Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1922-08-12
THE APOLOGY
BY MARIE 1. coRM,so

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90 1917 0y Mcclure Newspaper $3.50
There was no sunlight i'm d..
basement room where Pictro bss
at the urgent invitation of he o
lent man who answered fo H..
Of Boss" Heavy curtains ST.
the low windows and an upe,.a.
dampness peryaded the place a. i
table between Pietro and Boss ~.
sputtering candle, wedged in.o II
neck of a fat beer bottle.
What's the matter. Pierroqr dam.
ed Boss. Don't like being n II
dark, do ye?'
Pietro shook his head with anal
sis.
"No, SlgnOr Boss" he repTed
ing for the English equivalents IA
press his contempt. AT INV bems
always sunlight, ees alwa,s rs~
Here the wind freeze the blood
live in cellar where ees no SIM
air. Ugg Ees like graye-no gos5
when l came to this coantrss
volunteered after a pause. Il hgr YAM
cart and sell banana. I make fine n
ey. Then everything is Co.'S, hgb N
money goes. Only last night >gror-
The fat man flung himself gw,
htunely into the breach.
Don't l know?" he purred "a
HewsOn raised your rem again
tro confirmed the information I'll
lily. "Sure-I thought SO. leave
guys like Hewson to bleed yog 10
last drop. Him and thar skunk
Mobray-"
''MObray!" Pietro, startled repa,
the name in shrin astoni>auem
nor AIobray is YER fine man. lie
my banana"
Boss laughed rancorouslv.
Sure he does he admitted, vi +
cynical twist of his heavy lips a
he sends flowers to the house
the woman's sick, don't he? Sure
thought so. Well, dye know whoa
your shack? Mobray :"
''Ees Signor Hewson. think.
rected Pietro, politely.
"Well, think again" advised b
shortly. "Hewson's only The a.
Mobray is the main cheese. He
dered your rent to be raised And
morrow, In the town hail. he's gqIa.
tell us how grateful use ought to ii
for living in a free country. He
to be stopped, and stopped god
Isl. Signor Boss I" agreed P
with sudden fire in his words. An
later, when Pietro stepped 0ut ia9
afternoon sunlight, there wa, s-
to under his shirt and five crisp
bills in his pocket
When he awoke in the moruia:
eyes rested on an unfamiliar %
which was hanging on the wall bad
his bed.
1t was the portrait of a man
homely, rugged features, in VII
there was note OF brooling saiH
Over the picture had leen drapel
American flag. Before if stood
straight and tall for his ten I'd
in the uniform of a boy scout At
foot of the bed sat IuSa waid
him with black eyes that spafi
with pride.
Already he is fine American
der" she exclaimed delirhtedI
their own tongue to Fietro
"Gino is a fine American Luis
pented, proudly. To-day he sei
march in a parade to the town
What do you think of that: Aq
too, some day he'll be President
PRESIDENT" Pietro routed The
bitterly. Not Glno, lie is toopa
''He was poor, too protested
roy, pointing to the sad man
Pietro smiled tolerantiy.
81 think, me-" he said, irre!'a
that soon we go back home
1.-THE old country Lai@s
bristled with scorn. "Hhat were
at home, Pietro Tagaiinjt
Here you make more money in q
than you made in the old COUNT
month. Some day maybe yoa4
a fine big fruit store
81 think we go back FletTo
ed firmly. Half an hour later u
luctant feet were propel'lns 10
the direction of the town haA
tachment of boy scouts vas 1a'
past. And at their head e.elia
straighter than all the rest 'a
his Gino, bearing the coios
Pietro's cheeks flushed WIN
ure. He wanted 10 jump anu
Bravo" so that an de "o.4
know whose boy thar was n
Then a new thought cane % '
of his enthusiasm. elmo q me'
loved his America. be'e'e' =
future IT held for him and WAS
to bear it's flag But r. pc
grown man. had reuolHca1 " ~
going TO commit murder h'''
could not stand the Bard NAss
times! Back at home mere ''
plenty of hard times Bli ln
not made of him a traitor d 1'-.
He slipped a brown manu-
pockets of his trousers l
there seemed to reach OFT aga a
his fingers. He wheeled ''-. I'd