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Updated: June 21, 2025
'It's a place where the birds have no song, where the flowers have no odor, where the women are without virtue, and the men without honor. That's what a gringo said of Honduras many years ago, and he knew the country and the people in it." It was not a comforting picture, but in my discouragement I remembered Laguerre. "General Laguerre does not belong to this country," I said, hopefully.
Mademoiselle Laguerre was one day walking in the garden, when she overheard Tonsard, then a strapping fellow, say, "All I need to live on, and live happily, is an acre of land." Laughing with Mademoiselle Cochet signified so many things that Soudry, the fortunate gendarme mentioned in Blondet's letter, still looked askance at Tonsard after the lapse of nearly twenty-five years.
They said you were acting for Laguerre." The ship was slowly drawing away. The young man stretched out one arm as though to detain her, and danced frantically along the stringhead. "How dare you!" he cried. "I'm a commission merchant. I deal in whatever I please and I'm the American Consul!" The Captain laughed, and with a wave of his hand in farewell backed away from the rail.
At the moment I spoke our men fired a scattering volley at the mob, and swung to the great gates. The mob answered their volley with a dozen pistol-shots, and threw itself forward. Still looking up, I saw Laguerre clasp his hands to his throat, and fall back upon Webster's shoulder, but he again instantly stood upright and motioned me fiercely with his arm. "Go," he cried.
The shock was so tremendous that it seemed Beatrice must have felt it too, and I looked up at her stupidly. She was still playing. The cablegram had been sent that morning from Marseilles. The message read, "Commanding Battalion French Zouaves, Tonkin Expedition, holding position of Adjutant open for you, rank of Captain, if accept join Marseilles. Laguerre."
Laguerre remarked that they needed a better knowledge of the bugle calls, as they evidently mistook our "Cease firing" for "Advance." The best part of that week's march lay in the many opportunities it gave me to become acquainted with my General. The more I was permitted to be with him the longer I wanted to be always with him, and with no one else.
It was a tremendous feeling to be a "leader." At noon the heat was very great, and Laguerre halted the column at a little village and ordered the men to eat their luncheon. I posted pickets, appointed a detail to water the mules, and asked two of the inhabitants for the use of their clay ovens.
I sent five hundred at eight this morning." Aiken clenched his fingers. It was like the quick, desperate clutch of a drowning man. "I'm right," he cried. He turned upon Laguerre. "Macklin has sent them. By this time our men are prisoners." Laguerre glanced sharply at the native guard drawn up at attention on either side of us. "Hush," he said.
In nearly every work of Verrio's after this date, it is probable that Laguerre had a hand. He seems to have been an amiable, kindly, simple-minded man, without much self-assertion or any strong opinions of his own.
The truth is that the officers were jealous of me. They envied me my place as Adjutant, and they were angry because Laguerre assigned one so much younger than themselves to all the most important duties. They said that by showing favoritism he was weakening his influence with the men and that he made a "pet" of me.
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