Word: guido
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Guido Murray Fabbricotti (Commendatore della Corona d'Ttalia, Centauro of the Carrara Fascist Patrol, ex-British citizen) is today's reigning marble tycoon. To his sister is married his first cousin, Carlo Andrea Fabbricotti, ex-officer of the Italian Navy, ex-officer of the Italian Army, ex-Italian Ambassador to the Romanov court of St. Petersburg. These two men, kinsmen and rivals, carry on the 500-year Fabbricotti tradition...
...have been synonymous in the hills of Italy's Tuscany. Synonymous, too, have been Carrara and Fabbricotti. For of all the families who have hacked and hewed in the quarries of Carrara, the family of the Fabbricotti is oldest and greatest. When the two chiefs of the Fabbricotti-Guido Murray and Carlo Andrea-ride on horseback to their deep pits in the hills, they may reflect that their ancestors have ridden in just such a way, to the same pits, for some 500 years. It was in the 15th century that the head of the Fabbricotti line appeared before...
Last week, as every week, Quarryman Guido Murray Fabbricotti, 63, dignified, solemn, rose at 4:30, went ahorseback to his quarries. The early hour results from two factors. The quarries are quick to heat, and work is hard after the 10 a. m. sun begins to burn. And Quarryman Guido Murray Fabbricotti is not wholly Latin. His indolent Italian temperament is pricked into action by the Scottish blood of his mother. Guide's father, Bernardo Fabbricotti, 64 years ago, married Helen Murray, a Scotch noblewoman of sorts. Son Guido inherited the quarries of his father and the early rising...
...butcher and other such traditional creatures. But out of his acquaintance with real monks Mr. Shuster has wrought an atmosphere of which the charm is quite beyond cavil, even the well-nigh inescabable air of proselyting being warded off by quiet irony and bathos. Brother Alphonse and Brother Guido quarrel in the garden; a dream reconciles them. They argue of a prehistoric monster; the Father Superior sends them to the circus, which they miss through absentmindedness, forgetting their monster with their destination. Not by grace but by slices of red beef does Brother Exuper tame the fearsome mastiff. The monument...
...daughter of mine," yowled aged Violante Companarini at the Court as the child wife of Count Guido Frances-chini wept her woe on the far side of the New Jersey palace of justice. Perhaps she is right. Poor Pompilia may not be her child. At least she is the count's wife. But what was she doing with the youthful priest Caponsacchi on the evening of the twenty-fifth of July...