Don Jacinto and the legend of Caa Pora

Fuente: http://urabasena.blogspot.com.ar/2013/11/nuestro-mural.html

This is an adaptation of the legend of Caa Pora
Long ago in the province of Corrientes, in the places of the crossroads belonging to the city of Empedrado there was a grocery store where the gauchaje met.

This grocery store was very popular because of the presence of an old man who went daily to drink sugar cane, the man was a person who lived alone and killed his boredom in the establishment.

Old Jacinto was popular because he was a great narrator of legends, the gauchos of the area were coming to the grocery store to drink and listen to Jacinto's anecdotes.

One day the old man told a legend of his payment at the crossroads, in an inhospitable place near the marshes bordering his father's field, a gaucho named Montiel was established. He was a hard-working man, worked many hours a day, started before the sun came out and ended when the sun was opposing, fed on animals that he hunted in the forest, a good hunter, his success was due to his great Knowledge of the forest and its tracking dogs that Montiel himself had trained.

This gaucho was an employee of his father, working weeding the mountains to prepare the land for sowing.

As I told you this man was very good and hardworking, but ......! I had three weaknesses! Which, of course, he knew how to carry it very well, said Don Jacinto, pausing to drink a sip of sugarcane, took his glass and white background, shit another half glass and took it again, coughed a little, fit his throat and He continued with the rumbling of the story.

They were saying a good man with three weaknesses the first, was addicted to work, the second liked to hunt and the third liked to eat meat of wild animals, these were the reasons why it was more than 16 hours in the mountain, The day, fulfilling his three passions, weeded the ground, an animal that ran from the mountain and hunted him with his 20-gauge shotgun, then ordered his dogs to go looking for the prey.

This was the humble life of the Montiel monkey, work to live, live to hunt and hunt to eat, had no Sundays or holidays, a gaucho handsome and with no obligations to fulfill, a single man and without family, lived in a mud brick And straw.


Fuente: http://mascercadelcielouruguay.blogspot.com.ar/2014/11/resultados-del-concurso-mas-cerca-del.html

What he could do in his house, rather than think of his miserable life and go crazy, for that he stayed in the mountain and gained money and the most he liked to hunt, said Don Jacinto in his story, that I take the opportunity to pause And buy another small bottle of cane, do not let it run out of fuel in the middle of the story.

I bought his bottle of spirits, drank glass and a half of cane and continued with his story, the gauchos very attentive listened to the old man's story.

"All the vices are bad," said Don Jacinto, "this man was busy with work, cutting down trees and killing wild animals. This action aroused a special interest in Caa Pora," said old Jacinto.

What is that Don Jacinto? Asked a gaucho who listened intently to the story of old Jacinto.

Look at Chamigo! Al Caa Pora you do not even have to name, this is the elf of the mountain, he is the son of the same satan, but he has a good side, he is a protector of the fauna and the flora, protects of the hunters or woodcutters, who hunt or weed the mountains "Said Don Jacinto.

Is that all Don Jacinto? Said another gaucho hurried to hear more story.

No Chamigo! That's nothing, expect me to tell you, said the old shrewd and unemployed to drink another sip of cane.
That happened to Monkey Montiel, to be detonated trees all day and hunting the wild animals, be patient and you will see what happened to the monkey, said the old man.

The ghost of the forest, as it is also known, appears in two forms, first with a very pleasant form, it conquers you and when you are unprepared it totally changes its appearance and that comes the bad, said old Jacinto.

One summer afternoon, the sun was opposing, Montiel came in, decomposed with fear, I could not speak, I was speechless from the fright, this my father told me, after the monkey was composed and made to sleep in the store Home, of the fear he had he did not want to go to his ranch.

My father tells me that Montiel monkey arrived broken up, my father reassured him, gave him a glass of gin, he smelled some alcohol with camphor and there he recovered and he could tell what happened to him.

He was uncorking a small mound, very close to where he was a hare appeared, mansa just gave a few jumps and stayed close, monkey or not slow not lazy grab the shotgun and aim at the animal, this gave three skips and disappeared behind a high pasture At the edge of a lagoon, he stealthily approached to hunt his prey and there he saw.

The most beautiful woman on the earth, all naked, came out very slowly from the water of the lagoon and entered the mountain, before entering the mountain, she turned and looked at him as if inviting her to follow her, the hypnotized gaucho of love , Could not do other than follow the beautiful lady.

The woman walked a long way inside the mountain, when she was in the middle of the mountain disappeared the beautiful woman, there she realized that he was in the mountain, surrounded by giant trees, Montiel monkey was never separated from his dogs, Very brave, if someone approached him sure the dogs would defend him, he does not know what tree and at what point, a giant naked man, all covered with hairs, leaped and fell heavily to the ground, looked like a yeti or a big foot for the size and His characteristics, said Don Jacinto, very tense by the situation of the story.

And what happened Don Jacinto? Said a gaucho, please do not leave us with the intrigue!

He says that the hairy giant had a leather jacket, and began to lash the dogs, I force them to flee from so many lashes that I hit the animals, when Mono Montiel wanted to react, he had him on top and began to whip lashes in The body, did not give time to anything, received so many whiplash that fell faint to the floor.


Fuente: http://criaturasfantasy.blogspot.com.ar/2014/03/caa-pora.html

There he took possession of his shotgun, his ax, his ax, took off his shirt and his trousers, I left him in his underpants, his body all marked with the leather of the waiter, when I reacted I was alone in the middle of the mountain, ran out and did not stop Run to my father's ranch.


Fuente: http://www.artelista.com/obra/8597599868098447-mujerindigena.html

The legend speaks of a beautiful woman with a beautiful figure, always seen naked, protects the mountain and wild animals, with her sensual body falls in love with Correntino man who is temperamental, ardent and sensual to the extreme, say that there are men of the field Who know the legend and still look for it on the mountain, although it is not only for a few seconds, the Caa Pora man, is a giant man and strong of you hoarse and dry, it is terrible with his punishment.

That is why when they now see a man who is determined to fence or hunt for animals, they are told ...
Since I have to be careful with Caa Pora ....

Fuente: http://corrientesesasi.webcindario.com/ley_caapora.html



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José Luis Fernández
Corrientes Argentina

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