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in palermo
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At the hotels the travelers are awakened and
exhorted to rise. " There’s a feast in Palermo to-night,
O signori! "
The travelers ask for whom. " For one of the
socialists, whom the government has set at liberty.
He is coming this morning on the steamboat from
Naples."—" What sort of a man is he?"—"His
name is Bosco, and the people love him."
Such busy-making everywhere in the night for the
sake of the expected one. One of the goatherds on
Monte Pellegrino is making small bouquets of daisies
which his goats are to carry in their collar. And he
has one hundred goats, and all have collars. . . . But
it must be done. His goats could not enter Palermo
the next morning without being decorated in honor
of the day.
The seamstresses have had to sit at their Work
until midnight in order to finish all the new gowns
to be worn that morning. And when a little
seamstress has finished working for others, she has to
begin to think of herself. She puts a couple of
plumes in her hat, and raises the knot of ribbon
* about a foot. To-day she must look pretty.
Long rows of houses begin to be illuminated.
Here and there a rocket ascends. Bombs hiss and
explode at every street corner.
The florists along the Via Vittorio Emanuele have
their stores emptied again and again. There is a
constant demand for more of the white
orange-blossoms. All Palermo is filled with their
delicious perfume.
The porter in Bosco’s house has not a moment’s
rest. Magnificent cakes and pyramidal bouquets
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