The doctor came while
“wow go can me Driest, for i want to contess.”Don Giammaria came when the sun had already risen; and all the neighbors, when they heard the bell tinkle in the black street, went after it, to seetne viaticum going to tne Maiavogiia. aoo an went in. too : tor wnen tne ijorci is witnin tne ttoor can oe snut noon noooov: so tnat tne mourning iamnv. seeing me nouse iuii ot neooie. aarea not ween nor cry: while Don Giammaria muttered the prayers between nis teetn. ana Master onno out a caooie to the lips of the sick man. who lay pale and stiff as a candie nimsen.” He looks just like the patriarch Saint Joseph, m mat nea. witn tnat tone oeara.” said aantuzza. wno arranged an tne Domes ana, straigntenea evervtning. ior sne was aiwavs aoout wnen uur iora went anywhere” Like a raven,” said the druggist. the vicar was still there, ana at nrst ne wantea to turn nis aonKev rouna ana go nome again.wno toia vou to can tne Driestf” ne saia; “tnat is tne aoctors anair. ana I am astonished that Don Giammaria should have come witnout a cerancate. uo vou Know wnatr There is no need of the priesthe s betterthat s wnat ne is.”It is a miracle, worked by Our Lady of Sorrows.” cried La Longa; ” Our Lady has done this for us, for Our Lord has come too often to this house.”"Ah, Blessed Virgin! Ah, Holy Virgin !” exclaimed Mena, clasping her hands : ” how gracious art thou to us P And they all wept for joy, as if the sick man were quite ready to get up and be off to nis DQat again,The doctor went off growling. ” That’s always the way. If they get well it is Our Lady has saved them: it they die, it is we who have killed them.”uon Micneie is to nave tne meaai lor tnrowing tne rooeme jrawtaenza. ana tnere’s a oension attached to it” said the druggist. That s the way they spend the people s money I”Goosefoot spoke up m defence of Don Michele. saying that he had deserved the medal, and the oension. too. ior ne naa rone into ine water ud to his knees, big boots and all. to save the Malavoglia three persons. ” Do you think that a small thing three lives ?and was within a hair sbreath of losing his own life. too. so that everybody was talking of him: and on a Sunday, when he put on his new uniform, the girls couldn’t take their eyes off him, so anxious were tnev to see it ne reanv naa tne meaai or not.”