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"This Is The Eve Of Christmas,
But What Is That To Me?
We Are Ruled By Thieves And Robbers,
As It Was And Will Always Be."
Next comes a shouting band of the youth of Spain, strapping boys with
bushy locks, crisp and black almost to blueness, and gay young girls
with flexible forms and dark Arab eyes that shine with a phosphorescent
light in the shadows.
They troop on with clacking castinets. The
challenge of the mozos rings out on the frosty air, -
"This is the eve of Christmas,
Let us drink and love our fill!"
And the saucy antiphon of girlish voices responds, -
"A man may be bearded and gray,
But a woman can fool him still!"
The Christmas and New-Year's holidays continue for a fortnight, ending
with the Epiphany. On the eve of the Day of the Kings a curious farce is
performed by bands of the lowest orders of the people, which
demonstrates the apparently endless naivete of their class. In every
coterie of water-carriers, or mozos de cordel, there will be one found
innocent enough to believe that the Magi are coming to Madrid that
night, and that a proper respect to their rank requires that they must
be met at the city gate. To perceive the coming of their feet, beautiful
upon the mountains, a ladder is necessary, and the poor victim of the
comedy is loaded with this indispensable "property." He is dragged by
his gay companions, who never tire of the exquisite wit of their jest,
from one gate to another, until suspicion supplants faith in the mind of
the neophyte, and the farce is over.
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