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Heroic Life and Care(er)
of Garibaldi Owner: Grace Burford
Joseph Garibaldi, the hero on whom the
future hopes of Italy are now fixed, was
born at Nice in July 1807:—his family
having resided in that port for a consid
erable period.—They principally devoted
themselves to the maritime profession, the
earliest years of young Garibaldi being spent
among sailors and fishermen.
One day he was wandering on the sea beach
stopping ocaisionally to gaze with delight
on the collecting storm which presently
Some of his companions who had gone
out in pleasure boat were overtaken
by a storm and in danger of losing their
lives, the undaunted lad seeing the
peril in which his companions dashed
were placed dashed into the foaming
waters and swam nearly a mile to
their rescue
Our view represents him just reaching
the boat, one of the lads is assisting him
into the boat and his skill in nautical
affairs enabled him to succeed in bringing
the terrified youths safe to land
The following years were spent by Garibaldi
in mercantile voyages. On one ocaision
Among a thousand others who have fell
Martyrs to their country's cause we may
mention "Jacopo Ruffini" who was confined
in the tower of Genoa.
Every means was resorted to—to subdue his
spirit.—deprived of food and
sleep he felt he was growing weaker,
and was resolved not to wait for a
dishonourable death.
Fearing he should not retain strength to
inflict self destruction on the day fixed
for his execution, he unfastened a
blade of iron from the door of his
prison,—sharpened it—and with it
cut his throat—But in
in his dying throes, he contrived to write
on with with the tip of his finger moistened
with blood, on the wall—
I leave
When the gaoler entered his cell the
following morning, he was found dead.
A host of other victims soon followed!
Charles Albert had now become one
of the family of Soverigns in the
"Holy alliance" and like the Pope, like
the King of Naples, like Francis the
fourth and like Ferdinand the seventh,
his hands too, were stained with blood
the blood of the people
There was at this time living at Nice,—
a young man,—who having seen all
this blood flow, resolved to consecrate
his life to the establishment of that
liberty for which so many martyrs
But the time arrived, when a great change
took place in our hero's carreer.
In 1832, the Sardinian Government came
on the trail of the Patriotic conspiracy,
((u)nder the guidance of Mazzini) and Garibaldi feeling himself insecure
proceeded again to the East
In 1836
Garibaldi started for South America
—At Rio Janeiro he found several of his
countrymen, exiles like himself with
their aid he purchased a small vessel
in which he carried on a coasting trade.
In the year 1837
Garibaldi joined the
Republican movement.
This little vessel was secretly equipped
for fighting—It had scarce left
the waters of Rio Janeiro ere he hoisted
the flag of the "Young Republic"
Garibaldi was now in his real
elements.—
His first feat was to capture a
Brazilian barque. His daring and success
soon augmented the number of his vessels
Believing "Monte Video" to be favourable
to the new Republic he cast anchor
before its walls. A gun boat
Vessels were
sent to dislodge him, which caused
this illusion to be terribly dissipated.
Shots were fired on both sides, and
one of them piercing Garibaldi's neck
lodged just under the ear and
streched him senseless on the deck.
The vessels were seized and the crews
He was offered his liberty on parole, which
he accepted under certain conditions, and
went to live with a Spanish family
who treated him with brotherly kindness
This pleasant change lasted only a short
time—one day he recieved information
that the authorities intended to transfer
him to a wretched prison at Bajada.
Garibaldi had by this time recovered his
strength and he considered himself free
to escape;—the authorities having
violated the compact.
He wandered about for two days without
food or shelter:—being unacquainted
with the country he was at last tracked,
The authorities took an atrocious revenge.
His hands were tied behind his back with
a rope and he was drawn up to a
beam, the whole weight of his body
resting on his arms.
In this agonising position he remained
for two hours until his gaolers
thinking him dead let him down, and
he fell a senseless heap on the floor.
A kind lady gained admittance into
the prison to attend to the sufferer's
wants, and Garibaldi says he is
indebted for his life, to the unwearied
attention of this "ministering Angel".
For a lengthened Long period one of his
arms remained useless to him, and
even at the present day he bears