CHAPTER VI.

WILD HORSES.

The fishing over, the main object of our expedition to La Yegüera was

next attended to, namely, that of adding to our _madrina_ of

supernumerary horses from the abundant stock of this farm. An entire day

was passed in riding through its enchanting groves and meadows,

inspecting the numerous droves of mares, guarded by their proud

_padrotes_ or stallions. Each troop is under the control of one of

these, who not only prevent their mingling with other packs, but

endeavor also to appropriate all the other mares they can kidnap from

their neighbors. The conquest, however, is not obtained without a

determined resistance from their rightful lords, which occasions fierce

combats between the rivals. When any stranger approaches, the whole

troop boldly advances towards the object of their alarm, neighing,

snorting, and throwing their slim and beautiful forms into the most

graceful attitudes. When at the distance of a hundred paces, they all

halt, and five or six scouts are detached from the main body to

reconnoitre. These approach still nearer, and stretching their necks

and ears, seem, with wild glance and cautious movement, to inquire from

the stranger the object of this intrusion, while, in the mean time, the

stallion keeps the whole troop in readiness for retreat in case of

pursuit. When this last occurs, the scouts hastily incorporate

themselves with the main body, while the stallion orders the retreat as

skilfully as a good general might under similar circumstances, stopping

occasionally to watch the enemy’s movements, but never resuming the lead

until the troop is out of danger. When thus wildly coursing over the

prairies in packs of one or two hundred, headed by their respective

stallions, inspired, as it were, by the freedom of the plain, nothing

can surpass their magnificent appearance, nor the proud air of liberty

with which they snuff the passing breeze. We one day brought to the

Ranch a large drove, from which we selected those required for the

expedition. This occupied the men for a couple of days, as it was

discovered that most of the animals were in bad condition from burrs and

_garrapatas_, another destructive insect peculiar to those places, of

the size and shape of a bed-bug, and very distressing to animals. It

adheres with such tenacity to the skin of the poor brutes, that it

requires to be pulled by hand in order to detach it; if left

undisturbed, it will suck the blood until its body becomes distended to

many times the natural size. It attacks all kinds of animals, but more

especially horses: these last suffer in consequence, from malignant

sores about their ears, which soon wither and drop off.

The horses were so wild that they had to be broken in before they could

be of any service. This operation--which might as well be termed

breaking down horses, as a great number are ruined by it--affords the

Llaneros a fine opportunity for testing their ability in coping with

this, the most spirited animal in the world. It is also undoubtedly one

of the most difficult performances on cattle-farms, requiring strong

nerve and great skill on the part of the rider to withstand the kicks

and plunges of the animal and retain his seat. The method practised in

the Llanos differs but little from that of the Pampas of Buenos Ayres,

so ably described by Sir Francis Head, Darwin, and other eminent

writers. I will quote some passages from the first of these authors

respecting this divertisement among the Gauchos; their method I

specially commend to the numerous disciples of the renowned Rarey, who

has so astonished the Old World and the New with his wonderful skill in

horse-taming.

“The corral was quite full of horses, most of which were young ones,

about three and four years old. The capataz, mounted on a strong, steady

horse, rode into the corral, and threw his lazo over the neck of a young

horse, and dragged him to the gate. For some time he was very unwilling

to leave his comrades, but the moment he was forced out of the corral,

his first idea was to gallop away; however, the jerk of the lazo checked

him in a most effectual manner. The peons now ran after him on foot, and

threw the lazo over his four legs, just above the fetlocks, and

twitching it, they pulled his legs from under him so suddenly, that I

really thought the fall he got had killed him. In an instant a Gaucho

was seated upon his head, and with his long knife, in a few seconds he

cut off the whole of the horse’s mane, while another cut the hair from

the end of his tail. This they told me is a mark that the horse has been

once mounted. They then put a piece of hide into his mouth to serve as a

bit, and a strong hide-halter on his head. The Gaucho who was to mount,

arranged his spurs, which were unusually long and sharp, and while two

men held the animal by his ears, he put on the saddle, which he girthed

extremely tight; he then caught hold of the horse’s ear and in an

instant vaulted into the saddle; upon which the man who was holding the

horse by the halter, threw the end of it to the rider, and from that

moment no one seemed to take any further notice of him. The horse

instantly began to jump in a manner which made it very difficult for the

rider to keep his seat, and quite different from the kick or plunge of

an English horse; however, the Gaucho’s spur soon set him going, and off

he galloped, doing every thing in his power to throw his rider. Another

horse was immediately brought from the corral, and so quick was the

operation, that twelve Gauchos were mounted in a space which, I think,

hardly exceeded an hour.”

“It was singular to see the different manner in which the different

horses behaved. Some would actually scream while the Gauchos were

girthing the saddle upon their backs; some would instantly lie down and

roll over it; while some would stand without being held, their legs

stiff and in unnatural directions, their necks half bent towards their

tails, and looking so vicious and sulky, that I could not help thinking

I could not have mounted one of them for any reward that could be

offered me; and they were invariably the most difficult to subdue.”

By repeating this treatment a number of times, and a sound thrashing

with the _chaparro_ whenever they prove refractory, the riders finally

succeed in conquering the indomitable spirit of their steeds, although

they long retain a vicious propensity to occasionally practise their old

tricks, either by throwing themselves backwards upon their riders, or

suddenly plunging headlong at a furious rate. Another dangerous habit is

that of whirling rapidly, when least expected, in an opposite direction

to the one intended by the rider, who, unless very expert, is unseated

and liable to have his neck broken. But, when these horses are at length

thoroughly broken in, there are few in the world capable of performing

their duty so well as those trained in the Llanos of Venezuela.

My allusion on a former page to the renowned Rarey, recalls to my memory

the name of Santos Nieves, a famous picador of San Pablo, whose

ingenious mode of entrapping horses appears to have been formed on the

same principle as that which has characterized Mr. Rarey’s method.

Instead of dashing after the droves, with lazo in hand, and wild shouts,

as is usual when the capture of one or more horses is intended, Santos

Nieves made use of every precaution to avoid giving these shy creatures

the least alarm; and so successfully were all his expeditions executed,

that he achieved for himself the tremendous reputation of being a

horse-witch. His plan was, however, the simplest possible. If the object

was to capture only a single animal--which feat is peculiarly difficult

to accomplish in woody places especially--he made preparations as if for

a long journey, previous to seeking the haunts of his intended captive.

Having sojourned in San Pablo for over half a century, he was thoroughly

acquainted with all their accustomed places of resort. The first impulse

of the animal on finding himself followed, was to scamper off; but the

patient picador, instead of hurrying in pursuit, quietly remained on the

same spot, watching and waiting the next move of the animal. Presently

the horse, seeing he was not pursued, would conclude to return and

reconnoitre the object of his alarm. Satisfied from the quiet attitude

of the man, that nothing need be feared from him, the horse resumed his

brousing near by. Again the man cautiously and slowly advances, until

perceived anew by the horse, who, as before, beats a rapid retreat.

Impelled by curiosity, he returned for the third time; again inspects

the picador, who remains motionless as before, upon seeing which, the

animal concludes he may safely continue his meal. These manœuvrings,

again and again repeated, usually occupied an entire day, towards the

close of which, if the horse were not very scary, the picador, with

cautious approach and gentle words, succeeded in placing the halter

around his neck. The extreme coyness, however, of most of these animals,

frequently compelled Santos Nieves to camp out for the night and resume

his pursuit, not only the following morning, but, if necessary, for

three or more consecutive days, at the end of which he always returned

in triumph with his captive to the farm.

The relative value of these horses depends principally on their form,

color, and gait. The Llaneros are quite skilful in teaching them a

variety of paces and evolutions, which are as essential to their

hazardous occupations, as is the helm to the mariner. For war purposes,

they are especially invaluable, as was practically demonstrated in the

long struggle with the Spaniards, who not being equally expert in the

management of their steeds, were, in consequence, often at the mercy of

their antagonists. A good charger must be endowed with an easy mouth,

good wind, and quick movement to either side, so that when pursued by an

enemy, he can be made to whirl suddenly to the attack if necessary. The

same rule applies to those used in chasing wild animals, especially

bulls, which, when hotly pursued, often face about and charge their

assailants.

It is equally indispensable in warm climates, that a horse should

possess an easy gait for travelling. In this respect, they are trained

to the particular fancy or requirements of the rider. Some prefer a

gentle trot on a long journey, as being the least fatiguing to the

horse; but, for city riding, or short journeys, an amble, rack, or

_pasitrote_--something between both--is usually adopted. The test of a

good pacing horse consists in “the rider being able to carry a glass of

water in his hand without spilling,” while that of a first-rate charger

is to stop, when at the height of his speed, on the slightest pull of

the bridle.

Great regard is also paid to the color of horses; piebald, cream, and

the various shades of white, are usually preferred. But, where great

endurance and strength are requisite, connoisseurs generally select

those of a darker color. Their price in the country is greatly enhanced

of late in consequence of a devastating disease, which has been raging

among them for several years past. Horses were so plentiful in the

Llanos at one time, that a large export trade in their hides was carried

on with foreign countries. A good horse, which then only brought five

dollars, now costs from eighty to one hundred, and even more, according

to the fancy of the parties interested.--Great numbers of the

inhabitants were also carried away by the same scourge, which swept over

the land like the cholera, not even sparing the fish in the rivers.

This frightful epidemic, which the Llaneros have appropriately styled

_Peste_, or plague, is supposed to have originated in the great primeval

forest of San Camilo, at the head waters of the Apure, from

decomposition of the vegetable detritus accumulated there during

centuries. From thence, travelling eastward along the course of the

river, the epidemic continued its ravages among the inhabitants of the

towns and villages situated on the right bank, attacking first one place

and then another, until the whole province scarcely escaped

depopulation. Even when the mortality abated, the country, which until

then had possessed a most healthful climate, never recovered its former

salubrity; fevers of a more or less dangerous character prevail from

that time, especially towards the end of the rainy season, while the

raising of horses has been entirely abandoned in consequence.

The first symptoms of the epidemic appeared among the crocodiles, whose

hideous carcasses might then be seen floating down the stream in such

prodigious numbers, that both the waters and air of that fine region

were tainted with their effluvium. It was observed that they were first

seized with a violent fit of coughing, followed by a black vomit which

compelled them to quit their watery home, and finally find a grave

amongst the thickets on the river banks. The disease next attacked the

fish and other inhabitants of the water, with equal violence, until it

was feared the streams would be depopulated. The fearful mortality among

them can be better estimated from the fact that, for more than a month,

the rippling waves of that noble river, the Apure, were constantly

washing down masses of putrefaction, its placid surface being by them

actually hidden from view for several weeks.

The next victims were the pachidermata of the swamps, and it was a

pitiable sight to see the sluggish _chigüires_ (capyvaras) and the

grizzly wild-boars dragging their paralyzed hind-quarters after them;

hence the name of _derrengadera_, applied to this disease.

Not even monkeys in their aërial retreats, escaped the contagion, and

their melancholy cries resounded day and night through the woods like

wailings of the eternally lost.

It is a singular fact, that while the scourge did not spare any of the

countless droves of horses roaming the savannas of the Apure, and

adjacent plains, donkeys and horned cattle were seldom, if ever,

attacked, so that, by their aid, the owners of cattle-farms were enabled

to prevent the entire dispersion of their herds.

A curious incident related in connection with this public calamity, is

very current in the Llanos, respecting the origin of the disease among

horses. Eugenio Torralva, a man of uncommon industry, although of humble

extraction, had accumulated quite a handsome fortune by the raising of

cattle, on the borders of La Portuguesa; but his chief wealth consisted

in horses, on which he greatly prided himself--so much so that, on one

occasion, while a distinguished personage was passing through his

estate, Torralva directed his attention to the numerous droves grazing

in the plains; then turning to his guest, who appeared equally delighted

with the sight, said to him, “Think you, General, that I shall ever be

in want of horses? _Ni que Dios quiera!_ (Not even if God Almighty

wished it!)” he blasphemously added. Two years later, the witness to

this impious boast was again on his way to the Llanos: near San Juan he

met an old man, apparently in a very destitute condition, riding a

donkey. Not knowing who the wayfarer was, he bowed, as is customary, and

rode on without taking further notice of the old man or his uncouth

equipment; whereupon the stranger, waving his hand to him, cried, “Why,

General, have you already forgotten your friend Torralva?” He that

“giveth and taketh away” had deprived him of every horse, and the once

wealthy farmer was now compelled to travel on an ass. It is asserted by

the Llaneros that soon after he uttered the above-mentioned blasphemy,

the _Peste_ broke out among his immense stock, from whence they say the

disease spread to other farms, until the contagion became general.

It is not a little singular that although the horse was unknown to the

aborigines of America, at the time of its conquest, the researches of

Darwin and other eminent geologists have shown them to have existed in

vast numbers on that continent contemporaneously with the Mastodon,

Megatherium, Mylodon, and other extinct animals. “Certainly, it is a

marvellous fact, in the history of mammalia,” observes that assiduous

explorer, “that in South America a native horse should have lived and

disappeared, to be succeeded, in after ages, by the countless herds

descended from the few introduced by the Spanish colonists!”

In general these animals are of middling size, and, like their

progenitor, the Andalusian horse, endowed with a fiery spirit, (if not

checked by ill-treatment or abuse,) and surprising endurance, especially

during the exciting chase of wild cattle, when they are kept in constant

motion for many consecutive days.

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