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The place given Giusippe, however, did not prove to be the one his uncle had secured for him after all; for during the journey from New York Uncle Tom Curtis had had an opportunity to study the young Italian, and the result of this better acquaintance turned out to be exactly what Uncle Bob Cabot had predicted; Uncle Tom became tremendously interested in the Venetian, and before they arrived at Pittsburgh had decided to put him in quite a different part of the works from that which he had at first intended.

Some of this is white, but much of it is of deep red or blue with the pattern engraved on it in white. Such glass is made in two layers, the outer one being cut away so to leave the design upon the surface underneath." "Wasn't it the Bohemians who invented cut glass?" Giusippe asked. "No. Sometimes people say so, but this is not true.

What a joy it is. Surely four or five years must have passed since first you came to paint in Venice." "Fully that, my little Giusippe. It is five years this June. You have a good memory." "How could I forget you, señorita; and the pictures, and your kindness! But I have left Venice, you see. Yes. Even now I am on my way to America." "To America? Oh, Giusippe, Giusippe!

Then I shall go and perhaps become rich. Who knows, señor!" Giusippe broke into a ringing laugh. Mr. Cabot made no reply. He was thinking. Fearing that he had offended, Giusippe changed the subject. "But I weary you with my affairs, señor. Pardon. Shall we go on to St. Mark's?" It was but a few steps across the piazza, and they were soon inside the church. Then for the first time Mr. Cabot spoke.

But many as were the wonderful sights in France, the continent had soon to be left behind, and almost before the travelers realized it the Channel had been crossed and they stood upon English soil. As Uncle Bob's time was limited they went direct to London, and when once there one of the first things that Giusippe wished to see were the mosaics in St.

"The thickness of the glass is gauged by the strips of iron on which the roller moves," explained Giusippe to Jean. "These can be adjusted to any thickness. Notice how rapidly the men have to work. The glass must be finished while it is hot, or there will be flaws in it. It is a rushing job, I can tell you." "But but you don't call this stuff plate glass, do you?" inquired the girl in dismay.

Glass is made from ingredients which are mixed together, boiled, baked, and set away to cool. Isn't that about it, Giusippe?" Giusippe nodded. "I think the best remedy we can administer to this young lady, as well as the most fitting penance for our own discourtesy to her, is to escort her through a glass factory and let her, with her own eyes, behold the process. What do you say, Giusippe?"

So popular did Venetian glass of every variety become that a foreign prince created a great sensation by appearing in Paris with curls of finely spun black glass." Jean and Uncle Bob laughed merrily. "I think myself he was silly," Giusippe declared, echoing their amusement.

"Giusippe," echoed Hannah, "Giusippe Cicone. There! Giusippe Cicone. I got it better that time. Giusippe Cicone. Now I have it! Well, Master Giusippe Cicone, it was very good of you to save this little lady from a ducking in your canal which, if I may be permitted to say so, is not as clean as it might be. We are very much obliged to you, and here is some money to pay you for being so quick."

In the meantime Giusippe had wandered off to the distant side of the studio and now stood before a large glass panel calling excitedly: "Is this the window you are making, señor? How beautiful! The violet light behind the woman's head, and that yellow glow on her hair it is wonderful! And her white drapery against the background of green!" Mr.