The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1860-04-12

him. as he had seen hisfather do, he began to take
large strides mp and down the narrow room.' y
.Paaino lauphed till his ai.iea ac ed; iiu,, r

i fPasno laughed till his sides ached,
ering his breath by degrees, he replied: ban 49,,
| And q fine family it is certainly. A splcn-
did establishment, to be sure l.. Four miserable
acres Of land. little clay and little straw! If
you had palace like The Falieri, you might take
on airsp The old man by this Slime was inter-,
ested In contemplating his handsome little grand
son, who was the pride Of his heart, that he had
forgotten that IL was midnight, and that he had
had but little sleep C-~a -
"The FSlieri the Faliefi!' answered the boy,
shaking bis splendid Scntls back from his shout.
ders, with q toss OF his head which made the
brown locks glitter like gold ia the feeble lamp
light Zone may be Of lower birth than the
Falieri, and be man of courogel',...,y
/" Tell me, Antonio,r @id Pasino, wiping away
the tears which laughter caused to run down his
cheeks. don't you want some suPper'' ,.I @,
"No, Im not hungry IVES
But you n,uss be hungry You have come
on foot all the way from your mothers house." b
!" A great journey to be surei- three -milesl-
Pshaw, that's nothing w and Antonio stretched
his legs with an air of "man who was accus-
toned TO such achievements and considered
them mere trifles, unworthy of mention. T..
"Welli now tell me how you got away, and
why you went 90 suddenly, and all about il 2"
"Wep, Grandpa" said the child, drawing
long breath, as II TO inhnle sufficient breath to
enable him to relate q narrative several hours,
long, "you know Mamma has married again, and
that her new husband is that horrid ugly Paesil.
10. What first hurt my feelings was her not be
ing called Signora Canova any more. "Sisno
ra Canova, now how pretty that sounds What
nice maine II isl Is thot, Grandpaa' -
"Yesl Well go on" .,.... .. ..-
Besides, it's my name--ny one name. and
Besides, it is my name-my own name, and
and her son another"
"welli welli Finish your story, for nm
going TO sleep again in spite Of myself, and
think had better go back to bed" So, keep
ing his eyes open. with immense effort, the old
man climbed slowly into bed again. ..r,... ..
"Well, besides that, as soon as Master Pae-
siIlo set foot in the house. there wns and end to
anything like peace. Everything changed en-
tircly. In the first place. nobody took the least
potice Of me. Nobody dressed me. or cnrIed my
hair. had to do the best / could and half the
time. my clothes were on wrong side before"-
(The poor child, in fact. looked, as the saying is,
"aa his clothes had been flung at him. "I
had no longer nice little tit-bits for dinner, nor
any large Jumps Of garlic, or the biggest onion.
or the biggest olives Those were for Master
Paesillo, and might take what could GET
Then. when got angry, nobody took any pains
to quiet me II. I pouted l was left to pout-
Pouting. of all things you know, Grandpa. is the
most tiresome in the world, when nobody comes
TO you, and says: what Is the matter, little
Antonio; come and get some nice supper, or some
good dinner No, not anything Of the kind. It
was, on the contrary. this way; You don't
choose TO dine; let it alone then--you don't want
your supper; please yourself, sir SO / did
neither one thing nor another. took a solemn
resolution. said TO myself : i have dear old
grandpa. Who Is all alone by himself. who loves
little children, who letes me do Just as please
whenI 60 to see him well! will go to him
| there, at lest. / shall be masterr You haven't
gone TO sleep. Grandpa, have youi" Antonio
now stood on tp-toe. in order to peer into the
high bed where his grandfather lay. ID. ....
| "No, I'm not asleep, my boy. You must 60
to bed there is nice fresh layer of straw in the
corner, and since you are go resolute about being
master, will teach you some Of these days to
be n master.mason." HEt i"s4Ha Gag
| ooh! rs for that, I am not ambitious TO be
| N"S ieP"'0u t"o IVY ~ 10 not NJ All minus
ing" ... .s.... ...s, .... fa
"You will see-you will see what a nice trade
1t is" tE sen hff-ns
Pooh! nothing from morning till night but
laying one stone over another, and go on all the
week, and the year round" e.r ".r.s.-s..' H i
"You would like to handle marble, suppose,
most noble Prince, instead Of building with
stones" s.aEs ..., 90. ... ....... ..
|
"Well, marble is white and pretty, and much
nicer to handle than stones" replied Antonio .
There go TO sleep. you saucy fellow, and let
me have my nap out" I'll ......,.. .,,-... a..
| On the morrow, Pssino awoke Antonio, and
after eaeh bad addressed a short prayer md Ia
ken short repast. they set out 70 go to the Fa-
lieri palace where Tor several days past the ma.
son had been working wall which had been
scaled by robbers. and injured by the shots which
had been fred after them. sai .sa -a.u .ss.
But the poor old mason endeayored in vain to
i keep strict watch over his grandson, and re
i pested to him In vain, mix this mortar; pick of
this lime pile'tbese bricks; arrange these stones
i or fii this hod." AZ soon as his back was turned
4 Antonio made PunehipeIIo with the mortar, OF
nymph with the lime. and only used his grand
fathers trowef 20 shape the clay, of which h,
constructed all sorts OF faces As he was slight
and delicate. and as grsndfathers are almost al
ways Of the same way Of thinking as their grand
sons. Pasino only pretended to be angry, and
!. ,hen Antonio would say: a -'* '.t.i
"But, grandpa, you see am tired to death"
Well. but what are you so busy at work up
on, then trsi.,7H H..H ... ..F' . ~
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