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actions, and his feelings with the sick
ening amount of self-consciousness
proper to the sect, bnt not q trace of
which, happily, can be found il the
living man, Joseph Garibaldi
1t was during this Brazilian time
of wild adventures that he met with
Anita, the heroic and devoted wife,
whose melancholy death sent such a
thrill of pity and indignation through
Europe, and who passed her brief mar
ried life in shareing her husbands per-
lis and ligtening his tolls; giving up
herself to the cause Of freedom with as
mucn energy and ardor as be did. and
dying a sacrifice to the country which
he was spared to save. There is no
sadder page to be found in history
than that which records the terrible
flight of Garibaldi end Anita, and the
heroic, patient, and manful death of
one of the noblest women that ever
lived. GIVE my husband water, !"
were her last words as she fell back in
his arms and died Such deaths as
these are perpetual lessons of great
ness to the world. They are. never
forgotten, never cancelled, and for ages
TO come help to strengthen the weak
and determine the wavering-help to
tread down selfishness, meanness and
cowardice in the heart, and leave the
world all the richer by so much good.
Garibalbi and Anti seem to belong to
an earlier time than ours, to the an
tique days of simple heroisnn, when
hearts were strong, and lives were like
brave mans poems-full of beauty
and lofty daring.
In 1888 Garibaldi returned to Eu-
rope, to have his Italian party In that
mig Continental Revolution which
threatened almost every State How
he fought, how he organized powerful
armies out of the least promising ma
terials, how he conquered with scarce
ly the shadow of reverse, until the
catastrophe which crushed liberty for
time and stained the earth with the
best blood Of her soma, how he flung
himself heart and soul into the cause
of Italy, and devoted his life to that
cause alone, is matter of history too
well known to need detailing There
are few English hearts that have not
taken the career of Gairbaldi to heart,
and accepted it in all sympathy as the
grandest example given them by the
age. There is something in the whole
life and character, specially admirable
in our eyes. The immense energy Of
the mantle practical nature Of his
life-his heroism " hich is never still
ted, his courage which is never rash
ness-his personal character Of unsef-
ishness and simplicity, the childelike
trust and love that is in him, bis self
control, the quietude of manners, the
unaagging actiyity-in a word his
magnificent masculinity- have won
for him higher degree of popularity
IN England than is usually accorded
to foreigner. Others who have came
before US in like cause have failed
either because they were dreamers and
impractical, or clever without vital
strength, Or else honest but crotchety.
Garibaldi alone unites all the qualities
which, right, or wrong, we Anglo
Saxons believe is absolutely necessary
to a perfect man; and for himself per-
sonally, therefor as mnch as the cause
he represents, are our sympathies CIV
en- and oar hearty prayers offered up.
But such a biographer as Dumas
inimitable in his own life-desecrateS
the grand simplicity Of the italian
patriot and from hero transforms
him into mountebank, destroying all
those pure and manly traits which are
so inexpressibly delightful in his char
acter, and giving him instead the airs
of petit-maitre, groted on to the
mock heroism of q carpet knight
| lTeither is the author of the Illustra-
ted Life " happy ia his choice Of sim
lies when he calls Garibaldi the Ital-
ian Washington unless fire may be
compared to snow, painting to marble
and the war flush of human life, with
all its energy end passion, to the cold
perfection of the statn que ideal. 80
two characters in history are more un-
like than Garibaldi and Washington,
except in the simple fact that neither
is d self-seeker.
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