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Updated: June 11, 2025
The thing that astonished me was that the narrative did not make the slightest impression upon either Maria or Filomena. I asked Filomena if she did not think it was very remarkable. But she clearly had a suspicion that it was all lies, besides, what has happened in the world before her day is of as little importance to her as what goes on in another planet; finally, she abominates war.
The young woman disappeared, and presently a pair of heavy boots came clattering down the stairs, and Father Thomas felt pretty sure that the sweet Filomena herself stood before him. "Now then, what do you want?" quoth she, in a tone which did not sound as if she were delighted to see her visitor. "My daughter, I am a priest," said Father Thomas gently; "and I am come to see thee for thy good."
"Certainly, my daughter. `Whatsoever the Lord pleased, that did He in the heavens, and in the earth, and in the sea, and in all depths." And one page of the Word of God will do a great deal for a man, with the Spirit of God to bring it home to a willing ear and a loving heart. "May I pray for Aunt Filomena? I am so sorry for Uncle Dan. He is not a bad man, and she makes his home unbearable."
At eight o'clock I was in bed again, and shortly afterwards the people of the house came home for a moment. Filomena looked splendid, and was very talkative. "Lei e ingrassato," she called in through the door. It is her great pleasure that the hollows in my cheeks are gradually disappearing. She was now ascribing a special efficacy in this direction to Moccoli Eve.
Ah, yes, it must be the Santa Maria, for who else could have a voice like that, so sweet and soft, yet so heavenly clear and pure?" No one she had ever heard could sing like that. Not Luisa who sang for pennies on the street, nor Guilia, nor Edwiga, nor yet Filomena herself, who was so proud of her voice and who carolled lustily all day long. No, no, it must be the Santa Maria.
We had had a few short discussions, and I had been vanquished, apparently by her logic, but chiefly by reason of her better mastery of the language, and because I defended all sorts of things in joke. At last I said: "Have you noticed, Filomena, that when we argue it is always you who silence me?
Filomena poured it out, singing: L'acqua fa mare, Il vino fa cantare; Il sugo della gresta Fa gira' la testa. To-morrow I may go out. After Sunday, I shall leave off dining at home. On Sunday Filomena goes to Camerino.
Filomena, a brand-new saint, whose discovery at Rome, in 1802, produced there an excitement which we should suspect was very much wanted, which we recommend to all our readers as an instance of the state into which the virtues of honesty and common sense seem to have fallen in the Eternal City of humbugs.
We found, however, that at Acapulco there lay at that time a great treasure-galleon, the Santa Filomena, which the Spaniards were minded to take home by way of the Pacific islands and Africa, it being their belief that by this route there would be less chance of meeting Hawkins, or Drake, or Frobisher, or any of the great English sea-captains, of whom they were mortally afraid.
I cannot hear her having her evening fight with the boy in the passage. She likes to hit him once a day for exercise. Maria comes in. "Do you hear the cannon, sir? What do you think it is?" Maria goes out and declares the reply of the oracle in the next room. Some cannon salutes really were being fired. Maria hurries down into the street to hear about it and Filomena comes in to me.
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