Cuento de Antaño – Los Cuentos de Pancho Madrigal

Well, I was telling them that the story is called a tale of the past and it' s authentic. I' m going to tell you,

because everything I tell you is true, authentic and beautiful. Hear it hear it mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Saint Isidro, back in those times lost in oblivion, was a smaller town than now, but very flourishing. San Isidro is that town that

remains on the north road going to Matagalpa. It' s been a town they' re famous for the scares. There I went out earlier the mocuana and there was a famous story that I' ve already told you about transformed mares. But, well, this is another story. It' s different.

In San Isidro people began to be frightened because, they said, two or three times a week, I went out the terror of the cart in closed waters and the doors early Napoleon and put on the doors a cru de p more blessed of Palm Sunday and for what purpose we use them, for what I will put them. Oh, he pays that he' s a kid and you don' t see that he' s shutting up, that ' s the nights, the creeping cart comes out in water and what he

' s doing in the wagon. Not to see who gets hurt in the face of an idiot are afraid of a wagon that passes by the street. It' s just that this year is a challenge, whether you' re carting them or not. This wagon walks without oxen and without any man go alone a wagon without oxen and without belle you have seen it that day, Good Cardon, for I have not seen him. But nothing, but nothing, little girl must be some cart carrying sweet or anything else that entered the

village? Or does it pass through town? That' s all that happens, is that people are very new to everyone they get scared, look at Napoleon, porseo for not. I want to put at the door in the house a blessed Palma cross of which Ramón gave on Sunday. There was s okay put it on. You can put it on and close the doors. If you want and pray the rosaries you' ll want too. But I ' ll tell you one thing. For more than fifty years I' ve been hearing that story in the water cart. I' ve never seen one

in my life Ah, those are stories. Niñada, oh the tales, but they were no discounts. The nights of San Isidro witnessed what was happening there. As soon as night came, all the houses closed the doors and in the street no soul was seen. The silence was absolute, only interrupted

by the life was of the dogs. When it was eight o' clock or nine o' clock in the night, it looked like midnight, a tiny moon stood over the bell tower of the little church and the night was mysterious and people slept in fear because at any moment the noise of the wagon to the water was beginning to sound like any wagon walking in a uneven street, but those who had dared to see it said that the wagon was not carrying oxen or bulls and that I was leaving only in the voice of the

ballero, sounding like hollow, like an ultra grave, like the voice of a dead man. A wey oh wey o o ay Napoleon. That' s where I' m not waking up. Be me you know I don ' t believe in nagua cart mm D. I want to tell you that in San Isidro no wagons in water had ever left. No other frights had

come out, yes, but cart in water never. Therefore, the first week the cart in water appeared three times, all the people commented during the day on the presence of that old fright in the Central American tradition, but new in the town of San Isidro. Among those who spoke the most, this veremon was his name, an alien peasant who worked as a pion in the surrounding farms. He had arrived in the village a short time ago and was a dove. He was an eagle tall, good man, an apo,

man you want nothing. No, and after about swimming and poor Napo, Napo' s man, I didn' t know you could see yourself as here, as so tight. And that one' s been better. I' m looking for another place, because it' s still time, it was to walk somewhere else, man, throw fleas elsewhere, and that

' s very easy. But I do if you don' t like it, St Isidro, because when you get fucked, go that nobody has you here by force axis and ay grabbed a stick like he grabbed a bar No, if it' s the truth, what I' m telling you, man, well I' m not leaving because I like the town. No,

well, if you like the town, then stop talking pussy. If I don' t, it' s talk, man, and I' m just commenting, because Javi, commenting or seeing is that one thing and talking and another thing commenting on nothing, because the two things are the same. Don Napo, don napo, if what you want I was told, for the wagon daughter is like a busy note and is a tufo garlic I do not want God, I have not felt tufo sulfur nor you fas. Nothing, it' s just people' s inventions. I told Doña Lala

I knew Doña Ala, I won' t know her. Güey then told Doña Lala that last night on the reel she was leaving a smell of suffering that I was going the noise of dead bone. What a barbarity of pure inventions to starve him. If that' s worse than looking at my wife at midi they' re just slugs here, man look. That' s a wagon, like any other wagon or bru that' s the wagon is

like then, don' t you, Don what do you want? So you don' t believe in the wagon anything, but how am I going to believe, man, don' t be sluggy that arbaro Na me as well, Donna, you believe in the race. Yeah, I don' t know anything. Man, I' m so scared of Bagua' s wagon. You' re afraid of the race. What I lay down at evenings and curru eats under the colchi and ends up in today' s council

so as not to make the way to the cart. Chocho brother, but what a challenge there is to wet him done what you so much when you spoke man, and they say that such one of those wagons. Well, they say he stops a while in front of the house in the master fool, for it is to see the oldest. Donna, the fright stops, people say, right, for himself in front of my little patron done Messia ' s tent. Sure if it says then they say like it turns around

in the corner. There he spins a little bit, like, like, like, he' s being tempted, like, by the tailers of the horses. Well and then there just and but it turns back to get lost in the middle of the guide the dogs look already I think that already they stop my ears when what, when I hear the sharps of the dogs in my hundreds until all my ears stop. Oh, if all your ears stop, I say chollo hairs. It' s just that it' s the

fear I' m afraid you' re going to the collas. Man look and speaking in the rock your boss, how is the man got rich with the trout he put. Now it' s a big one. Well, he' s getting rich, not a good mention, no, but like if the boss sells his little things or if he does cut the hat, camisoles, callonjíos, what watches, radios, what of et cetera. It stops that yes, of course if it sells its four little things, because

m butteren bars, can, has the agency and coca cola. It sells products, the snail m also has curd, brands is also where it will not tend rennet. So, no, man, if it' s already big, they tend the middle. Yeah, man, I' m big, well, and like Guidonnap Donnapo, that' s what he wanted. But speaking of the wagon in water, how do we do with it wagon, how do we do it, because nothing leave the cart man that nobody harms, for I tell the truth, as long as the wagon does not

hurt him, Anna and then rent is really already that. Oh, Mommy, nothing is that. In the other week the poor boy comes to conjure the streets and face the horror of the cart to Nagua. Let' s go as you said" Enseña", as you said, for what you

are hearing. In the other week, that horror will happen the little father comes and he will personally face the frightful God the Father, you don' t have to count on it, but I see mm Mira, besides his scapular and his San Francisco cordon, has a copeta nejo twenty that God doesn ' t want, and that is to defend the horrors. Well, no or no a po but open is the relationship that there is that he has

scopeti, which is an apo and the little Father also flies Balajjaja. That little father doesn' t shoot twice because the first shot m emptys your eye. There' s mommy. I' m getting a little complicated. You said no rosemary, nothing said that good is that the little father is good and it will be true that he has no enemies, because he does not have live. They' re all dead. Man, well, here comes the little father. It' s getting rid of that damn wagon in water,

because it' s good. And when the little pagrejito comes the other week, next week is good. It' s wine. Open I say the brims, I say I win them free from the fright and the wagon in water. Ah at last I saw the peasant in haste that we were. He left for his employer' s house. He was in the kitchen chatting with the cook ate and then he was thinking we should hurry the bigger plan. I said priest arrives, he' s going to spoil everything. No, no, no, more nights I' ve worked to get gory

to come, to edit pa, to pay them. I don' t have to see him today and I' m going to tell the tollita I ' m here like this. Hey, it' s the plan, listen to this one for the plan We were the one for the uida. It ' s car and there and it wasn' t in the other week, because we' re going to advance it, tollito, and it' s just that I thought we' d run away the other week. But it ' s better now and there, but what right now, the night you already see ah when you hear the noise of the wagon, I opened the

door of the store, just as we planned today. So I hear today we' re going to hear Jim Charra looking pretty clear that if this thing they theory, no or mommy, they' re measuring you Chagita and the truth covers, Mommy, what I married you already think you have me cucurrado, truth amenita, well, tomorrows we see rich, who endures us like

a shop on the mountain. You really want me to make you rich there, or, Mamita, because you went with me, codita and you were going to see all of them will respect me who can stand us with a tent on the mountain and there for a comb and no more in San Antonio, Here or a pin, give you a quintal of coffee. Aytalion Giliberta, I really do. Oh, well, then I' ll be ready