Americans -- Italy -- Fiction; Children of the rich -- Fiction; Love stories
She explored, in the course of her rides, many a forgotten little
mountain village topping a barren crag of the Sabines, and held by some
Roman prince in almost the same feudal tenure as a thousand years ago.
They were picturesque enough from below, these huddling grey-stone
hamlets shooting up from the solid rock; but when she had climbed the
steeply winding path and had looked within, she found them miserable
and desolate beyond belief. She was coming to see the under side of a
great deal of picturesqueness.
* * * * *
Meanwhile, though life was moving in an even groove at Villa Vivalanti,
the same could not be said of the rest of Italy. Each day brought fresh
reports of rioting throughout the southern provinces, and travellers
hurrying north reported that every town of any size was under martial
law. In spite of reassuring newspaper articles, written under the eye
of the police, it was evident that affairs were fast approaching a
crisis. There was not much anxiety felt in the immediate neighbourhood
of Rome, for the capital was too great a stronghold of the army to be
in actual danger from mobs. The affair, if anything, was regarded as a
welcome diversion from the tediousness of Lent, and the embassies and
large hotels where the foreigners congregated were animated by a not
unpleasurable air of excitement.
Conflicting opinions of every sort were current. Some shook their heads
wisely, and said that in their opinion the matter was much more serious
than appeared on the surface. They should not be surprised to see the
scenes of the French Commune enacted over again; and they intimated
further, that since it had to happen, they were very willing to be on
hand in time to see the fun.
Many expressed the belief that the trouble had nothing to do with the
price of bread; the wheat famine was merely a pretext for stirring up
the people. It was well known that the universities, the younger
generation of writers and newspaper men, even the ranks of the army,
were riddled with socialism. What more likely than that the socialists
and the church adherents had united to overthrow the government,
intending as soon as their end was accomplished to turn upon each other
and fight it out for supremacy? It was the opinion of these that the
government should have adopted the most drastic measures possible, and
was doing very foolishly in catering to the populace by putting down
the _dazio_. Still others held that the government should have
abolished the _dazio_ long before, and that the people in the south did
very well to rise and demand their rights. And so the affairs of the
unfortunate Neapolitans were the subject of conversation at every
_table d’hôte_ in Rome; and the _forestieri_ sojourning within the
walls derived a large amount of entertainment from the matter.
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