Dom Corria, a resplendent personage on horseback, made a fine speech.

He was vociferously applauded, by both troops and populace.
General Russo, also mounted, assured him that Brazil was pining for him.

In effect, when he was firmly established in the Presidency, the people would be allowed to vote for him.
"We have borne two years of misrule," vociferated the commander-in-chief, "but it has vanished before the fiery breath of our guns.

We hail your Excellency as our liberator.

Long live Dom Corria! Down with----" The fierce "Vivas" of the mob, combined with the general's weight, proved too much for his charger, which plunged violently.