The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1906-07-20

STORY OF A FRAGMENT OF REAL
LIFE As PORTRAYED IN A
NEW STAGE PLAY.

Showingthe Operations Of the lmm
grafton Law as 1t Affects Those
who Attempt to Enter the Ameri
can Portals.
An hour at Ellis island In New York
harbor, is full Of smiles and tears
The newly arrived immigrant, before
he has changed his native garb, with
his outlandish boxes and bundles still
about him, Is eternally interesting
His meetings and partings are full Of
childish exuberance and abandon
He Is never so picturesque or SO
pathetic as when he has just doubt.
fully intrusted himself to the great
machinery of a new land and law.
He hasn't been much on the stage
this immigrant-buta fragment OF his
life finds It's way there in a one-act
play called "The Land Of the Free,
by W. G. De Mile, which was seen re.
Gently at a Vassar Aid Society natl.
nee. It Is described by the Times as
simple little story, one that happens
day after day.
In a room of the big immigration
building, with its desk and its blue
coated official, an Italian workman
walks excitedly up and down. His
clothes are cheap and poor, but they
are plainly not his working garb, and
a bright holiday handkerchief is knot,
ted about his throat. His eyes are
keen and expectant. Evidently it is
great day for him. 1t needs little
encouragement from the good-natured
officer to bring out the whole story.
A big Mediterranean steamer Is just
landing its steerage passengers. Luigi,
as he peers through the gates at the
incoming crowd, is almost beside him
self with delight.
II waita three year," he explains,
breathlessly. II worka vera hard and
sava de money to bring to me my
Maria and my two little Ones"
He can hardly wait for the gate to
be opened. But the officer has more
to find out. His questioning brings out
further details. Luigi earns 50 a week
with his pick and shovel. The wife
Is not strong. She speaks little Eng
lish. The officer looks doubtful, but
says nothing.
Then all at once the boat is in.
The Italian catches a sight Of them
through the gates.
"Na, ma, Signore, she somea last.
She getta lame back and two baby.
Ah-Dio! Maybe she missa da boat
All! Vedete Maria mia Ecco-Vedete
ecco-Ah mia moglie-eccO!'
In another instant the frail little
wife, in her Neapolitan costume, AMI
the two children, with their bags and
bundles, are all in their fathers arms,
while the officer goes Off to make his
report.
With her head on her husbands
shoulder, Maria breathes in Italian:
"Ah, my husband! I see you again,
thank Godw
To which the Americanized Luigi re-
spends:
Isl, 81, carrissima, but now talka
English. We all good Americans and
we live in Mulberry street. I gotta da
little room for my Maria an Fabio an
Tessa."
Maria marvels at Luigi's great sal
ary-45 lire until Luigi is forced to
explain:
eyes, yes; in Neapoli 1t is As lire,
but in New York 1t is only SO, not so I
nuche."
Then in quick, excited phrase he
Travis roseate pictures Of future In
which peanut stands and prosperity
walk hand In hand.
Presently the officer returns. He
lraws Luigi aside. His face Is kind,
,ut his words are terrible. 1t appears
hat the little wife does not come up to
he requirements. She is not healthy.
She has no money, and Luigi has only
hat so week. 1t is not enough to
support a family. The wife must go |
,ack to Naples. 1t is hard to make
luigi understand. Maria, hearing
lothing, plays happily with the chill
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