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...young field hand named Salvatore Funari would pass by her family farmhouse in the sun-baked Sicilian town of Scordia. At first he only glanced up at her window, and then, whistling gaily, went on. But soon he began to wave, and one morning he boldly cried "Buon giorno!" In time Nina found the courage to say "Buon giorno" too, and occasionally she and Salvatore would even hold a brief conversation. After two years of this, Nina began wearing her long hair tied severely back in the manner of the married women of the town. She and Salvatore, she decided...
...Plunging wholeheartedly into the timeless rituals of Lombard courtship, Francesco promenaded beneath her window, cultivated her friends and relatives, encountered her "by chance" when she went strolling. Angela played her part by being good, like a signorina should. When they met, she would say politely, "Buon-giorno, Signor Ghizzoni" and coolly ignore his urgings to "call me Francesco." He asked for a date, and Angela refused. He sent her gifts. Angela returned them...
...senatorial look into his budget last week, Mattei was still cock of the walk, but minus a few tail feathers. Critics have often suggested a concealed ownership of the heavily subsidized Milan daily // Giorno (circ. 150,000), which has consistently backed Mattei's causes and opposed his detractors, followed a left-of-center line, and often been hostile to actions of Premier Antonio Segni's regime. The government consistently denied that taxpayers' money was backing // Giorno, Last week Mario Ferrari-Aggradi, head of the government ministry that controls state properties, stunned Senators by candidly acknowledging that...
...occasional short visits to Italy, where her former subjects searched for adjectives to describe the tall (5 ft. 11 in.) doe-eyed beauty who speaks five languages, rides, sings, plays the guitar, walks regally erect and smiles like a queen. "A charming princess," raved the weekly Séttimo Giorno. "One of the loveliest girls of royal blood," mooned Rome's Il Messaggero. "Last summer at the pool at Gstaad, everyone agreed she had the most beautiful royal legs in Europe." Gushed a reporter: "With those eyes and that long chestnut hair, when you call 'Ella...
...that he had received "un soldo" for his pains, then resigned his post. The College of Cardinals banned him from the Vatican. As the storm of censure mounted, the greatest cry was appropriately against the money-hungry doctor rather than the story-hungry press. Milan's daily Il Giorno (circ. 150,000), coming to the astonished realization that the Pope's chief physician was not a tried clinician, asked what was, perhaps, the most startling question raised by the whole furor: "How could Pius XII entrust his health for so many years to a quack...