The Man Farthest Down: A Record of Observation and Study in EuropeWashington, Booker T.
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The Man Farthest Down: A Record of Observation and Study in Europe
Washington, Booker T.
Poor -- Europe; Working class -- Europe
In the neighbourhood of the hotel where I stayed there was a
narrow, winding street which led by a stone staircase from the main
thoroughfare up the projecting hillside to one of those dark and
obscure alleyways for which Naples, in spite of the improvements which
have been made in recent years, is still noted. Near the foot of the
stairs there was a bakery, and not far away was the office of the
State Lottery. The little street to which I refer is chiefly inhabited
by fishermen and casual labourers, who belong to the poorest class of
the city. They are the patrons also of the lottery and the bakery, for
there is no part of Naples that is so poor that it does not support the
luxury of a lottery; and, I might add, there are few places of business
that are carried on in a filthier manner than these bakeries of the
poorer classes.
I was passing this place late in the afternoon, when I was surprised to
see a huckster--I think he was a fish vender--draw up his wagon at the
foot of this stone staircase and begin unhitching his mule. I looked
on with some curiosity, because I could not, for the life of me, make
out where he was going to put that animal after he had unhitched him.
Presently the mule, having been freed from the wagon, turned of his own
motion and began clambering up the staircase. I was so interested that
I followed.
A little way up the hill the staircase turned into a dark and dirty
alleyway, which, however, was crowded with people. Most of them were
sitting in their doorways or in the street; some were knitting, some
were cooking over little charcoal braziers which were placed out in the
street. One family had the table spread in the middle of the road and
had just sat down very contentedly to their evening meal. The street
was strewn with old bottles, dirty papers, and all manner of trash; at
the same time it was filled with sprawling babies and with chickens,
not to mention goats and other household appurtenances. The mule,
however, was evidently familiar with the situation, and made his way
along the street, without creating any surprise or disturbance, to his
own home.
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