Chapter 13 hero who murdered the tsar

hero who murdered the tsar The day has finally arrived. Since the 19th, I have not been able to spare a little time to write a line in the diary.I'm so busy! These days I find that boys are very useful whenever there is a big family event.Adults will be very polite and kindly ask them to help with things. "Gannino, you come here!", "Gannino, you go up there!", "Gannino, please come upstairs!", "Gannino, please come down!" A ball of thread, that person wants a bundle of silk; someone wants a piece of cloth, someone wants me to go to the post office to get the letter, and someone wants me to send a telegram, which makes me go around.

Anyway, at night I was terribly tired.However, for my sister's future, I am willing. The day has finally arrived!There is a wedding going on today.In the evening, I will set off fireworks to show that boys also understand feelings and know how to thank them for giving me gifts. Aunt Bettina also came to the wedding, so she was reconciled with everyone.Luisa expected Aunt Bettina to give herself a diamond ring left by her grandmother as a gift, but what she got instead was a blue and yellow wool blanket that Aunt Bettina knitted herself. Louisa was very upset, and I heard her say to Virginia: "This vengeful old woman wants to get back at us because of that ball..."

However, my sister still received many gifts from relatives and friends. I don't need to mention how many sweets are put on the table!There are simply too many things to see!But the tastiest of them all are the crepes with cream. * * * Everyone is ready, and we will go to the city hall in a while.But Aunt Bettina suddenly decided not to go to the city hall, but to go home by the train that was half an hour away. No one could understand why she made such a sudden decision, because everyone took special care not to offend her.Mother asked her to be frank about who had neglected her, but she said through gritted teeth:

"I'm going because I'm superfluous here. Tell Louisa to give me back the blanket if she respects me." She left after speaking. Fortunately, I am the only one who knows the reason for Aunt Bettina's sudden departure, but I will not tell, otherwise it will disappoint my sister. Just an hour ago, I said to Aunt Bettina: "My dear aunt, may I give you a suggestion? It would be best if you take away the woolen blanket that was given to Sister Louisa and replace it with the blanket that my sister always hangs on The diamond ring she wanted, so she'd be more presentable, and my sister wouldn't call you a nasty old crone any more."

It should be admitted that my aunt did a very beautiful job this time.She probably knew she was doing something wrong, so she took my advice and hurried home to get the diamond ring.In this way, Sister Louisa will be very happy too!To know that this is my credit. What else can such a good brother say! * * * My diary, I'm so desperate!When I was shut up in my little room, I felt it would be better if I could only pour out my sorrows to you. Dad locked me here, scolded me, and kicked me a few times.He kicked so hard that my butt was so sore that I had to sit with half of it and have to switch to the other half after five minutes...that's how grown-ups teach boys!

I can't figure it out, is this my fault?If Coralto had stayed with my sister Luisa until the evening, as he had planned, instead of leaving by the train at six o'clock, perhaps I would not have been beaten. What on earth have I done?But it was a joke, a common joke.If Coralto was more courageous and everyone didn't follow suit and make a lot of noise, then it would be all right! What a farce! Since they were leaving early and there were no fireworks for the night, I figured I'd order at least one to celebrate their wedding.I picked one of the smallest spinning firecrackers and put it in my pocket for the proper time.

When the bride and groom came out of the town hall, I followed them.They were so excited at the time that I didn't even notice when I followed them.At that time, not knowing what I was thinking, I stuck the firecracker into the buttonhole on the back of Coralto's coat, struck a match and set it alight. It is impossible for me to describe the scene at that time again... let's reproduce the scene with paint!This paint was a gift from Coralto to me.Because he was kind to me, I was very grateful to him, so I spent the silver coin given to me by his wife, that is, my sister, to buy fireworks...

What a farce!Corralto cried out in terror as the cannonballs spun up the buttonholes on the back of his coat.He didn't know what was going on; Louisa almost fainted; everyone at the wedding was terrified... I had a blast!All of a sudden, in the confusion, Dad grabbed me by the ear and sent me back to my little room, cursing and hitting me. In this chaotic moment, I felt like a hero who murdered the Tsar. However, I had no intention of harming Coralto's life at all, I just wanted to play a common joke with him and express my joy.Really, I meant no malice, and if those present had been braver, it would have ended with a good laugh.

Unfortunately, the child's good wishes are never acknowledged.I am an example!I'm locked up here, an innocent victim of your lord's exaggeration.I was fined with water and bread while they ate and drank downstairs and ate up all the sweets! * * * All day! I heard the sound of the carriage as it drove away the bride and groom.Then Caterina's voice was heard singing again, and while she was arranging the dishes, she sang "The High Road," the only song she knew: on that beach, looking far away... All the people are happy, everyone is eating, but I am punished here, only water and bread.To celebrate my sister's wedding, my emotions were too emotional and it ended up like this!

The worst is at night when I have no candles and no matches.I tremble with fear at the thought of being here alone.Now I feel poor Siervo Bellico ① 【①Servo Bellico: Italian patriot imprisoned by Austria. ] and the situation of those who were persecuted... quiet!I heard movement at the door, someone was outside the door... * * * When I heard the door open, I hid under the bed because I was afraid that my father would hit me again.In the end, it was not my father who came, but my dear sister Ada. I crawled out from under the bed and hugged her excitedly, but she immediately said to me: "Don't make a sound, Dad will be back after going out for a while, if he knows that I'm here, it will be broken!... Take it!"

She handed me a sandwich and a bag of candy. I always say that Sister Ada is the best of the sisters, because she takes pity on the boys and doesn't give them troublesome lectures. She also brought me candles, matches, and a book by Sargalli called The Black Pirate.Not bad... At least I can read books to forget my wrongs! October 25