One hundred years ago broad-shouldered, poker-faced Francisco Morazáán, a fighting man who dreamed of democracy and unity in the corrupt and revolt-torn states of Central America, directed his own death scene. At San José in Costa Rica, Morazán commanded the firing squad which faced him. He corrected the aim, ordered fire, fell, raised his bloody head to order a second volley. He died as great a hero in Central America as Simón Bolivar in South America.
The man whose legions of fanatic peasants finally captured Morazán after 18 turbulent years of early...
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