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Sayfa 1110 / 1118
Yazar: Alessandro Manzoni
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About half a mile above Lecco, and nearly on the borders of the
other territory, called Castello, is Canterelli. This was a spot
where two roads cross. Near the point of junction there is a
small eminence, an artificial hill, surmounted by a cross. This
was a heap of bodies, dead of this epidemic. It is true,
tradition simply says, _the dead of the epidemic_; but it must
have been this one, as it was the last, and most severe within
the memory of man: and we know that tradition says very little of
itself, unless we render it some assistance.
On their return, no other inconvenience was felt, than the weight
of the money which Renzo had to sustain. However, he did not look
upon this as one of the greatest hardships he had had to
encounter. There was, however, one matter which perplexed him not
a little. How should he employ it? Should it be in agriculture?
Should it be in business? Or why choose at all? Were not both in
turn, like one's legs, better than either singly?
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