cal passions。 They not only arrived； but they went from house to house confiscating hunting weapons； machetes； and even kitchen knives before they distributed among males over twenty…one the blue ballots with the names of the Conservative candidates and the red ballots with the names of the Liberal candidates。 On the eve of the elections Don Apolinar Moscote himself read a decree that prohibited the sale of alcoholic beverages and the gathering together of more than three people who were not of the same family。 The elections took place without incident。 At eight o’clock on Sunday morning a wooden ballot box was set up in the square； which was watched over by the six soldiers。 The voting was absolutely free； as Aureliano himself was able to attest since he spent almost the entire day with his father…in…law seeing that no one voted more than once。 At four in the afternoon a roll of drums in the square announced the closing of the polls and Don Apolinar Moscote sealed the ballot box with a label crossed by his signature。 That night； while he played dominoes with Aureliano； he ordered the sergeant to break the seal in order to count the votes。 There were almost as many red ballots as blue； but the sergeant left only ten red ones and made up the difference with blue ones。 Then they sealed the box again with a new label and the first thing on the following day it was taken to the capital of the province。 “The Liberals will go to war；？Aureliano said。 Don Apolinar concentrated on his domino pieces。 “If you’re saying that because of the switch in ballots； they won’t；？he said。 “We left a few red ones in so there won’t be any plaints。？Aureliano understood the disadvantages of being in the opposition。 “If I were a Liberal；？he said； “I’d go to war because of those ballots。？His father…in…law looked at him over his glasses。
“e now； Aurelito；？he said； “if you were a Liberal； even though you’re my son…in…law； you wouldn’t have seen the switching of the ballots。？
What really caused indignation in the town was。 not the results of the elections but the fact that the soldiers had not returned the weapons。 A group of women spoke with Aureliano so that he could obtain the return of their kitchen knives from his father…in…law。 Don Apolinar Moscote explained to him； in strictest confidence； that the soldiers had taken the weapons off as proof that the Liberals were preparing for war。 The cynicism of the remark alarmed him。 He said nothing； but on a certain night when Gerineldo Márquez and Magnífico Visbal were speaking with some other friends about the incident of the knives； they asked him if he was a Liberal or a Conservative。 Aureliano did not hesitate。
“If I have to be something I’ll be a Liberal；？he said； “because the Conservatives are tricky。？
On the following day； at the urging of his friends； he went to see Dr。 Alirio Noguera to be treated for a supposed pain in his liver。 He did not even understand the meaning of the subterfuge。 Dr。 Alirio Noguera had arrived in Macondo a few years before with a medicine chest of tasteless pills and a medical motto that convinced no one： One nail draws another。 In reality he was a charlatan。 Behind his innocent fa？ade of a doctor without prestige there was hidden a terrorist who with his short legged boots covered the scars that five years in the stocks had left on his legs。 Taken prisoner during the first federalist adventure； he managed to escape to Cura？ao disguised in the garment he detested most in this world： a cassock。 At the end of a prolonged exile； stirred up by the exciting news that exiles from all over the Caribbean brought to Cura？ao； he set out in a smuggler’s schooner and appeared in Riohacha with the bottles of pills that were nothing but refined sugar and a diploma from the University of Leipzig that he had forged himself。 He wept with disappointment。 The federalist fervor； which the exiles had pictured as a powder keg about to explode； had dissolved into a vague electoral illusion。 Embittered by failure； yearning for a safe place where he could await old age； the false homeopath took refuge in Macondo。 In the narrow bottle…crowded room that he rented on one side of the square； he lived several years off the hopelessly ill who； after having tried everything； consoled themselves with sugar pills。 His instincts of an agitator remained dormant as long as Don Apolinar Moscote was a figurehead。 He passed the time remembering and fighting against asthma。 The approach of the elections was the thread that led him once more to the skein of subversion。 He made contact with the young people in the town； who lacked political knowledge； and he embarked on a stealthy campaign of instigation。 The numerous red ballots that appeared is the box and that were attributed by Don Apolinar Moscote to the curiosity that came from youth were part of his plan： he made his disciples vote in order to show them that elections were a farce。 “The only effective thing；？he would say； “is violence。？The majority of Aureliano’s friends were enthusiastic over the idea of liquidating the Conservative establishment； but no one had dared include him in the plans； not only because of his ties with the magistrate； but because of his solitary and elusive character。 It was known； furthermore； that he had voted blue at his father…in…law’s direction。 So it was a simple matter of chance that he revealed his political sentiments； and it was purely a matter of curiosity； a caprice； that brought him to visit the doctor for the treatment of a pain that he did not have。 In the den that smelled of camphorated cobwebs he found himself facing a kind of dusty iguana whose lungs whistled when he breathed。 Before asking him any questions the doctor took him to the window and examined the inside of his lower eyelid。 “It’s not there；？Aureliano said； following what they told him。 He pushed the tips of his fingers into his liver and added： “Here’s where I have the pain that won’t let me sleep。？Then Dr。 Noguera closed the window with the pretext that there was too much sun； and explained to him in simple terms that it was a patriotic duty to assassinate Conservatives。 For several days Aureliano carried a small bottle of pills in his shirt pocket。 He would take it out every two hours； put three pills in the palm of his hand； and pop them into his mouth for them to be slowly dissolved on his tongue。 Don Apolinar Moscote made fun of his faith in homeopathy； but those who were in on the plot recognized another one of their people in him。 Almost all of the sons of the founders were implicated； although none of them knew concretely what action they were plotting。 Nevertheless； the day the doctor revealed the secret to Aureliano； the latter elicited the whole plan of the conspiracy。 Although he was convinced at that time of the urgency of liquidating the Conservative regime； the plot horrified him。 Dr。 Noguera had a mystique of personal assassination。 His system was reduced to coordinating a series of individual actions which in one master stroke covering the whole nation would liquidate the functionaries of the regime along with their respective families； especially the children； in order to exterminate Conservatism a