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Now, indeed, he was esteemed at his due worth, and his work was so also, and he was passably rich, and known as a good artist beyond the Marches; but there was a younger man over at Gubbio, the Don Giorgio who was precursor of unequaled Maestro Giorgio Andreoli, who surpassed him, and made him sleep o' nights on thorns, as envy makes all those to do who take her as their bedfellow.
It was three o'clock. "The voice of violent waves was heard. They were almost touching the surface of the sea! "'We are lost! cried Zambecarri, seizing a large bag of sand. "'Help! cried Andreoli. "The car touched the water, and the waves came up to their breasts. "'Throw out the instruments, clothes, money! "The aeronauts completely stripped themselves.
In 1822, he hung the priest Giuseppe Andreoli on the charge of Carbonarism; and his theory of justice is amusingly illustrated by the story of his sending in a bill to Sir Anthony Panizzi who had escaped to England for the expenses of hanging him in effigy.
"Ah! if we could all go back to our makers!" sighed the Gubbio plate, thinking of Giorgio Andreoli and the glad and gracious days of the Renaissance: and somehow the words touched the frolicsome souls of the dancing jars, the spinning teapots, the chairs that were playing cards; and the violin stopped its merry music with a sob, and the spinet sighed, thinking of dead hands.
It was necessary to have light to examine the state of the barometer, and thus ascertain what was our elevation above the sea level, and to take our measures in consequence. Andreoli broke five phosphoric matches, without getting a spark of fire. Nevertheless, we succeeded, after very great difficulty, by the help of the flint and steel, in lighting the lantern.
"Ah! if we could all go back to our makers!" sighed the Gubbio plate, thinking of Giorgio Andreoli and the glad and gracious days of the Renaissance: and somehow the words touched the frolicsome souls of the dancing jars, the spinning teapots, the chairs that were playing cards; and the violin stopped its merry music with a sob, and the spinnet sighed, thinking of dead hands.
"The moon had not risen; the atmosphere was plunged in horrible darkness. " I am cold, I am cold, Andreoli! What shall we do? "The unfortunate men slowly descended through a layer of white clouds. "'Hush! said Andreoli; 'do you hear " What? replied Zambecarri. "'A singular noise! "'You are mistaken! "'No! Do you see those midnight travellers, listening to that incomprehensible sound?
"Consider these travellers, in the middle of the night, listening to that unaccountable noise! Are they going to knock against a tower? Are they about to be precipitated on the roofs? "'Do you hear? One would say it was the noise of the sea. "'Impossible! "'It is the groaning of the waves! "'It is true. "'Light! light! "After five fruitless attempts, Andreoli succeeded in obtaining light.
Have they struck against a rower? Are they about to be precipitated on the roofs? Do you hear it? It is like the sound of the ocean! "'Impossible! " It is the roaring of the waves! " That is true! Light! light! "After five fruitless attempts, Andreoli obtained it. It was three o'clock. The sound of the waves was heard with violence; they almost touched the surface of the sea.
His idiot enemies already scoffed at him. To save himself and science from public ridicule, it became necessary for him to ascend. It was at Bologna! No one aided him in filling his balloon; he rose at midnight, accompanied by Andreoli and Grossetti. The balloon ascended slowly; it had been rent by the wind, and the gas escaped.
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