The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1888-01-23
ITALY'S PATRIOT.
Interesting Extracts from the Forthcoming
Autobiography of Garibaldi.

ITALY'S PATRIOT.
Interesting Extracts from the Forthcoming
Autobiography of Garibaldi.
London Special to New York Herald.
Garibaldi's autobiography will soon be issued
In Florence, entitled lie Vie Memorie,' and
am Informed that soon afterward the volumes
will appear IN English dress here.
The preface is dated July 8, 1872, short time
before he took oath in the Italian Parliament,
and it forms the key to the whole volume In
this preface occur phrases like these translated
very literally: "A sempestuous life, composed
of good and evil, like. suppose the major part
OF peoples lives the consciousness of hav-
ing always sought after good for myself and my
feliow-creatures; il have done evil sometimes,
certainly it was involuntarily. = Halter of
tyranny and falsehood, profoundly convinced
that with them lies the beginning of all the
evil and corruption of the human race.
Hence Republican. this being the sys-
tenn OF honest folks, the normal sys-
sequently not imposed by violence or imposture.
Intolerant and not exclusive. Incapa-
bic of imposing my republicanism on others by
force-for example, on the English, if they
content with the government of Queen Victoria.
and they may be content for their government
may consider itself a Republic. Re-
publican, but evermore convinced of tho neces-
sity of an honest, temperate dictatorship for
those nations which, like France, Spain and
Italy, are victims of the most pernicious By
Zantism."
Some OF the references to his family and child
hood are fine instances of tender expression.
For instance: "As to my mother, | assert with
pride she could serve as a model to all mothers,
and with this think l have said ALL Her ten
derness for me was perhaps excessive, but I owe
to her, to her angelic character. the little good
that may be found in mine. Obi although
certainly not superstitious, not rarely in the
most arduous moments of my agitated existence,
when escaped from storm at sea or from the
grapeshot of battle. / have seen before
the kneeline figure of my loving mother bend
ing before the Infinite to implore the life of the
child of her bosom, and /, although believing
little in the power of prayer, was made happy,
or, at least. less unhappy"
Garibaldi was born at Nice on the 4th of July
1901 day which Americans may think appro-
pirate to his patriotic and Independent life He
remarks of himself that he had kind heart
and, to prove it. says: 'Having one day found
a grasshopper and brought it home, I broke a
grleved me SO much that I shut myself
up in my room and wept for several
hours. Another time, accompanying a cousin of
mine to school in the Varo l stopped at the
edge of deep pond where they used to leave
hemp to soak, and where there was poor woman
washing some clothes. Idons know how it was,
but the woman fell into the water head foremost
and was in danger of being drowned. |, al
though / very little and incumbered with
my game bag, plunged in, and was able to save
her Of course"
this naivete OF utterance: II had never
thought OF marriage, and thought my
self unsuired for it because of my too
independent nature and propensity toward an
adventurous career To have a wife and
children seemed to me entire contradiction
to one who had consecrated himself to princi
permitted me while indicating it with all the
ardor of which l felt myself capable, to enjoy
the quiet and stability necessary for the father
of a family. Destiny decided otherwise had
need of some human being who would love
Without such one near me existence was be-
coming insupportable. Although not ord, Is
knew men well enough to know how difficult 1t
is to find real friend. But woman-yes, a
woman-for had always cons dered them the
most perfect of beings, and whatever men may
say, it is infinitely easy TO find really loving
heart among them.
II was walking on the quarterback of the TIA
parica wrapped in my sad thoughts, and having
reasoned the matter in all ways finally conclud-
ed to seek wife for myself who would draw
me out of this depressing and insupportable
state of things. My glance fell by chance upon
the houses Of the Barra-a little hill thus called
at the entrance of the Laguna Of ST Catharine,
in Brazil, on which are soma simple. but pict-
uresque. dwellings
with the aid of my glass. which habitually
held In my hand when the quarterback, L
young girl i ordered the men to row me
ashore in that direction, and disem barked and
made for the house which contained the object
of my voyage, but could not find it, when 1 en-
countered person of the place whom l had
known on my first arrival He invited me to
take coffee at his house. We entered and the
first person on whom my gaze fell was the
who had caused my coming on shore.
1T was Anita, the mother of my children the
companion of my life in good and evil fortune,
the woman whose courage 1 bad so often de-
sired We both renamed in an ecstatic silence,
gazing at each other like two persons who do not
meet for the first time. and who seek in each
others lineaments something which shall revive
remembrance. At last sauted her, and l said,
You must be mine" 1 spoke but little Portu-
guese and I spoke these audacious words in
Italian However, / seemed to have come mag
netic power in my insolence had tied knot
which death alone could break. How happy was
this union all the world would knows"
Upon his first sight of Rome he draws this
picture: 1.-The Rome which presented itself to
my juvenile mind was the Rome not of the.past
but of the future. the Rome OF which have
ing, banished to the depths of the American
forest-the Rome of the regenerative thought
of a great people. This was the dominating
idea of all that the past and the present could in
spire in me, hence that of my whole life. In
short. Rome for me was Italy. saw no Italy pos
BILE except in the compact union or federation
of her scattered members. Rome is the symbol
of Italy. Put 1t in what form you may and the
most Internal work of the Papacy that of
keeping it apart and separated from her morally
and materially"
Garibaldi draws an affecting picture Of his po-
sition in battle when he called upon to
shoot Italians Terrible for that mo-
ment, placed in the alternative of laying down
my arms or of staining myself with the blood
of my brethren. The soldiers of the mon
arcby had such scruples, / should
rather say their leaders did not They counted
upon my horror of civil war. gave orders not
fire. and the order was obeyed by all bnt
few fiery youths on our right. led by Minotti,
who, finding themselves charged. charged and
REFUSED. /. who between the two lines in
order to prevent massacre. received the present
Of two balls one in the left hip and the other in
the ankle bone of the right foot"
1t is strange that Garioaldi, who drew so
sanity picture of his mother could have come
to hate the priests of the Madon-
ma, yet how bitter is this picture. 1.-THE
priest is the real scourge of God in
Italy. He keeps cowardy government in the
most hu,niliating degradation, and strengthens
himself amid the corruption and misery of the
I'm fhaf h
nation to war. and in Spain worse still-he spurs
on to civil war. leading bands of fanatics, and
spreading determination everywhere"
Perhaps the most entertaining part of the
volume is his sketch of adventures in South
America and his Staten Island residence but
these must be read in sequence and at length TO
be appreciated.
Thirty-ffve Years at Hard Labor
CHICAGO, Jan 22.-Michael Lynch, the ex-
convict who shot and killed Policeman Halloran