The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-01-03
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The eyes haunted me, and IL cad
myself wishing that might AGAIN.
hold Maria Perrone, the murdetess. y
of Leo. the bandit and free colnpani
However, I resisted the desire Is
turn to her cell, being we'll ayvarea2
the officials of an Italian prison VA
set my interest in the woman dow
another motive than a disinterested'
sire to investigate prisoners ct
plants.
Presently, weary of the babble
syndics and councillors, excused /
self and sauntered out into the TOT
Groups Of broad HATED country /
were scattering homeward. Every d
out Of he little city was filed with
small, wide horned Apulian oxen, al
ging slowly the OK carts. with u
straw tanks like great cups moui|
upon them, into which beribboned &.
and laughing lads crowded with
and infinite laughter. -s---y
AS l proceeded / saw that there
a great stir in the direction of the ca
dral. Women stood chattering about
doors, beggars were edging and eli
ing for places nearest to the entral
vergers were striking at them
their official slaves as often as the
licensed encroached on the sacred 81
mented space Of the porch. 1t was5F
IDENTIFY a great ceremonial, and, thtf
mostly l am of the soldiers relipE
which, they say, is that of the gin
is counting, l had not lost my intSE
in the noble and impressive pomps y
which Mother Church keeps her
upon the children of the south-lcN
of color and tinsel every one. +
Doffing my soldiers hat. wentE
The evening sun streamed through
and ancient lozenges. Colored msY
of most delicate inlaid work glitt@
with gold and silver. Lapis lazulI
veined porphyry OVERLAND the ta
travertine of the pillars like jewell
BRIDES neck.
A great procession was sweepinE
the aisle toward the altar-the CARD
Carrara, prince of the church, me-
Of the pope, bowling his keen, asl
churchman's face ser his princely
let. Foster son Of the hereto Wall
valleys as I was, GALLON any relE
as the redshirts of Sicily had madE
/ soon found myself on my knees.
l am wiser now. l think more o
ligion and its utilities now than
in the sixties. Religion comes to
healthy men with the stiffening
or the first touch of lumbago IL
back.
Ileaned against a pillar and wat
As the sun sank it shone more di
in through the great, westernpwi,
The broad golden stream put
candles, so that it was only
chapels that one could see them
gloom with their pale silver fax
organ pealed out. The young vc
the choir mounted higher and b
each as it were climbing up e
shoulders of the other till they &
to break way through the seven
ems up to the throne of very God.
deeper voices somewhere in the
behind chanted the Miserere,
wind, scented with incense, passs
the bowed heads Of the wc.rshipe
these pomps passed me by, like
heard when one is half asleep,
eyes rested on man who stood
next pillar to that against
leaned.
Accustomed to command
knew as soon as my eyes re
the man that here befos-
man accustomed from his
mastery Of his fellows. A
he seemed-tall, swarthy.
ly arched, we'll based, raj
man nose of the provin
that flashed dangerously
bushy eyebrows which al,
the mist, strong hands
the pillar as though, lii
bring the temple of tt
about our ears. He was d
corduroy, and IN the hs
me he held a plumed hat
feathers swept the floor.
When once / had PER-
to rest upon the man, /
nothing else, 30 greatly
atty impress me.
But as continued to
the strong. rugged face O.
the pillar was convulsed
watching the priests as
and fro before the altar.
priest of holy church sa,
him, and he never gla
But the mans eyes weI
hanging cross and on the
of the Crucified on the
His lips moved. His
convulsively. His plur
unnoticed ON the foo,
clearer rang the voices
The duomo darkened.
setting in gloomily witt
from the gulf. The spla
scarlet from the west
quickly dried up. The t
darkened to brown.
lights shone upon the rer.
yet deeper gloom bebi
prince cardinal and thew
priests were shrined in
which shone out also
oic1n on<1 vo,, ,,.>1,. A.