let us accomplish them!" Then touching on the entry of the councillor, he did not forget "the martial air of our militia;" nor "our most merry village maidens;" nor the "bald-headed old men like patriarchs who were there, and of whom some, the remnants of our phalanxes, still felt their hearts beat at the manly sound of the drums."
Ondoren, Kontseilariaren sarrerari ekinez, ez zuen inola ere ahazten "gure gudalostearen aire martziala", ezta "gure herriko emakume bizkorrenak", ezta agure burusoilak ere, "han zeuden patriarka irudikoak, zeinetariko batzu-batzuk, gure falange hilezkorren apurrak, oraindik ere beren bihotzak taupaka sentitzen baitzituzten danborren doinu arrarekin batera".