Frederick And Geraldine (Part 7)

M Marieta Maglas Marieta Maglas
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Chiara, Arturo's wife, approached them together with Lucca and Francesca, the other Italian pair Saying, ''Is Quare's invention real? I think it is a myth.'' '' His barometer measures the pressure of the air.'' Chiara wore a red big gown, with lace trimming the low, A green velvet mantel, which was lined with some ermine, Square neckline and sleeves, which were gathered at the elbow. She spoke well Italian, Spanish, and German. Italians wanted to disembark at Syracuse. Bella and Miguel traveled to Barcelona home. To find a new home, Naimah and his son had an excuse. Out of their Turkey's limit, through the storms, they would roam. Tia, Athan, Megan, and Karsten would disembark At Selanik, an Ottoman province, where Ahmed The Third was reigning while his war was a fire in the dark. They were Greeks being born during the reign of Mehmed. Marco and Rosa, Cruz and Pedra, Pedro and Carla Were Portuguese pairs coming home from America. They had bought from the Pueblo Indians some ollas. They gave one to the Russian pair, Ivan, and Erica. Ivan said, ''Tell me something about these Indians.'' Carla said, ''Their belief means dualism; they eat corn. Some of them became Catholic due to the Spanish civilians. They think they emerged from the underwater space to be born.'' Carla wore a black cap, having a veil, and a green gown Patterned with acorns and flowers, and her sleeves were caught With jeweled clasps on the lace at the elbow; her eyes were brown. ''The water is fresh in the ollas; I like their color a lot.'' She asked Ivan'' Now, where do you go? '' ‘'We left the war.'' ''Ahmed and Peter the First! '' replied Cruz, '' tell me something, How could you reach Constantinople after coming from a far '' Zone? ''''I do trade with them, but this war destroyed everything.'' ''Did you lose everything you had? '' Marco asked Ivan. ''To make business in Turkey, I sold all my Russian goods.'' Erica tried this conversation to enliven, ''In Portugal, we'll search for a job in cities and hoods.'' Marco wore a banyan with a patterned lining; his cuffs Were embroidered in gold; his justacorps and stockings Over his breeches were red like Rosa's shoes and muffs. All of them wore periwigs and talked a lot while walking. (to be continued) Poem by Marieta Maglas

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