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Updated: September 11, 2025


"Two of the Guardia Civil stepped from behind a tree, arrested your carts, and told the drivers to turn back to the main road and the village." "Yes." "You ran in front of the leading cart, and stood there blocking the way. The Guardia told you to move or he would fire. You stood your ground." "Yes." "Why the Guardia did not fire," continued Hillyard, "who shall say? But he did not."

Eval described with eloquence the lovely villa he occupied on the banks of Lago Guardia, near the frontiers of the Tyrol, the health of his only sister, some few years younger than himself, not permitting them to live in England; he had given up all the invitations to home and pleasure held out to him by his father-land, and retiring to Italy, devoted himself entirely to his mother and sister.

"One night I came home after a successful journey. I had been as far as Buceita with a train of five mules a clear run. When I opened the door Lorenza was gone. Mother of God! gone gone without a word! I went and fetched Nino Nino, whose father had been my partner until he was shot by the Guardia Civile one night in the mountain behind Gaucin.

The Guardia Civil were true to duty, but when the crisis came, what could they do any more than their comrades at Malaga? They were but as a drop of water in a well. Disarmament is not liked by the old soldiers who have money to their credit, but there is a large proportion of mere conscripts in the ranks, and they are glad to jump at the chance of returning home.

"Almost as if she were in the mountains," they said, which is a local polite way of referring to those unfortunate gentlemen who, for some reason or another, do not desire to meet the Guardia Civil, and haunt the upper slopes of the Sierra Nevada, where they live, as live the beasts of the forest, seeking their meat from God, while the charitable, and, it is even whispered, the priest or the Alcalde himself, will at times lay an old coat or a loaf of bread at the roadside above the village, and never inquire who comes to take it.

Then, crac! and as they had dropped, they rose, the stiff white breeches and towering helmets of the Guardia Nobile, the red and yellow of the Swiss, the red and blue of the Papal guards all motionless as before. It was like the movement of some gigantic toy. And who or what else took any notice? Lucy looked round amazed. Even the Irish priest behind her had scarcely bowed his head. Nobody knelt.

"Do you know why Elias is tall, according to the alferez, and why he is short, according to the curate?" asked the Tagalog of the other. "No." "Because the alferez was stuck in a mud hole when he observed him, and the curate was on foot when he saw him." "That's right!" exclaimed the Visayan. "You are bright. Why are you a Guardia Civil?" "I haven't been always.

A shabby escrivano from the prison advanced bowing, with an inkhorn, shaking a wet goose-quill. A guardia civil offered his back. The lieutenant signed a paper hastily, then looking hard at me, gave the order: "Master-at-arms, handcuff one of the prisoner's hands to your own wrist. He is a desperate character."

"And we, we will have charge of the attack on the cuartel, so that we can say to the members of the Guardia Civil that our father had sons." "How many will there be of you?" "Five! Five will be enough. Don Crisostomo's servant says that there will be twenty in all." "And if things don't turn out well?" "St!" said one, and they all became silent.

The governor or commandant has supreme control within his province or district of every branch of the public service, including the Courts of Justice, and each reports to the Governor General. The Guardia Civil or Gendarmerie, is subject only to his orders, and for arrests and imprisonment for political offenses, he is responsible, not to the law, but to the Governor General and the King.

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