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  in Paris, and the entire family, including Lonfranco, joined her on the continent

  the following May for a two month family reunion.

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  The first-class passage to Europe was a far cry from what the young Italian

  had experienced on his initial crossing of the Atlantic. The other passengers

  reveled in his stories of hardship and deprivation as they sipped champagne from

  the finest crystal. How things had changed for the boy from Livorno. Steerage-

  class hardships were a distant memory. Only the best available amenities were

  acceptable for the general and his entourage.

  The family traveled on to London after their stay on the continent, where

  Lonfranco and the general set about acquiring some of the best polo ponies that

  money could buy. The general made a special gift of one fine grey Arabian mare

  to Lonfranco, a gesture that brought heartfelt tears to the young man’s eyes.

  They even managed to play a few chuckers of polo at an exclusive club

  on the outskirts of London, the president of the club being very willing to rub

  shoulders with an Argentine war hero and businessman. Lonfranco had played

  the game with great enthusiasm many times since that first day at the picnic in

  Buenos Aires, and he had displayed such talent that the general now included

  him in his first-team lineup.

  The polo ponies were not the only business matters that the general

  tended to while indulging himself at the sport he loved. The man responsible

  for San Marco’s presence at Hocking’s Squire Polo Club was none other than the

  president of British Rail Overseas Limited, Wendel Barrington Thompson.

  Thompson, a retired cavalry officer in the Queen’s Dragoons, was, like

  much of the British public captivated by the stories of daring from the American

  Wild West. Several famous frontiersmen were now touring the continent,

  displaying their polished western skills with a six-shooter, lariat, and carbine.

  Wild Bill Hickok, Sitting Bull, and Annie Oakley were only a few of

  the characters that had leapt out of the periodical pages into the arenas and

  fairgrounds of Europe. Although less widely publicized than its American

  counterpart, the Argentine struggle against its native Indians had followed a

  similarly bloodthirsty path. The romantic image of the gaucho and the fabled

  tales of Argentina’s most successful Indian fighter raised the profile of General

  Figueroa San Marco to celebrity status during his visit to England. It also

  opened some extremely coveted doors into the inner boardrooms of British

  commerce and finance.

  The general, through Wendel Thompson’s influence, had made an

  impressive presentation to the corporate board of directors of British Rail

  Overseas Limited. The thrust of his message stated the case for extensive

  expansion of the rail lines that the British company owned or controlled into

  the Pampas heartland of Argentina.

  The facts spoke for themselves. Improved agricultural techniques and

  revolutionary mechanical devices, combined with the staggering influx of

  knowledgeable farmers and astute scientists from Europe, meant that the fertile

  Argentine plain was ripe for tremendous expansion and development.

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  Vastly improved beef cattle were successfully being bred and nurtured on

  the Pampas’ endless expanse. Slaughterhouses needed direct lines to the ports

  to enable timely export of their highly sought-after products. Sheep, cotton,

  grains, and vegetables were all there as well for any person with foresight to

  capitalize upon the idea.

  The general offered his wide-reaching influence in any and every way

  possible to the Englishmen, and the fact that he backed up his enthusiasm for

  their investment dollars with a spectacular display of polo skills was not lost

  on several polo-playing board members. The British Rail Overseas Corporation

  promised to send high-ranking officials to Buenos Aires on the next available

  crossing to further discuss the matter with their associates there. The general

  was assured that his expertise and connections would be invaluable to the

  corporation and that contact would be made immediately upon his return to

  South America.

  The horn of plenty spread its bounty over the rich lands of Buenos

  Recuerdos for the next three years. Through the general’s diligence and

  painstaking attention to detail, a modern industrial and agricultural revolution

  took place right there in Pergamino.

  Figueroa San Marco had been able to convince the Englishmen to use his

  own expansive lands as an experimental testing ground. Some seventy miles

  of track were laid as a trunk spur from the main estancia compound to a site

  on the Parana River, just south of the town of San Nicholas de los Arroyos.

  This location became the terminus and deep-water port for the general’s own

  exported goods. A slaughterhouse, tannery, grain mill, and cotton gin all

  became integral operating facets of ‘Port San Marco.’

  The financial viability of such a project quickly became evident to the

  British Rail operators. They were dazzled by General San Marco’s resourcefulness.

  One full year had not elapsed since the first railway tie had been laid at Buenos

  Recuerdos, but Wendel Barrington Thompson had already seen enough. He

  pleaded with the general to open negotiations immediately with the Argentine

  government to secure vast tracts of land for rail expansion.

  At this point in his life, Figueroa San Marco had all but retired from active

  military duty. He preferred to spend his time overseeing the hands-on toils at

  his rapidly developing estancia and seaport, and when necessary, traveling to

  the capital to lobby government officials in an effort to achieve more favorable

  trade tariffs for foreign governments.

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  It was in his new capacity as a paid lobbyist that the general first opened

  discussions with President Julio Argentino Roca concerning the tremendous

  economic benefits that Argentina could derive should the Pampas be extensively

  and efficiently connected to the ports of Rosario and Buenos Aires by means of

  expanded rail service. Roca was impressed with the forecasts and statistics and

  promised to inform the Minister of the Interior of the British Rail proposal.

  Lonfranco De Seta was the general’s constant companion in each and

  every aspect of this complicated puzzle. The boy had learned to type, and

  this enabled the general to dictate and courier off memos or dispatches on a

  moment’s notice.

  The former ‘pick and shovel man’ was appointed executive assistant to

  the general at a large formal dinner in his behalf at Casa San Marco in Buenos

  Aires. There was no area of the family business of which the young Italian did

  not have intimate knowledge.

  Still, the newly appointed executive assistant had trouble understanding

  why he deserved to be so fortunate, when he had really given the general and

  his family little more than devotion and hard work in return. The continual

  affection and respect showered upon him made the equation even harder to

  solve. There was not on
e thing that he longed for, be it spiritual, emotional, or

  material. He could honestly say that he had never been happier!

  Nothing could have prepared him for the explosive end to this idyllic life

  one beautiful Sunday morning, in November of 1905.

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  Chapter Five

  The Argentine political landscape at the turn of the century was, for the

  most part, one of ‘peace and efficient administration,’ brought forth by

  the ruling National Autonomist Party.

  This was definitely a pro-capitalist regime and broad expansion of

  the economy was courted with the use of foreign capital. But not everyone

  prospered during the mandate of President Julio Argentino Roca, and civil

  unrest intensified under the guise of a new populist political party, The Radical

  Social Union.

  Initially, the R.S.U. was nonviolent in its attempts to lure voters to their

  platform, but 1905 brought rampant inflation and an economic downturn to

  the country that hit the working classes the hardest. Demonstrations and minor

  disruptions of public services gave way to bombings of government facilities and

  kidnappings of high-ranking officials. In desperation, President Roca turned to

  the one man he felt could take charge of the situation and restore law and order,

  General Figueroa San Marco.

  The general had initially protested that he was all but retired from

  military affairs and preferred to have a younger man cut his teeth on this latest

  crisis. President Roca could not be swayed, however, insisting that the general’s

  high profile as a war hero and economic miracle worker could allay the peoples’

  fears of a full-scale revolution.

  Roca was also aware that the general possessed the ruthlessness to use

  whatever force required to achieve the destruction of the R.S.U., if he was

  pressed to do so.

  To sweeten the reward, Roca promised the general all remaining lands

  required by the British Rail investors if he succeeded in bringing an end to the

  upheaval. Roca swore that this would enable San Marco to retire to his business

  interests full-time, with an even greater public profile.

  “Perhaps a great political career could be in the general’s future, if he so

  desired. Why, even the presidency could be within your grasp. I certainly do

  not plan to be here forever!” Roca eluded.

  There was nothing San Marco could do but heed the call of his president

  in a time of great turmoil. An assassination attempt on the life of the Minister

  of the Interior the very next day brought home the urgency of the situation.

  The general mobilized the army, arrested thousands of suspected subversives,

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  placed a curfew on the streets of Buenos Aires from dusk until dawn, and

  banned all public gathering.

  The harsh measures were supported by the majority of Porteños, who were

  anxious to restore economic stability and not discourage the influx of foreign

  capital.

  It was one bloody confrontation with a large group of R.S.U. activists that

  turned the tide of the struggle in the government’s favor. The army had been

  tipped off by a paid informer that the leadership of the R.S.U. was holding

  a strategy meeting at an old bull fighting stadium in the Monserrat Barrio.

  Several hundred supporters would also be present to handle security.

  General San Marco gave the orders to allow the meeting to take place.

  Once the subversives were inside the stadium, the army closed off all the escape

  routes, jammed the streets in the surrounding area with artillery loaded with

  grapeshot, backed the artillery up with mounted cavalry, then set fire to the

  stadium. The result was nothing but a slaughter. There were only a handful

  of survivors when all the shooting stopped. The hierarchy of the R.S.U. was

  wiped out completely, and it ceased to be a political or terrorist force from that

  day on.

  General San Marco was hailed as a hero and the savior of Argentina’s

  economic prosperity by President Roca. For his part, the general did not relish

  the means by which he had accomplished the demise of the R.S.U., but he was

  happy that the ordeal was concluded, and that he would be able to retire fully

  from military life as the president had promised.

  Because of the spring planting season, Lonfranco had remained at Buenos

  Recuerdos to oversee the work schedule and tend to other business in his

  employer’s absence. He was mildly troubled by the general’s last visit to the

  estancia, just days before he assumed his new military duties for President

  Roca.

  There had been something different about the man, a melancholy

  sentiment that Lonfranco had never witnessed before. He had left his assistant

  an extended list of duties to fulfill, leaving behind his personal diaries and

  notes in Lonfranco’s care for ‘safekeeping.’

  Their last night together was spent under the stars, with Roc Sena and

  his guitar along to provide musical accompaniment. The three men sang and

  drank and talked about old times with a lingering sadness rather than the

  usual lusty bravado. At one point, without saying a word, the general turned to

  Lonfranco, extending his hands. The younger man was stunned for a moment,

  but he finally extended his own, grasping those of the general. They sat in

  silence for more than a minute before San Marco spoke.

  “You will never know how much pleasure you have brought me, Lonfranco.

  You are the son I never had. As God is my witness, there is no man that ever

  meant more to me than you.”

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  Their eyes met for an instant before the general withdrew his hands. He

  called for his favorite guitar medley, “Estilo Pampeano,” from Roc Sena to make

  the mood more upbeat, but Lonfranco swore that he had seen tears in the older

  man’s eyes as the general turned to put another log on the fire. When Lonfranco

  arose the next morning, the old warrior had already departed for the capital.

  Señora San Marco insisted on staying in Buenos Aires with her three

  youngest daughters so that they could complete their school terms and lead as

  normal an existence as possible during the hostilities. The general grudgingly

  acquiesced, insisting on around-the-clock military guards and escorts for his

  family. Only Maria, who had returned to France for her final year of studies two

  months prior, was unaffected by the political situation at home.

  The first Sunday after the slaughter at the bullring, President Roca

  extended an invitation to the general and his family to worship with him at the

  Cathedral Metropolitana. He told the general that it would be a good display

  of public unity and also allow his adoring public one last glimpse of the famed

  military hero before he withdrew into the private sector.

  It was an offer that the general could not readily refuse. He adorned

  himself in full military regalia, hitched up his most ornate open carriage, and

  with his four ladies in their resplendent Sunday gowns, set off for what he

  hoped would be his final command performance.

  All went according to plan initially. A large, friendly crowd lined the

  streets surrounding t
he cathedral in anticipation of the arrival of the president

  and his revered military guest. Usually the general and his family worshipped at

  the smaller basilica in Palermo without much fuss or bother. But his daughters

  were enjoying the pageantry of the morning, with many of the city’s social elite

  joining the procession of carriages that inched towards the foot of the great

  cathedral’s steps.

  Soldiers held the swelling crowd back from the edge of the plaza that

  surrounded the great building. Officers in their finest uniforms, along with

  mounted police of the President’s Guard, formed a corridor through which each

  of the dignitaries would pass.

  As the general’s carriage neared the point of embarkation, a commotion

  erupted in the throng of people to their immediate right. Several gunshots rang

  out and screams of panic filled the air. While a platoon of soldiers converged on

  the troublesome area, a man on the opposite side of the plaza stepped out of the

  crowd and followed the flow of the extra troopers. He took a long drag on the

  cigar that he was smoking, then reached into his sachel and lit the short fuse

  of a melon-size bomb.

  The man was now beside the general’s carriage, and he calmly tossed the

  explosive device onto its floor. The general, who was standing but facing the

  opposite direction, turned just in time to meet the man’s glare, and hear him

  snarl, “Death to all enemies of the people!”

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  The explosion was ear-shattering, and its effects horrific. The general and

  his family didn’t stand a chance of survival. In total, twelve people were killed

  by the deadly blast.

  The subsequent investigation showed that the attacker was a member of

  the R.S.U., who had lost two brothers during the bullring massacre. He did

  not survive the bomb’s devastation either, which was obviously his intention.

  The gunshots and commotion in the crowd had been a planned diversionary act

  which had worked to perfection.

  No arrests were made at the site of the assassination. However, President

  Roca imposed a city-wide curfew for two days that enabled the security forces to

  incarcerate several hundred suspects. Many never walked the streets of Buenos

  Aires as free men again.