And further, that this Signor expects a little parcel of Greek MSS., not yet arrived." Three weeks later he again wrote: "This morning I went to Mr. Mattaire, with whom I saw fifteen old Latin MSS., or fragments of MSS., belonging now to Signor Zamboni, but formerly to the Dutch Professor Graevius. He opened a negotiation, and after some months wrote thus:

But there is far more than meets the eye, and the letters contain almost beyond doubt the disguised and detailed account of how the elector was robbed of his manuscripts, and how Zamboni defrauded the fraudulent librarian Buchels. Indeed the whole history of the Graevius manuscripts seems to be one of peculation, until they came into Lord Oxford's possession.

He further said that the owner chiefly values the two volumes of learned men's Letters, the Saxon Spieghel, and the Prayerbook of Solyman the Magnificent." Three days later, 27 September 1725, the Diary further records: "Yesterday Signor Zamboni came to me, and was entertained to his own content and satisfaction.

He still carried the widow's weeds rolled into a bundle. He might have left them in the train, but the impulse to economy which he had acquired during the last ten weeks had become a habit. He would return them to Mrs. Zamboni. The money he had promised her might better be used to feed her young ones. The two pillows he would leave in the car; the hotel might endure the loss!

"She had on black veils enough to hide the lot of us." And here Hal spoke, for the first time since Tim Rafferty had silenced him. "Does anybody know where to find Mrs. Zamboni?" "She stay with my friend, Mrs. Swajka," said Rusick. "Well," said Hal, "there's something you people don't know about this situation.

"Big Jack's" part in the recent disturbance had apparently not been suspected; he and his wife, with Rovetta, Wresmak, and Klowoski, would remain as a nucleus through which the union could work upon the men. The supper-hour was at hand, and the pseudo-Mrs. Zamboni emerged and toddled down the street. As she passed into the dining-room of the boarding-house, men looked at her, but no one spoke.

"I'm going up and have a tea-party with my friend Jeff Cotton!" Hal proposed going to find Mrs. Zamboni at the place where she was staying; but Moylan interposed, objecting that the detectives would surely follow him. Even though they should all go out of the hotel at once, the one person the detective would surely stick to was the arch-rebel and trouble-maker, Joe Smith.

GIORGI RIGHETTI. BERTAO Mlle. ROSSI. FIGARO Sig. LUIGI ZAMBONI. COUNT ALMAVIVA Sig. GARCIA. BARTOLO Sig. BOTTICELLI. BASILIO Sig. The story of the writing of "The Barber of Seville" is of more than ordinary interest. Rossini had engaged to write two operas for the Roman Carnival of 1816.

We've got to keep our nerve! I'm doing my part it took nerve to get in here! In Mrs. Zamboni's clothes, and with two pillows stuffed in front of me!" He thumped the pillows, and there was a burst of laughter. Many in the crowd knew Mrs. Zamboni it was what comedians call a "local gag." The laughter spread, and became a gale of merriment. Men began to cheer: "Hurrah for Joe! You're the girl!

There's some widows that came to Pedro for the funerals, and they're wearin' veils that hide their faces. I might pretend to be one of them and get into the camp." The men looked at one another. There was an idea! The scowl which had stayed upon the face of Tim Rafferty ever since his quarrel with Moylan, gave place suddenly to a broad grin. "I seen Mrs. Zamboni on the street," said he.