Revolution and Rebellion: How Taxes Cost A Governor His Life In 1830s New Mexico
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Revolution and Rebellion - Frank McCulloch
CHAPTER I
Durango Is Left Behind
Torrents of rain, blinding flashes of lightning, deafening peals of thunder and an almost continuous darkness combined to terrify the members in one of the strangest caravanas ever to travel the tortuous roads of Mexico in 1835.
Many of the individuals in this caravan as it left Durango were aware only of a feeling of regret, regret at leaving their amigos and their primos, their bailes and their fiestas, their massive mountain of iron which had seemed to impart to their lives some measure of its own stability. They also missed Durango’s magnificent Tuscan Cathedral which their God-fearing ancestors had erected long ago.
Soon, however, abject terror supplanted their feeling of homesickness as the violent storms, unusual for northern Mexico in the spring, continued day after day. But on they traveled, reaching El Coyote and finally the city of Chihuahua. Here the rains suddenly ceased and the sun emerged for the first time in many days, causing this northern Mexican city to assume the aspect of a rose in the desert. It had been cleansed by the rains and now lay resplendent in new sunshine. Even the rugged and barren countryside seemed rejuvenated.
Shouts of joy resounded from those in the caravan because the rains had stopped and because they had once more arrived in the heart of civilization. Never had Chihuahua presented a more welcome sight than it did in the spring of 1835 to this group of travelers, all of whom were a part of the entourage of Colonel Albino Pérez, an officer in the forces of General Antonio Lopez de Santa Ana and now the duly appointed governor and jefe político of Mexico’s northernmost territory, New Mexico.
Since the countryside was fraught with danger from wild animals and an even more uncertain danger from vengeful Indians, the governor’s retinue seemed rather more conspicuous than was prudent. But it must be remembered that no Mexican hidalgo would so far forget himself as to travel in an unassuming and unobtrusive manner. Not for Don Albino Pérez to slip quietly into Santa Fe, unheralded and unannounced; rather he preferred to lead an imposing procession which included cavalry officers, lesser members of the Durango militia, three imposing carriages, numerous carretas piled high with chests, furniture, trunks and provisions, and sixteen peones, leading or riding sixteen burros, bringing up a somewhat desultory rear. Truly, there was something grand about this cavalcade as it moved on and on into the wilderness to the north.
There was nothing grand, however, about the feelings of the lesser members of the Pérez party. Their stop in Chihuahua had been all too brief, and, with the resumption of their journey, they were again filled with nostalgic longings for the simple pleasures which had been theirs in Durango. The peones were tempted to flee into the adjacent hills, with a hope of finding some means of transportation back to their beloved homeland. Only a fierce and fervent love for Don Albino, their patrón, kept them from carrying out such wild desires, renewed as these desires were every time they passed through some Mexican hamlet where the villagers sat in front of their crude hovels, motionless except for the swaying of their bodies as they sang their native ballads. Don Albino’s servants had already seen enough of the world in the monotonous trek from Durango to Chihuahua, and now they wished only that they might go home. Like most Latins, they were at home only where their roots had first been sunk.
As the ornate cavalcade proceeded through the vast stretches of northern Mexico, the Pérez party viewed briefly the Santa Eulalia mines and saw many villages where the inhabitants gasped in wonder at this spectacle of soldiers, civilians, peones, blooded horses and patient burros, all a part of the equipment of the newly appointed governor of New Mexico.
First in the line of march were numerous cavalry officers, all a part of Don Albino’s command as an officer in the Durango militia. Next came the lesser military personnel, each man on a horse and all forming a combined guard as they rode on either side of the carriages and carretas from the front to the rear of the cavalcade. The governor’s carriage was next in line, though its sole occupant was a studious individual by the name of Filiberto Saenz whom Don Albino had chosen as his secretary. A learned man and a graduate of the best academy in Durango, Filiberto was not a traveled man and therefore was avidly curious about all he saw. As he rode along, he mused about New Mexico and what he might see in distant Santa Fe and of what his duties might entail as el secretario to a colonial gobernador. By the side of his carriage, on a magnificent black stallion, rode Don Albino himself. He was too restless to stand the inactivity of sitting quietly in a carriage, and he preferred not to subject himself to the incessant questions which Filiberto asked regarding New Mexico. Don Albino knew little more than Filiberto, and it bothered him no end that he was so poorly informed about the country where he was to be installed as chief executive.
And so, alone with his thoughts, Don Albino pondered whether he would prove to be a wise choice for the position of jefe político of a strange and distant province. Of a strong political and military clan, the Pérez family was well known in Veracruz and Durango but would this mean much in distant Santa Fe? Don Albino was not sure. It had been his ardent wish to be a success in his new position, ever since he had heard of his appointment from His Excellency, Don Antonio Lopez de Santa Ana, El Presidente of Mexico and the arbiter of the Republic’s destiny during much of the time since the break with Spain some fifteen years earlier. As the first governor since the Revolution of 1821 not a native born New Mexican, Don Albino pondered how he would be received in Santa Fe and how he might best serve those who would soon be his responsibility. He had already gleaned some rather discouraging facts — New Mexico was without means; there was practically no system of education, and with the exception of a few ricos the people were desperately poor. Here, he thought, were some conditions which he might remedy. Mexico was planning new methods of local government and taxation for its possessions. Don Albino meant to see that through this new scheme of taxation conditions might be improved. With this decision made, the new governor’s restlessness subsided and he took on the appearance of a man with a purpose, a man who was making plans.
In the second carriage, regally erect against her velvet cushions, eyes closed against the scenery in which she had no interest, sat Doña Guadalupe Abrigo, Don Albino’s aunt and his sole surviving relative. The beads of a rosary slipped through her fingers. A dominant soul, Doña Guadalupe had an air of complete self-satisfaction. She had been praying that the rains would cease, and cease they did. Doña Guadalupe was used to having her own way and she was not particularly surprised that not even heaven would go against her orisons.
Crouched on the floor of the carriage, opposite their mistress, rode her two serving women, Prudencia and Piedad. Being little more than bondswomen and having known nothing all their lives except subjection to the imperious will of the the last of the Abrigos,
one now clutched a chest which contained Doña Guadalupe’s jewels while the other held the most cherished possession of her mistress, an intricately carved statue known as Nuestra Señora de los Remedios. Doña Guadalupe was proud of her Christian name, of its origin and of the fact that "Our Lady of