Clarksville evening chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn) 1886-1890, 1888-10-29
ghe Fisherman Of Naples.
CHAPTER XXI.
MADNESS.


rags he had worn the day before
Farewell to the cabin wetted by the sea
wavesp he exclaimed; farewell to the hat
With IFS torn briInl Dress yourself, fisher
man OF Naples, and hasten TO show yourself
20 lssbelln In Il % sumptuous habits given you
by%the people"
Speaking this, he drew convulsively from
out Of the basket the costume which it con-
tanned Hardly. however, had be put It on
ere he felt n feeling Of invisible assitude
creep over him. He sunk upon a chair, and
leaning his whirling head upon his hand
wiped away with his handkerchief Of fine
Flemish cloth the drops Of Precipitation which
burst out on his forehead.
"Ohl how ! suffer-" he murmured 'My
strength is leaving me, and life seems flying
from me. What is this illness which is con-
suming mel Dear Isabellal is it possible
that, when the day of our union draws near,
there will be naught here save a corpseF
Masaniello now perceived the flowers he
had received the preceding night, and tried
TO garry them TO his lips.
hardly, however, had he touched them
t6an he started up with his hair on end, his
eyes infamed; and, pacing rapidly up and
down his room, he exclaimed:
Fernando came to Naples to marry herI
but 1t is IL alone, the fisherman of the Mer-
gellina, whom she lowest Fernandez has
leagued himself with Spinola to tear her
from mel Do they not remember Caraffa's
deathl Obi will challenge these naughty
mobiles who, from their earliest infancy, have
learned the art of making up for want of
courage by the use Of stratagem, and who
kill their adversary with such grace. By
Saint Januarius, will teach them q mode
OF fighting they do not know-a mode Of
lighting always practiced by a man whose
arm Is strong and whose heart is inaccessible
to fear. Spinola, Fernandez, defend your
selvesl" cried the fisherman, drawing his
sword and making sparks Of fire fly from it
at every one OF his movements.
Put his strength was soon unequal to his
courage. and he fell completely exhausted
into O chair.
Such were the alternate fits of furious
madness and of Encouragement, Of excite
ment and weakness which Masaniello was
destined to experience until the fatal NOR
row.
The murderous perfume Of the bouquet
given by Fernandez had deranged his reason.
The state carriage Of the Duke Of ARGOS,
magnificent and heavy vehicle, inclosed on
all sides with plates of Venetian glass fixed
in frames of carved wood ornamented with
stables of the Vicaria. The fresh sea breezt
had arisen, and the population began to scat
ter themselves through the various streets,
delighted at quitting their houses, where the
sun hal, so to speak, kept them besieged
during the day Masanieilo, dressed in
slttt OF clothes made in the French fashion
an kof the most Incompatible richness and
elegance, occupied the seat of honor at the
back OF the carriage. On his left was the
viceroy, and opposite him Fernandez The
Count OF Spinola was seated opposite the Duke
of ARGOS Officers galloped at the doors of
the magnificent vehicle while a number of
reiters closed the line Of march. The palmy
days of Spanish tyranny had returned
In vain, during his progress through tho
city, did Masauello seek among the crowd
for some of the popularity he had enjoyed
only the day before; in vain did he attempt
TO gain few cheers by bowling to the few
la2aroni that were grouped along his pas
sage The people remained dumb. They
contemplated with uneasy curiosity the fish
errIian of the Mergellina metamorphosed into
great nobeman; they no longer recognized
in him their chief, but merely saw in him an
ambitious man TO whom his brethren owed
nothing since no had received from the
Spnniards the price for which he had sold
hitEseif n
A silent feeling of rage was boiling in Ma
saniellos soul when he reached tho market
place. He could now hear the cries of men
ace which rose above the murnurs of the
crowd The most violent Of the lazaroni ex-
claimed
'Down with tho traitorsl Down with
Masanicllor'
At this moment he had one Of those fits of
irrestrainable and senseless fury produced III |
= him by the fatal disorder to which his strong
system was now prey. He got out of the |
carriage and mounted his horse. Then put
ting himself at the head Of tho Spanish sol
diels, and advancing with drawn sword into
the midst of the lnzaroni, no said:
Who was it cried, Down with Masa-
niellof"
There was something so inenacing and so
full of despair in his look and attitude that |
the crowd were awed, Prolo, however, the |
same who had conducted Corccl and his |
brigands to the faubourg of Loretto, I'D
vaoSed brnvely, aFi replied;
1T twas II"
Without giving him timo to continue, Ma |
sanello seized hold of tho fisherman and lift !
ing him up by n superhuman effort, carried
him up to the front rank Of the Spanish sol
diers aud threw him under the horses feet.
This net of violence excited an immense cry
of Indignation through the entiro market
place.
"Ah! you have not had enough sedtion,
enough murders and combatsN continued |
Masanello, with n meracing gesture. Fol
low me, soldiers! Lot us charge these
wretchesl'
Speaking thus, he galloped forward, fol
lowed by the soldiers of the cavalleria del re.
When this torrent Of men caSed in steel and
Of horses excited by tho spur, had swept
across the market place. five or six Neapoll-
taus, killed or wounded, were seen stretched
upon the ground
They raised up those that still lived Some
of - horsemen threw them across their
horses necks, and with these funeral trophies
did Masaniello re:u.'a to the palace That
same evening, while the young man, prey
to the working of the poison and worn out by
the emotions OF this unfortunate day. was
lying stretched out serseless upon his bed, the
prisoners were hanged by torchlight.
Over the Gallows was the following inscrip-
ton:
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