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Title: Our little Italian cousin
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Wade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard, 1860-1936
Subjects: Children
Publisher: Boston, L.C. Page and Co.
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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. And whenyou began to creep, he followed you about.If you got near the edge of a step, or anyother unsafe place, he would lift you by yourdress and bring you to my side. We should Tessa 17 thank the good Lord for bringing Brunoto us. The mother looked up to the picture ofJesus and made the sign of the cross on herbreast. An hour later the whole family were soundasleep on their hard beds. CHAPTER II. ROME About four oclock the next morning everyone was awake and stirring. There was muchto be done. The vegetables and fruits mustbe gathered; the donkey fed and saddled;Tessas hair must be carefully combed andarranged in two long braids, and the breakfastof hard bread and olives eaten. Tessa could not eat as much as usual to-day, she was so greatly excited. Think of it!This was to be her first trip to the great city.Her father and Beppo had told her so muchabout the wonderful sights there, and now shewas going to look at them with her own eyes. Perhaps she would see the children of the 18
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BEPPO WALKED BY HER SIDE Rome 19 artist. Beppo had told her of their blue eyesand golden hair. He called them little angels. Ah! she would like to be fair like them,she thought, as she looked in her tiny mirror.She did not dream how they would admire herown sweet dark face and soft voice. Now it was six oclock and time to start.Tessa seated herself on Pietros back with herlegs hidden by the bags of fruit. Beppowalked by her side, while her father wentahead leading Pietro by a rope. Although it was so early, everybody in thevillage seemed to be up and doing. As shepassed along, Tessa nodded good morning tothe old women knitting or braiding straw onthe door-steps. Pietro, do be careful, she cried, as thedonkey picked his way among babies tumblingover each other in the narrow street while theolder children played about them. Our little party passed the fountain where 20 Our Little Italian Cousin a group of women were doing the family wash-ing. Every one had a good word for Tessa,and wish

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