Show A my who alimo barid keith it 1 W i r oja bravo lui gi I 1 two gooi booi ii lulls beyond alarco I 1 J caolo ill beat him th ough pa olo wi us V aoh ian ir I r ele ted a band of italian boys e re at play in a birge girden or like s of the tou n of are z z one bright after noon in the tile r 0 11 14 any of our time would cef tully jiam thought them very queer fellows and would ilia 0 O t likely turned up his noa no a at their fine drem of silk and velvet their ilia long curled hair that felt don upon their shoulders quite a girlish look but in of this dandified appearance appe arane a their linins were as strong and supple tho e of a deerhound whilo I 1 ming though they all i ere several of them had already seen real bAttle sand even taken sonie part in them when they had done leaping they I 1 tools to races or throwing stones and snowballs tit a mark as if they would never tire but at last even they m ere forced to pantie for breath an then one af them called out I 1 asea how much snow there is in yonder cooki let us build a tower with ILI nay cried another let u rather icke it snow man andara him in our cloaks and ca ps 11 I 1 that ere but folly il 1 track ina third ihen we have ere a man ready made and all that we need to do Is to dress him the it speaker a tal active boy of fourteen had taken A leading part in all tile games and ad match for ilia playmates but an observant spectator would have fan at tile first glance that he had more in jilin than the mere ordinary strength and courage of a school boy for hi large forehead and deep thou fitful eves gave him a look of power alid edmist ne 8 far beyond his yeam but here is the man then asked several other voi icea at once behold hall laughed the tall boy pointing ton broken L latti ili the farthest end of tile r arden depre tooted satyro or wild men of tile N so common n old legends which Pt arting gallat v up out of a huge drift u ilia alite of snow clinging to every holof ow his lark graty surface made a ve grim floure intfeld int feed atit ilia heads broken cafall ob 1 ed paolo there be some men in good town ho might lo 10 theme without them much replied ilia other ith a rl atillo but tile head shall not longbey waltina then izing a snow in both ha ids lie 1 aced it an the nek of ilia headle lt AtIle M 11 16 tit a ret round him to eee hat their euid do I 1 k look theres the nose and hii hi i mouth too aud ilia beard u verneath ler neath 11 aid hia hi A horns and big ears branol excell entill excellent indeed 11 cried marco I 1 he eldert of tile 3 oung nobles but lies not quite enough I 1 a mtr with a hanging 4 and ugia grin so be it said the young work man and instant tile jit ce aimed a g r in so grotesquely i too ta that he a ir rang ith 0 flaughter the axy 1 11 r re iata at id 4 work anili doig so trod ulan the f oot of some ane behind him gerrity fair air said a deep voice in his cir thy izands am bo in m baling ill tt there 13 need to use feet 11 pardon boblo fir faltered abis boy he ith his daring was totne what startled to find faco to fac ill lorenzo di the greatest grea teAt man in all northern its y whose handsome features and apt n lid dress I 1 b 0 r 0 a 0 u ar nick of e n z 0 oat he yi I 1 A n ft cent nay I 1 blame thee not an sered lorenzo good but conie I 1 let us seq tile work of thine ile stepped forward and surveyed the snow image uth a look of deep an d wondering ad mi ration truly youth said ito at leneth thou hast a if h hast done so much va hile still but I 1 a ad thou wilt fill italy with aby fame when t fly beard is grown lorenzo lived to me ilia prophecy mo than fulfilled in after years ullen that boy had achieved ahi eved undying renown alike as a painter an ii ilic feet a sculptor an and ila 1 I rl filled the m his wort d th tile fa me of michael angelo |