El viaje del padre Latour en aquellos días es
sacrificado: enfermedades, sed, peligros de ataques de bandidos, indios, etc. Se
sustenta en el sacrificio de Jesús para seguir adelante. Del clásico de Willa Cather Death Comes for the Archbishop.
On a long
caravan trip across Texas this man had had some experience of thirst, as the
party with which he travelled was several times put on a meagre water ration
for days together. But he had not
suffered then as he did now. Since
morning he had had a feeling of illness; the taste of fever in his mouth, and
alarming seizures of vertigo. As these
conical hills pressed closer and closer upon him, he began to wonder whether
his long travel from the mountains of Auvergne were possibly to end here. He reminded himself of that cry, extracted
from his Saviour on the Cross, "J'ai soif!" Of all our Lord's physical sufferings, only
one, "I thirst," rose to His lips.
Empowered by long training, the young priest removed himself from his
own consciousness and meditated upon the anguish of his Lord. The Passion of Jesus became for him the only
reality; the need of his own body was but a part of that conception.
His mare
stumbled, breaking his mood of contemplation.
He was sorrier for his beasts than for himself. He, supposed to be the intelligence of the
party, had got the poor animals into this interminable desert of ovens. He was afraid he had been absent-minded, had
been pondering his problem instead of leading the way.
His problem was
how to recover a Bishopric. He was a
Vicar Apostolic, lacking a Vicarate. He
was thrust out; his flock would have none of him.
The traveller
was Jean Marie Latour, consecrated Vicar Apostolic of New Mexico and Bishop of
Agathonica in partibus at Cincinnati a year ago--and ever since then he had been
trying to reach his Vicarate. No one in
Cincinnati could tell him how to get to New Mexico--no one had ever been
there. Since young Father Latour's arrival
in America, a railroad had been built through from New York to Cincinnati; but
there it ended. New Mexico lay in the
middle of a dark continent. The Ohio
merchants knew of two routes only. One was
the Santa Fe trail from St. Louis, but at that time it was very dangerous
because of Comanche Indian raids. His
friends advised Father Latour to go down the river to New Orleans, from there by boat to Galveston, across
Texas to San Antonio, and to end up New Mexico along the Rio Grande
valley. This he had done, but with what
misadventures!
His steamer was
wrecked and sunk in the Galveston harbour, and he had lost all his worldly
possessions except his books, which he saved at the risk of his life. He crossed Texas with a traders' caravan, and
approaching San Antonio he was hurt in jumping from an overturning wagon, and
had to lie for three months in the crowded house of a poor Irish family,
waiting for his injured leg to get strong… (From Death Comes to the Archbishop,
by Willa Cather, en easier English.)
Vocabulary
In partibus: obispo en cualquier lugar, sea o no un
país católico.
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