I wonder if I can do.
I knew Salvatore first when he was a boy of fifteen with a pleasant face a laughing mouth with a carefree eyes. He used to spend the morning lying about the beach with next to nothing on and his brown body was as thin as a rail .
He was full of a grace. He was in and out of the sea all the time swimming with the clumsy,effortless,stroke common to the fisher boys.
Scrambling up the jagged rocks on his hard feet for except on Sundays he never wore shoes,he would through himself into the deep water with a cry of delight.
His father was a fisher man who owned his own little wine yard and Salvatore acted as nursemaid to his two younger brothers - Steffen and Robert. He shouted to them to come inshore when the ventured out too far and made them dress when it was time to climb the hot, vineclad hill for the frugal midday meal.
But boys in those southern parts grow apace and in a little while he was madly in love with a pretty girl who lived on the ' Grande Marina' .
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She had eyes like forest pools and held herself like the daughter
Of the Caesar's . They were affianced but they could not marry till Salvatore had done his military services and when he left the island which he had never left in his life before, to become a sailor in the Navy of king victor Emmanuel ,he wept like a child.
It was hard for one who was never been less free than the the birds to be at the beck and call of others, it was harder still to live in a battleship with strangers instead of in a little white cottage among the vines ; and when he was assured to walk in a noisy , friendless cities with streets so crowded that he was frightened to cross them, when he had been used to silent paths and the mountains, and the sea.
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The salvatore
EspiritualThis part of a story describes the failure of Salvatore in love, and his capacity to forget all that bad happenings and to put on his life...
