title Cien A？os de Soledad。
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ONE HUNDRED YEARS
OF SOLITUDE
Chapter 1
MANY YEARS LATER as he faced the firing squad； Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice。 At that time Macondo was a village of twenty adobe houses； built on the bank of a river of clear water that ran along a bed of polished stones； which were white and enormous； like prehistoric eggs。 The world was so recent that many things lacked names； and in order to indicate them it was necessary to point。 Every year during the month of March a family of ragged gypsies would set up their tents near the village； and with a great uproar of pipes and kettledrums they would display new inventions。 First they brought the magnet。 A heavy gypsy with an untamed beard and sparrow hands； who introduced himself as Melquíades； put on a bold public demonstration of what he himself called the eighth wonder of the learned alchemists of Macedonia。 He went from house to house dragging two metal ingots and everybody was amazed to see pots； pans； tongs； and braziers tumble down from their places and beams creak from the desperation of nails and screws trying to emerge； and even objects that had been lost for a long time appeared from where they had been searched for most and went dragging along in turbulent confusion behind Melquíades？magical irons。 “Things have a life of their own；？the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent。 “It’s simply a matter of waking up their souls。？Jos？Arcadio Buendía； whose unbridled imagination always went beyond the genius of nature and even beyond miracles and magic； thought that it would be possible to make use of that useless invention to extract gold from the bowels of the earth。 Melquíades； who was an honest man； warned him： “It won’t work for that。？But Jos？Arcadio Buendía at that time did not believe in the honesty of gypsies； so he traded his mule and a pair of goats for the two magnetized ingots。 ？rsula Iguarán； his wife； who relied on those animals to increase their poor domestic holdings； was unable to dissuade him。 “Very soon well have gold enough and more to pave the floors of the house；？her husband replied。 For several months he worked hard to demonstrate the truth of his idea。 He explored every inch of the region； even the riverbed； dragging the two iron ingots along and reciting Melquíades？incantation aloud。 Th