Gunnison news-champion., 1910-03-11
BY
HAROLD
MAC GRATH


sonsue. ninara Because no loved u
ana Giovanni because the caol spoke
b badly and the English butler not at
ali
You have made up your niind TO go.
then. amicos" said IIlllard
"Nes. signpr
"weiL ! shall miss sou 10 whom
shall I talk the tongue . love SO well
when Giovanni is gomez with a light
ness which he did not feet unlard
had grown very fond of the old no
man IN these seven years.
"Whenever the signor goes 10 Italia
he shall find me. u needs hut word
to bring me 10 him. The sienor viii
pardon me. hut he rs like-like a SON.
Thanks. Giovanni BY the way. did
You hear woman singing IN the
street last night?"
"Nes. AT first Giovanni hesitated
"Ah. but that could not he. Giovaa-
nj; that could not be"
"No; 1t could not be. But she sang
we'll" the old servant ventured.
so thought D. ! even ran out into
the street to find out who she was but
she vanished like the lady In the con
jurer's trick. But 1t seemed TO me
that, while she sang in Italian. she her
self was not wholly Of that race"
'Buonissima," Giovanni struck a
noiseless bravo with his hands. Have
} not always said that the signor's
ears are as sharp as my own? No: the
voice was very beautiful. but II was
not truly Roman 1t was more like
they talk in Venice And vet the sound
Of the voice decided me. The bills have
always been calling to me. and I must
answer"
And the unforgetiing carabinieri?"
''Oh. ] must take my chance" with
the air of fatalist
what shall you doy"
Il have my two hands. signor. Be
sides. the signor has said it-I am
rich" Giovanni permitted smile 10
stir his thin lips. YES. must go
back. Your people have been good 10
me and have legally made me one of
them. but my heart is never here. II is
always SO cold. and every one moves
so quickly. You cannot lie down in
the sun. Your police bah. They beat
you on the feet. You remember when
! fell asleep on the steps Of the cathe-
dral? They thought I was drunk and
would have arrested me-
Everybody must keep moving here
II is the penalty of being rich"
And am lonesome for my kind. 0
have nothing IN common with these
herds Of Sicilians and Neapolitans who
pour into the streets from the
wharfs" Giovanni spoke scornfully.
Yet In wartime the Neapolitans
sheltered your pope"
Vanity, They wished to make an
impression on the rest Of the world.
N is duh here besides. There is no
joy In the shops. am lost IN these
great palaces The fiesta is lacking.
Nobody bargains; nobody sees the pro
prietor. You find your way 70 the
streets alone. The butcher says that
his meat is so and 50. and you pay
The grocer marks his tins such and
such. and you do not question. and
the baker says that. and you pay, pay.
pay, What? | need a collar: 1t is
qulndici-fifteen You say. I offer quat-
tordici ! would give interest to the
sale But. no, The collar goes back
into the box ] pay quindici or I go
Without. lt is the same everywhere-
very dril. dead. lifeless"
Hiila-d WIS moved 10 laughter lie
very well understood the old mans
lament. IN italy IL there is one thing
more than another that pleases the ma |
tive " is ~ make believe 10 himself
that he has got the better of a bar
gain. A sh-swd purchase eniivens the |
whole day. II IL talked about. laughed
ever and becomes the history of the |
day
Hiliard presently left the house and |
hailed a Fifth avenue omnibus lie
looked with negative interest at the i
advertisements. at the people in the |
streets. at his fellow travellers One Of |
these was hidden behind his morning i
paper. Personals. Hiilard squirmed n 4
little. The world never holds very /
much romance in the sober morning 1
What = stupid piece Of folly. The
tdea Of his sending that personal in 1
quiry to the paper. Tomorrow he
would zee it sandwicbed In between 1
samples Of shepgiri romance. ques-
tionable intrigues and divers search 4
warrants Ne gods. -wnl the blond 1
who smiled at gentleman in blue serge.
elevated train. Tuesday. meet same in
park, Object. matrimcny." HiIlard
6dgeted. Young man known as Ado