Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1882-08-31

'Gn the long summer nights ct sea, :"
said friend who knew GarIbaldi, eve
sat upon the deck, and he recited italian
poems. He was poet himself poet
in action. When he stood In his red
shirt upon the balcony at Naples and
gave the kingdom to the king, he was
the same simple man as on those SUM-
mer nights at sea-" But whoever re-
members the days OF Gregory XVI, the
last pope but one. may well rub his eyes
as he reads that triumphal procession,
headed by the municipal authorities,
marched through the chief street OF
Rome, amid universal acclamation, car
ryipg bust of Garibaldi, which it de-
posted in the Capitol. There were the
usual details of pageantry-the black
yelled ladies, the chariot typical of tri-
umphal entries, the figure of Liberty
crowning the bust, and there were the
red-shirted veterans, the historic flags,
the great banners cf italian cities, the
schools, the clubs, the artists and the
committees. But more than the specta-
Gle was its significance. 1t was new
Italy. regenerated Italy, the Italy to
which Gregory XVI, is as remote and
alien a figure as Alexander VII, the
BorgiA, Perhaps some of the strangers
who watched the procession smiled at
the black wells and the emblematical
Liberty and the allegorlcal figures,
thinking them trivial and meIodramatic.
and giving an artificial and insincere as
pect to the spectacle. But the pine must
allow for the palm. The cooler northern
temperament must not be severe upon
southern ardor lavishing itself In ex-
preston. Long ago the Easy Chair
was wandering in Italy, when the Aus
trians were occupying Lombardy, and
had just taken possession of Milan. On
all the roads. at the cafes. on garden
balconies, there were Italians with
symbolic hats and symbolic ribbons, and
loud gest1culation and gusts OF patriotic
song; and despite lis sympathy with
the italian cause, and its consequent
detestation Of the D1GLddettt Iedeschi,
the Easy Chair could not but hear the
line of Browning's contemptuous Luitol-
fo mockingly and constantly repeating
itself: 81 have known three-and-twenty
leaders of revolts." And SO supreme
was his disdain of italian patriotism and
persistence that the sneering LuitolfO
was sure that the twenty-fourth would
be as imbecile or treacherous as his
predecessors. So it was incredible to
child OF Sam Adams and the New York
Sons of Liberty that men who really
meant to rescue their country from the
grasp of q tyrant would tie ribbons In
their hats, and waste patriotism in frivO-
lity, and apparently suppose that a revo-
luton could be helped by millinery. 1t
was but generation age, and yet it was
that generation which has redeemed
Italy and driven the Austrian away. The
temperament is not our temperament.
But it is our temperament sometimes to
confound the ford expression with the
sentiment, and then we deceive our
selves. "Why cannot Alfred say thing
without Jingling it?'' asked Carlyle of
Tennyson. Carlyle mistook the rhyme
for the poem. The impatient pine often
thinks that the palm spends itself utter
ly upon expression, forgetting that it is
the same deep affection for the dead
child which often hArdens the father
into stone, and d1ssolTes the mother into
q food of woe, Garibaldi was perfect
type of that Southern temperament. His
career illustrates the persistent and Gre
ative power of sentiment. He typihed
the new Italy to itself. He was the
symbol of the sentiment which Cavour
moulded into a nation, and he viii be
always canonized more universally than
any Italian patriot, because no other
represented so purely and simply to the
national imagination the italian ideal of
patriotic devotion. "He was himself a
poet" said his fellow voyaRer. He had
that enthusiasm of high sentiment which
makes no calculation for defeat, because
it does not believe in it. Despite Napo-
leon, even battles are not sums in arith-
metic. 1t is strange that Napoleon, half
of whose success was due to sentiment
the glory of France---which welded
his army into thunderbolt and still
burns to our later hearts inthe fervid of
song Beranger, should havesupposed that
it is numbers and not conviction and en-
thusiasm which win the final victory.
HGliG farG dG Sc. Garibaldi was that
faith incarnate, and its prophecy is full
filed. Italy, more proud than stricken
bears his bust TO the Capitol and there
its elegant marble will say. while Rome
endures, that one man with God, with
country, with dHty and conscience, is at
last the majority.
ANOTHER girl: ''Do you know, my
young friend, that it pains me to see you
cling to your cigaTretts ?" said hiIan-
thropist to q palid young mtn this
morning. ''You viii have Angina Pee
toris. as sure as you're bOm." 'tAlSeadY