CHAPTER XII.

MY HIGH ESTIMATE OF THE "SONS OF THE CONTINENT" —DEFECTS

IN DISCIPLINE—I DESCEND THE SERRA—DIFFICULTIES OF THE

MARCH—REACH MALACARA—GENERAL JORGE—GENS. NETTO AND

CANABARRO—TWO LARGE ARMIES MEET AT PINEIRINO, ON THE

SAGUARE—PATRIOTISM OF THE REPUBLICANS—A WISH FOR

ITALY—RESULT OF THE EXPEDITION.

I have served the cause of the people in America, and served it with

sincerity, as I everywhere fought against absolutism. Being warmly

attached to the system corresponding with my convictions, I was equally

opposed in my feelings to the opposite system. I have always rather

pitied than hated men who have been led to selfishness by misfortune;

and, when now viewing the scenes I passed through, from a far distant

country, and long after their occurrence, the accounts contained in the

succeeding pages may be regarded as impartial, with the care which has

been taken in recording facts, reviewing occurrences, and making

allowances for men and circumstances.

It may be unhesitatingly asserted that "_The Sons of the Continent_"

(the name given to the people of Rio Grande,) were most ardent and

intrepid men. This character I claim for them, after having had many

opportunities to form a correct opinion. The occupation of Lages by our

troops was therefore a very bold step, with the intention of defending

it against an enemy ten times superior and victorious, and divided from

them only by the river Canoas, which could not be defended, and far from

any auxiliaries who might have wished to aid the Republicans. Many days

passed before the junction of Aranha and Portinho; and, during all that

time, the enemy were kept at bay by a small band of men. The

reinforcements had no sooner arrived, than the Republicans marched

resolutely against the enemy: but the Imperialists did not accept the

offer of a battle, but retired when we approached, making a stand in the

Province of San Paolo, where they were to be joined by large

reinforcements of infantry and cavalry. The Republicans then felt the

defect and the evils of being composed chiefly of men brave indeed, but

who did not know the importance of keeping their ranks, except when the

enemy appeared, and relaxed in discipline whenever they were either far

distant, or remained near without showing inclination for a speedy

battle.

That fault was almost their ruin, and a more enterprising enemy would

have known how to take advantage of it. The Serranos, (or people of the

neighboring mountains,) began to leave the files, and throw their lazos,

not only over their own horses, but over those belonging to the

division. Those of Portinho, (the people of the Province of Missions,)

followed their example; and the force was soon so far reduced, that they

were obliged to abandon Lages, and retire to the province of Rio Grande,

fearing an attack from the enemy. The rest of the forces, being thus

weakened, and in want of necessaries, especially clothing, which was

quite indispensable in consequence of the commencement of cold weather

so early in those elevated regions, began to lose their spirits, and

demanded, with a loud voice, to return to their homes. Colonel Terceira

was then obliged to yield to so many necessities, and ordered me to

descend the Serra and rejoin the army, while he prepared to follow me.

That descent was arduous, in consequence of the difficult roads, and the

decided hostility of the inhabitants, who were enemies of the

Republicans. I proceeded by the Piccada de Peluffo. The troops were only

about sixty in number, and they had to confront terrible ambuscades; but

such were their indomitable boldness and perseverance, that they passed

in safety. Although the path was very narrow, and everywhere

overshadowed by a very thick forest, the enemy, being natives of the

country, and therefore perfectly acquainted with every place, chose the

most thorny spots for their ambushes, rushed out with fury and

tremendous cries upon the Republican troops, who in return poured in

their volleys of musketry, and used their sabres. At length, the vigor

and perseverance of the latter so far intimidated the mountaineers, that

they killed but one horse, and only slightly wounded a few men.

We arrived at the head-quarters, in Malacara, distant twelve miles from

Porto Allegre, where was the President, Bento Gonzales, then

General-in-chief.

The Republican army were preparing to march. The enemy's army, after

losing the battle of Rio Pardo, had recruited in Porto Allegre, and gone

out, under command of the old general, Jorge, (George,) and had encamped

on the bank of the Cahi, waiting for General Calderon to join him, who

had left Rio Grande with a strong body of cavalry and was to effect a

junction, by crossing the country. The same defect which has been

mentioned above,—that is, the delusive security of the Republican troops

when there was no enemy in sight,—facilitated those movements of the

enemy: when General Netto, who commanded the country troops, had

collected force enough to fight Calderon, the latter, having now joined

the main body of the Imperial army, at Cahi, which was threatening the

Republicans with superior numbers, while besieging, compelled them to

raise the siege. It was indispensable to the President to join the

division of Netto, in order to be in a condition to fight the enemy's

army; and that junction, being happily effected, greatly honored the

military capacity of Bento Gonzales. They marched with the army from

Malacara, taking the direction of San Leopoldo, passing within two miles

of the enemy's army; and in two days and nights, almost without eating,

arrived in the neighborhood of Taguary, where they found General Netto,

who had come to meet them.

The march had been made, as was just remarked, almost without eating;

and, as soon as the enemy had notice of the movement, they set off, at

forced marches, to fight them. By rare fortune they overtook the

Republicans when they had halted, and were engaged in cooking their

meat,—the only food, as has been remarked, which armies in that country

ever have to subsist upon. They were, therefore, obliged to desist, and

defer their meal until they could effect the junction designed. They

halted again at Pinheirino, six miles from Taguary, and made all the

arrangements for a battle. The Republican army, consisting of five

thousand cavalry and one thousand infantry, occupied the heights of

Pinheirino; the infantry being in the centre, under the command of the

aged Colonel Crescenzio; the right wing under General Netto; and the

left under General Canabarro. Both wings were wholly composed of

cavalry, which, without exaggeration, was the best in the world,

although ill-provided. The infantry was excellent; and the desire for

fighting was strong and general. Colonel João Antonio commanded the

reserve, which was a corps of artillery.

The enemy had four thousand infantry, and, it was said, three thousand

cavalry, with a few pieces of artillery. They had taken positions on the

other side of the bed of a little torrent, which divided the two armies;

and their force and position were not to be despised. They were the best

troops of the empire, and commanded by a very skilful general, although

advanced in years.

The enemy's general had marched in warm pursuit of the Republicans up to

that place, and now made every arrangement for a regular attack. Two

battalions of infantry had crossed the dry bed of the torrent; and two

pieces of artillery, placed on the bank, thundered upon the line of

Republican cavalry. On their side, the brave men of the first brigade,

under the command of Netto, had drawn their sabres, and waited only for

the sound of the trumpet, to launch themselves upon the two battalions

which were crossing over. Those warlike sons of the continent felt the

certainty of victory. Netto and they had never been conquered. The

infantry, échalloned by divisions, on the highest part of the hill, and

covered by its verge, were crying out for battle. The terrible lancers

of Canabarro had already made a movement forward, confusing the right

flank of the enemy, which was therefore obliged to change front in

confusion. The brave freedmen, proud of their force, became more firm

and resolute; and that incomparable corps presented to view a forest of

lances, being composed entirely of slaves liberated by the Republic, and

chosen from the best horse-tamers in the province, and all of them

blacks, even the superior officers. The enemy had never seen the backs

of those true sons of liberty. Their lances, which were longer than the

common measure, their ebony faces and robust limbs, strengthened by

perennial and laborious exercise, and their perfect discipline, struck

terror into the enemy. The animating voice of the General-in-chief had

been heard, as he rode along the lines: "Every one of you must fight for

four men to-day!" These were the few and only words of that

distinguished man, who possessed all the qualities of a great captain,

except good fortune. Every heart seemed to feel the palpitation of war,

and the confidence of victory. A more beautiful day, or a more splendid

scene, was never beheld. The ground was scattered with a few low plants,

and offered no obstacle to the view, so that everything was clearly

visible, even the slightest movement, and, as it were, all under my

feet. In a few minutes was to be decided the fate of the largest part of

the American continent, with the destinies of a numerous people. Those

bodies of men, so compact, so orderly and steady, in a few moments will

be broken up, and some of them thrown into confusion and defeated. Soon,

the blood, the mangled limbs, and the corpses of many of those young men

will disfigure the beautiful fields. Yes: now all are waiting and

panting for the signal of battle.—Yet in vain was all that preparation,

vain the expectation; that field was not to be a field of slaughter.

The enemy's general, intimidated at the strong positions occupied by the

Republicans, and by their proud array, made his appearance, and had the

two battalions recalled from the opposite bank, to which they had

crossed without orders, and placed himself on the defensive. General

Calderon was killed in making a reconnaissance. Was that the cause of

the irresolution of General Jorge? As the Republicans were not attacked,

they ought to have attacked. This was the opinion of many; but would it

have been wise? If they had been attacked in their fine positions, there

would have been every probability of victory; but to descend from them

and meet the enemy on equal ground, it would be necessary to cross the

bed of the torrent, which was somewhat rough and difficult, although

dry, and the superiority in numbers of the enemy's infantry was by no

means small. In fine, there was no battle, and the enemies remained all

day in sight of each other, with only a little skirmishing.

In the camp of the Republicans there was a scarcity of meat, and the

infantry especially were famishing. But, what was still more

insupportable, thirst also prevailed, for there was no water. But that

people are hardened by a life of privations. No lamentations were heard,

except for the want of permission to fight. Oh, Italians! oh, for the

day when you shall be united and enduring like those children of the

desert. The stranger shall not then trample upon your soil; he shall not

contaminate your air. Italy will then take her proper place among the

first nations of the earth.

That night the old general, Jorge, disappeared, and in the morning the

enemy were nowhere to be seen on any side. The early mist remained until

ten o'clock; it then rose, and they were discovered in the strong

positions of Taguary. Soon afterwards news arrived that their cavalry

were crossing the river. The enemy, therefore, were retreating, and it

was necessary to attack them. The Republicans made no hesitation, and

the army marched, resolved on a battle. Only the enemy's cavalry,

however, had crossed the river, assisted in the passage by several

imperial vessels, but the infantry remained on the banks, protected by

the woods, having taken the most advantageous positions. The second

brigade of Republican infantry, composed of the second and third

battalions, was destined to begin the attack. This was performed with

all possible bravery, but the numbers of the enemy were very far

superior, and those courageous soldiers, after performing feats of

valor, were compelled to retire, supported by the first brigade, which

consisted of the first battalion of marines and the artillery, who had

no cannon.

That was a terrible battle between the infantry in the forest, where the

reëchoing of the guns, and the frequent flashes among the thick clouds

of smoke seemed like a raging tempest. Not less than five hundred men

were wounded and killed on both sides; and the dead bodies of the

Republicans were found on the very bank of the river, to which they had

driven their enemies. But all this loss was of no use, for when the

second brigade retired the conflict was suspended; then night came on,

and the enemy were able to complete their passage without interruption.

Among many brilliant qualities, General Bento Gonzales had a kind of

indecision, the effect of the disasters which had successively befallen

him in his enterprises. He would have wished that, because a brigade of

infantry, disproportionately inferior in numbers, had thrown itself upon

the enemy, the action should be closed by making not only all the

infantry take part in it, but also the cavalry on foot.

Such a proceeding might indeed have given him a brilliant victory, if by

making the enemy lose their footing it had thrown them into the river;

and such a result might not have been improbable. But the general was

determined to adventure everything, and even the only infantry which the

Republicans ever possessed. The fact is, that the battle was a real

disaster to them, as they had not the ability to supply the loss of

their brave infantry, while the enemy chiefly abounded in that kind of

forces.

The enemy remained on the right bank of the Taguary, because they were

almost wholly masters of the country. The Republicans repassed the road

to Porto Allegre, to recommence the siege of that town. The condition of

the Republic was now somewhat worse. The army recrossed to San Leopoldo,

and then to Settembrino, and afterwards to Malacara, into the old camp.

From that place, a few days after, they changed their encampment to

Bella Vista; and at the same time the General planned an operation, the

result of which was to restore them to excellent positions.

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