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TEE SPAKISE REVOLT OF 1836
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Mariano Chico, gobernador and eommandante militar of California, to do with her as he willed, sat paring his nails before his desk in the Presidio. He was feeling particularly surly, but this was not unusual. Ever since his coming to Monterey, he had felt it his part to be surly, so the Montereyans tried to swallow it, and to take a sort of pleasure in it as ' ' offi
"A plague on this fiesta making!" he shouted, striking the table. ' ' In the short month that I have been here, every local saint and sinner has had a fiesta in his honor — except me!"
The unfortunate signers of the petition had gotten half-way across the room as he turned upon them.
1 ' Do you want my servants a-gawking on the streets in popinjay clothes
ISABELLA MEETS THE GOBERNADOR
cial dignity," but it was a crusty meal to the sweet-tempered people. Sinova, his secretary, handed him a scroll of paper, with more than sufficient bowing and scraping. "A petition, Veustra Excelencia," he ventured.
Chico unrolled its length. "The citizens of Monterey," he read, "ask for Your Excellency's permission to celebrate the old and time-honored festival of La Fiesta de Los Flores, on the 10th day of May of this present year of our Lord, 1836."
the year round?" he demanded, and as they would argue the ancient custom, the blood mounted his puffed face.
"Por Dios!" he raged, "you will not understand. Here, is this plain?" and he raised the scroll above his head to tear it in tatters. "You are dismissed!" he bellowed, and as they gave way in a panic, he advanced threateningly upon them.
"A terrible fellow!" one whispered, stumbling down the Presidio steps in his fright, "but a valiant one