Tales of Italy [antikvár]

THE STRIKE The tram-car employees in Naples were on strike: a string of empty cars stxetched the entire length of the Riviera di Chiaia and a crowd of conductors and drivers, jolly, voluble Neapolitans, as volatile as quick-silver, had gathered on Piazza della Vittoria. Above their heads over the park fence sparkled a fountain jet like the slender blade of a sword, around them pressed a large, hostile crowd of people who had to travel on business to ail parts of the huge city and all these shop assistants, artisans, tradesmen and seamstresses loudly reproached the strikers. Harsh words and biting jibes were exchanged and there was much gesticulating, for the Neapolitans