Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-04-28
She removed the veil from her face.
81 Do you know me now, Signor Buona-
rotti?n she asked, with sad smile.
Santa Maria!" he exclaimed, stepping;

Do you know me now, Signor Buona-
rotti?" she asked, with sad smile.
Santa Maria !" he exclaimed, stepping
close up to her, is it really you, Countess
Arnelli2"
She nodded her beautiful head.
ssFate, cruel fate. Michael Angelo
Buonarotti,' she said, lying her hand on
his arm, 6 has separated US for SO many
years! Would to Heaven that more
joyous cause had brought us again to-
gether9"
sWhat has occurred9" exclaimed Blu
onarotti.
"Our native city is in deadly peril
The Emperor Charles ""
eThe accnrsed sceandred" cried the
artist, angrily.
SIS approaching Florence with ten
thousand troops. Alexander Medici-''
Another villian!' cried Michael
Angelo.
us already in front Of our city with
a large force. He has demanded that
Florence should Internationally sur
render to him in five days. Otherwise he
would destroy the CITY,"
.But what can I do, Countess Arnelli2''
he exclaimed, almost in a despairing
tone
Everything everything, Buonarotti.
Such genius as yeu never was born.
What the Florentines need in this terrible
crisis is popular leader of indomitable
courage. You possess the heart of lion
Will you save Florence2.
"With all my hearth he cried, enthusi-
astically.
.Then follow me Immediately. Two
horses are waiting for us at the Porta di
Popolo. Not moment is to be lost"
Half an hour later Michael Angelo and
the Countess Arnelli were galloping along
the old Tuscan highway toward the
beautiful city on the Arno.
They succeeded in reaching it twenty
hours later. The place in front of the
Cathedral was at the time thronged with
excited people. Suddenly Michael
Angeles commanding form appeared in
their midst. His arrival was greeted with
deafening cheers.
The people of Florence hailed their
illustrious fe!low-citizen with rapturous
delight.
"He will save us!" they shouted. "Let
ulll NC our ledOcT!
On the same night he was proclaimed
Dictator of Florence. In that capacity
he displayed an ability as an Engineer
that would have astonished a Vauban OF
a Todleben.
Earthworks, as if conjured upby ma.
giclan's wand, rose at the most exposed
points.
Alexander Medici, at the expiration o.
the aforementioned five days, began tt
lombard Florence with his heavy altili
cry.
But strong force OF Florentines, head
ed by Michael Angelo, furiously attacked
the cannoniers. Michael Angelo, WIZ
was armed with an enormous battle-ax
| killing at least dozen enemies.
| The battery was destroyed, AID the bole
sallying force returned to the city, where
an enthusiastic ovation awaited them.
For weeks matters looked decided,
blue for the allied army of besiegers; bu
reinforcements arrived, and gradually tn
fortunes of war began to turn against tn
Florentines.
When matters assumed still gloomie
aspect for them, Michael Angelo, in dis
| SllISC WCuC W OtuOd duIl v culCc duu LII
plored those two still powerful Republic
to come to the succor of Florence.
The Genoese were ready to do SO, bu
the Venetians turned a deaf ear to hi
supplications.
Heart broken he returned to doome,
Florene.
At length the city fell, and now Alex
ander Medici took terrible revenge up
on his vanquished enemies.
| Two hundred and fifty prominent citi
zens were beheadcd in two days.
/ Sixty-one noble and patriotic ladie:
among them the beautiful countess Al
nelli, were hung.
Among the prisoners was Michael Angel
Buonarotti, who was saved from the scat
fold through the intercession of the Pope
| The great artist returned to Rome an,
finished the Sixtine Chapel.
! But from that time his whole natur
seemed to have undergone marke
change. He became gloomy and taciturr
and his artistic creations reflected hence
forth his somber frame of mind.