July 13, 2013.
My Grandfather, Luigi Montalbino, arrived in New York City on April 16, 1890. He was the only family member. However he was with other residents of Savignano. He was 13 years old and the oldest of 8 living children. His father worked for the railroad company. What was the economic and political situation in Savignano that would require him to seek an income in the USA?
In the History of Savignano I have copied the book "Are You From Savignano?" by Father Henry Lombardi. Recently I received another book titled "Are You From Savignano?" This one written by Father Enrico Lombardi. One entry links the authors as being the same person. Enrico is referred to as "my Uncle Henry". It contains many of the answers to my question. He states: First observation: the mass emigration movement started after
      the Italian peninsula became united with the Kingdom of Italy,
      under the Savoy monarchy, but this fact was not an immediate
      result of this historic event. Still it is true that, because of
      the building of the new state, there arose several situations of
      disproportion against the newly incorporated territories, and in
      particular against the populations of the Veneto in the North, and
      the central and southern lands of the peninsula. There were the
      expenses for the wars to be paid, and usually the loser pays them.
      In the first stage of the wars for independence Premier Cavour
      laid hands on the ecclesiastic holdings in Piedmont and in
      Lombardy, and the same was done with annexations by means of the
      laws of 1852, 1855, 1873, 1876, 1877.
    
The Church property was to serve government needs, so
      monasteries, abbeys, convents became government offices, schools,
      prisons, military buildings. Houses and land property were sold by
      auction to rich people and profiteers. As for the general
      assessment, small holders were given taxes with a high inequality
      between North and South, share-cropers, laborers of the North and
      South after the unification of the country only had the Garibaldi
      red shirt and the tricolor flag to enjoy.
    
And since the Italian Parliament was composed of big shots and
      landowners, there was no hope that the fiscal drag that burdened
      the small owners, and the condition of the laborers could change
      for the better.
    
A letter that several peasants of Northern Italy sent to
      Secretary of the Interior summarizes the conditions of poverty of
      the lower class.
    
<<... we grow wheat, but we don't know what white bread
      means; we grow vine but we don't drink wine... We breed cattle,
      but we don't taste meat...
    
The only heritage for us on this Italian land is a little maize,
      and that also is cut down by your unjust tax on flour...
    
It is now sixty years since these people stuff us with
      motherland, unity, liberty and similar tall stories...
    
At first we believed it and gave our share of blood in battles
      for the independence of our country, from which we expected some
      kind of material and moral blessing, but what have we gained of
      that? We got only plucked and exploited more than before. 
    
Salt, the sole seasoning of our meals, raised to an impossible
      price. All the consumer items terribly overtaxed.
    
The draft as before and worse than before. Income taxes, flour
      tax, soil tax, and so on.
    
What happened with State property and church property? Those
      could, if divided into small lots, and given to us proletarians,
      have given Treasury a double income, and changed completely the
      condition of many families of good farmers, raising them from
      extreme poverty to a class of small owners.
    
Oppressed and vexed in many ways, we go away in order to make
      enough room for you. What more do you want?
    
But the Secretary asserts that mass emigration may damage
      seriously the economy of the country. And furthermore he sais that
      he aims to prevent the cheating of profiteers...(The Italian
      Americans; Alinari 1988. page 54)>>
    
The emigrant farmer replys: Who is the nation? A few privileged
      persons, or we poor people who are more numerous than them?
    
And if there are people who take advantage of emigration, the
      State must strike those by making good laws, and not by shutting
      the only way the poor man, has to get out his poverty.
    
“We go away!” say these wretched people.
    
The State, I mean government, trys stopping the emigrant in order
      to avoid damage to the economy of the nation, which would be
      detrimental to the interests of the manufacturers and rich
      landowners.
    
The clergy try to dissuade the emigrant for quite different
      reasons: compassion for the desperate who jump out of the
      fryng-pan into the fire; and for fear that when emigrating to a
      Protestant country, he may abandon his Catholic faith, or
      religious practice because of the lack of priests speaking his own
      language.
    
But let's give a look at a paesant, at an artisan who has decided
      to leave. He jeopardizes everything: he sells his little property
      and he gives the money to a travel agent in order to pay the fare
      for himself, his wife, his children.
    
Other emigrants leave their families and give their little
      savings, or obtain a loan, in order to pay the fare.
    
Agents and subagents swarm in any built-up area: in a large city
      as well as in a small center isolated in the mountains. There's no
      lack of swindlers who pocket any down payment, and after abandon
      their victim on a dock or at the New York Battery.
    
There's a lot of transportation: steamships carrying different
      flags: Italian, French, German, Angloamerican, Spanish. They bear
      different names: a series of French departments as Provence,
      Champagne; Italian cities as Taormina, Ravenna, Citta di Palermo;
      personages as Galileo, Duilio, Cesare; Savoy series as Regina
      Margherita, Conte Rosso, Conte Verde, Conte Biancamano, Duca degli
      Abruzzi, Duca di Genova, Duca di Galliera.
    
The emigrants leave after they’ve put away tools, their hoe. Some
      houses are definitively closed, since the whole family moves away.
      Crockery, tools, utensils become gifts to relatives, friends,
      ‘compari ’. Furniture is sold for a little sum or just given away.
    
At the last hug the heart pushes against the throat. The
      emigrants and their relatives crowd the station and cram the
      train.