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i "Come, Ligozzi," said Francisco, ‘‘thou and I will play at being solâ€" diers, and see how we can overcome Visconti‘s men. ‘Tis a game thou He drew his dagger as he spoke, and stepped back with Ligozzi into the hut. The dsor was closed. Francisco glanced round. By the table stood Conrad, showing even at that moment the silver and ivory chessmen, which he slipped out of doublet one at a time, and passed them before Vittore‘s now wanderâ€" ing, now fascinated gaze. Ligozzi and Tomaso stood beside gzeir leader, one on either hand. . â€"smaso‘s face was white; the Visâ€" onti‘s scear showed plainly; his greast throbbed with excitement. %igozzi’s gaze was riveted upon rancisco. A sudden babble of voices outside told the soldiers were in the open. A voice cried : "Halt!" It was done in silence and with expedition. The soldiers‘ voices were now plain, and the jangle of their arms. ‘‘Am I to run thee through?‘ he said ; "these horses mean more to me than thy life, or my own. Whero shall we ride? Into the water? No, 50 back into the hut.‘‘ He turned o Ligozzi. ‘"Aid me tether these beasts where they may be unnoticâ€" ed. These men perchance are only riding through." Scott‘s Emulsion â€"P= Francisco turned on him threateningly. Escape with horses any other way there was none, though Conrad madly urged they should mount and fly. The others, grouped closs by, ready to mount, stopped paralyzed â€"yes, Francisco‘s ears had caught the sound aright, the tramp of horsemen, and coming upon them from the road. _‘‘Horses! _ And coming hither ‘‘ he said. "Soldiers!" A mocking answer rose to C=nâ€" rad‘s lips, but it was never spoken. With a gesture, Francisco mot oned him to silence. He turned and listened. ‘"‘Because I love the roan?‘‘ askâ€" ed the other with a laugh. CFipasemes °T inmier msOae n er e n ‘Because I say so,’? returned Francisco. "‘Thou wilt ride»fie”gfa‘,‘c‘l,t,” said Fz-lzhz‘xcisco coldly. "A roan !"‘ he cried gaily, "I ever loved a roan charger. I will have this one, Francisco.‘" He spoke airily, as if ten minutes since Franâ€" cisco had not lashed him with his tongue, and threatened him even with death, should his foolhard:â€" ness endangeor them again. s By the horses stood Conrad Sigâ€" Ismund, bringing them one by one under review, in the scanty gleam of light afforded by the lantern, and that fiickered upon them through the space that answered for a window. A full copy of Mre. Smith‘s lotter and many others of a similarnature, together th some of our veluatle literature reâ€" g children, wili be sent upon roâ€" §f your address, montroning this probably saved this child‘s life. Four doctors had been tried. Scort‘s Emvrirsion seemed to be just the thing needed, and it is just the thing needed by thousands of other children. It‘s so easily digested, so pure and _ i harmless, yet most powerful in building up the most deliâ€" cate child or adult. But be sure to get Scort‘s Extur.stox, there are so many worthless and harmful imitations. â€" _ ~ "After taking three bottles of your wonderful medicine, our baby was entirely well and needed no more medicine. At sixâ€" teen months of age she weighed thirty pounds. Shehadcriedeight months, night and day, and nothing did her good until we tried Scott‘s Emulsion."â€"MRS. E. C. SMITH, Villa Rica, ;‘f‘fifi:fl mfi+fi#fii+fi+fi+£fjfi+§+fi¢fi+fi+fi PEVFUOHS +H+0+U+0 & C 00 en W o RnRer n BC Mo pal ocm matarmmeptenmenrorantBaatnsanarson oimd wenromstotron tmz aliat . *L# it CC t $ 0 NOEA N4N 40404 +O+O+C + +t +G+H CHAPTER IX.â€"(Cont‘d.) But ere this Francisco had put 3y the horses stood Conrad Sig-,out the light. They stood in gund: bringzineg them ane hw analdarkness. ALI, DRUGGIST The Price of Dishonor ; Or, The Lord of Verona‘s Disappointment BOWNE T3 oronto A sea of flowers neath him, while formal part of the : ed with white terrad eypressâ€"frees, rose c sapphire sky. Toâ€"tk Something eye, and he curtain of q as ever, the castle frowned over its beautiful gardens, and, only by the companies of horse that spurred out of its side gates to fortify still more strongly the nine cities once held by Della Scals and now the Visconti‘s, only by this could it be told how much the news meant to the man within. Giannotto, walking softly through the corridors, paused and looked out into the garden. Fomething had causht his keen Della Scala alive! The news flew like fire round Milan, rousing even the indifferent to some interest. The rumors then were true? Della Scala was alive! In the marketâ€"place, in the streets, in the houses it was discussed â€" the name of Della Scala was on every lip, spoken. Silent, sombre ‘‘Mastino della Scalal!" they cried, ‘Mastino della Scala!‘"‘ and dropping the lights they fled in terror. ‘"Come and fetch thy captain !"‘ cried Francisco. But at the voice, at the look of his wild face as he advanced, they dropped their torchâ€" es and scrambled back across the threshold panicâ€"struck. _ _In a moment more, the soldiers without, nonplussed, but only for an instant, by their captain‘s disâ€" appearance, broke in the door. They could searcoe believe their senses. Da Salluzzo lay dead upon the floor, and over him there towâ€" ered a tall figure. They saw naught elss. These men had fought with Alberic at the sacking of Verona; they knew that form, they had seen that face before. By their torches‘ smoky glare it seemed unearthly, and the eyes to flame, the form to fill the hut. In vain he struggled; he was a powerful man, but he who held him was more powerful. In vain he tried to cry aloud to those withâ€" out ; his voice was gripped within his throat. Slowly but irresistibly he was forced back against the furâ€" ther wall, with a strength he thought could not be man‘s. He was trapped indeed! Hal{â€" strangled,â€" he ground his teeth at his folly more than his plight, and struggled to get his dagger, but his hands were caught. But Francisco was swift. The door was shut. before the soldier heard, and Francisco set once y his giant frame against it. instant, by the breathin men_nsaâ€"himn dasâ€" Ssn he had been trapped. HC to escape, he was about to cal@@ a hand of iron closed round his throat. In the dim light the place seemed full of threatening forms. ‘‘Who harbors here?" he said, and stepped across the threshold. "Bring thy torch here, Gilliamo." But it scarce had fallen before Francisco, so swiftly no one could forsee his intention, stepped aside and let the door fly open, as if the blow had forced it. On the thresâ€" hold stood Alberic da Salluzzo, reâ€" splendent in jewelled armor and waving plumes. In the smokin torchlight, badly held, it seemeg as if the place he looked into were empty. _ ‘‘Who is within here?‘ cried a harsh voice. ‘"Open!‘‘ and there came another blow. Alberic flung himself from the saddle. They could. hear that. Torchlight suddenly flared across the opening, high up in the wall, and more faintly through the broâ€" ken roof. â€"There was a sudden blow upon the door EFrancisco‘s gia.ntv frame was ba;iricading. There was a lull cutside. The soldiers had dismounted, but the captain kept his seat. The horses champed, threw up their heads, and cIlJanked their trappings ; but as he talked with the men told off to hold them Alberic‘s swaggering tones were plainly audible. Buddenly a shout arose. ‘They have found the horses,"‘ said Francisco. & Ligozzi nodded. They held their daggers ready. No one stirred. Count Conrad thrust his chessmen back into his doublet. He regretâ€" ted Francisco had dragged him so furiously away before he had time to find Lady Valentine‘s dagger with the emerald. It could have been of service now. "I know that voice,"‘ said Franâ€"[ cisco at Ligozzi‘s ear; "‘Alberic da. Salluzzo. _ When last I heard it ‘twas in Verona, at the burning of, the palace. Dost romember ?" | CHAPTER X W terraces 1. wbiddea by the a V ond a more inds, crownâ€" and set with r againgt the spread be lay Isotâ€" "My mediation ! Pavia asked it, as thou say‘st, and so did Bergaâ€" mo; yet do the twain who then apâ€" pealed to me reign in either city now 1 The Bolognese are foolish," said the Visconti. Giannotto shrugged his shoulâ€" ders. _ ‘"That need not trouble thee, my lord. Bologna is a wealâ€" thy town. Thy lordship will think of it ?" The secretary‘s <yes were on the ground. Gian Galeazzo slipped his bracelet into his doublet asd rose. "Ay, I wilâ€"think of it, ho caid, Sbutâ€"for the mnmenyhere are more precious things £0 . do even Visconti looked up quickly, and put out of sight the bracelet with a snap of anger. ‘«‘Why do the Bolognese trouble me?"‘ he said fiercely. ‘‘They only follow the example of the Pavians, my lord," returnâ€" ed the secretary smoothly. ‘‘They would have thy mediation between the rival factions in their state." ‘‘A messenger from the Bologna embassy, my lord,""‘ he said, closâ€" ing the door behind him, "has enâ€" treated me to ask thy attention to them." Giannotto, entering softly, noticâ€" ed in his kand a bracelet, fashioned as a snake, emerald green, of strikâ€" ing workmanship. The walls were panelled in dark wood, but, apart from the stiff chairs, the sole furniture of the apartment was a long low chest, set open, and showing silver gobâ€" lets and curious bottles and glasses twisted into strange shapes, and colored. At the farther end were two doors close together, and beâ€" tween them sat Visconti, huddled up against the wall, gazing at the floor with strained, wideâ€"open eyes. no love for the sufilight,igflâ€"d"e;gx; the narrow windows were obscurâ€" ed and shrouded in dark purple. He paused outside Visconti‘s door,__ and the secretary smoothed The chamber was dark, although it was full noonday. Visconti had was in a better hu« | mo ster ; that Mastino della ild live to vex Visâ€" conti, that he should have snatchâ€" ed von Schulembourg, one of his dearest victims, back from underâ€" neath his very hand, pleased Gianâ€" notto, as did anything that annoyâ€" ed Visconti, save when his master‘s rage was such that his secretary felt its working. The Duke he knew to be alone. The brief audiâ€" ence he accorded was long over. Visconti had no friends; they, who must, sought him in the morning in the audienceâ€"room. For the rest, like the others of his tainted race,. he lived alonse. f a smile from his face, and, tapplng slightly, entered with a silent, cringing movement. ‘She must have bribed high,"" he thought. ‘"High indeed. Why should she visit the prison of Isotta d‘Este ‘"‘ He followed her figure across the garden with curious suspicious thoughts. }ta, d‘ Este‘s prisoa, the wostern | tower, a massive building of huge strength, encircled three sides with a moat, and guarded by soldiers. Giannotto‘s eyes glanced from the silver banner that hung above, lifeâ€" less in the summer air, to the soldiâ€" ers at their posts below. There was an entrance to the tower near to the palace guarded, but little used, hallâ€"Lidden by myrtle that had filled up the dried moat and climbed up the wall ; and,. as Giannotto still watched, the figâ€" ure he had seen enter there, hoodâ€"‘ ed and cloaked, passed out again hurriedly, sped between the senâ€" tries, who studiously took no heed, and was soon lost to sight along the winding paths. The movement was quick, the figure gone almost as soon as noâ€" ticed; a casual observer would have taken little heed, but Gianâ€" notto‘s eyes were trained, and he knew the figure for whose it wes: Valentine Visconti. PSYCHINE is indeed a Health giver, and the Greatest of Tonics, containing exceptionally Lifeâ€"Giv. ing properties. Send for a Free Trial and mention this advertiseâ€" ment. PSYCHINE is sold by all druggists and stores. 50c and §1. "It Saved My _ Life !" ‘‘I owe my life to PSYCHINE, what better testimony coul l I posâ€" sibly give," says Mrs. Wm. 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FIRE 50,000 SHKOTS 4A MINUTE ONnE oF CANADA‘Ss GREATEST 4C â€"â€"â€" wmaxpgs O( The Duke returned no answer. In truth he heard not what was said, but leant back in his chair and fell to thinking. The secretary, looking at his brooding face, shudâ€" dered a little at what his master‘s thoughts might be. He wondered also as to that green bracelet that Visconti bhad concealed. He seated himself on the low table as he spoke, his watchful eyes on Visconti, and drew some papers from the flat bag at his side. ‘"‘Carrar also, the Duke of Paâ€" dua, is too necessary to the Estes. They cannot stand without him. Will he, thinkest thou, ever be won aover to side with Mastino! No, Giannotto, I do not fear him. Let Della Scala live robbed of all,â€"and with Count Conrad as an ally!" ‘Shall we then dismiss him, my lord t‘ ventured Giannotto smoothâ€" ly; "he who is not worth fearing is not worth considering.‘‘ But Visconti, blinded and absorbâ€" ed by hatred, continued unheedâ€" ingly : Giannotto was silent. He could not imagine Mastino della Scala a beggar at any prince‘s court. â€" "He cannot dc anything, CGanâ€" notto,"‘ he said. ‘"He cannot rouse the Estesâ€"against me! No; when Della Scala ruled nine cities, and his revenue was equalled only by the kings of Francoâ€"I stripped him, I routed him. And now |"‘ he smiled and his eyes widened, "he is a beggar. Perhaps it is not so ill that he lives to know it. It is a better revenge than any I could have devised, Della Scala a begâ€" gar, a hangeron at his kinsman‘s court, deafening his ears with unâ€" welcome prayoers, sinking into conâ€" tempt befors the people who once owned him Tord !‘‘ | With rapid steps he returned to his seat, flung himself into it, clutching the arms with viceâ€"like grip. ‘They shall yet hang for it,""‘ said Visconti. ‘Ay, my lord. They are valuâ€" ablo. It is enough that Alberic da Salluzzo has been lost to usâ€"â€"‘"‘ ‘And those menâ€"who let them escape them? Do they still live?" "He had two good hours‘ start," returned Giannotto, ‘"and the road to Ferx_-ar.a offers many chances." ‘‘Thinkest thou Della Scala will outwit me?" he said. eagerly. ‘"Thinkest thou that if he do reach Ferrara he will rouse the Estes to action t‘ Giannotto waited. The Duke paced to ard fro a moment, then broke into the subject next his heart. than using the Bolognese against themselves." (To be continued.) i loveâ€" ed beâ€" I have their intelliâ€" Interesting Gossip_ About Some Prominent People. > The King‘s lucky number is nine. Both his parents were bor in 1819, he was born on a 9th, hi],:‘ | marriage took place in the year "63, which numbers added the one to the other make nine; his reign | commenced in 1901, he was to have {been crowned on the 27th, which ‘figures added together make nine, ‘and he was actually crowned on }the 9th of August. f The German Emperor is getting more afraid of microbes than ever, and he will not even touch the ‘"This cannot be obtained when the butter is printed direct from the churn, as one cannot print it unles~ it is in decent shape to handle Then one cannot turn out as nice a sharpâ€"edged prirt, nor will it wrap so easily as it will afâ€" ter being let stand in boxes to harden. Of course, with the 24â€" pound printers having the butter upon expanding trays, it can be set away to harden, but at the same time the butter is exposed to the conditions of the air in the refrigâ€" erator whether good or bad.‘"‘ of odd shaped pieces left to sell either as bulk butter or to repack, which cannot be done satisfactorily when it is hard. Another thing in favor of the box print is that after the butter has * become haraened ’one can obtain a much nicer lookâ€" ing prictâ€"one that has sharp edges and is true on all sides, perfect in its shape. This kind of a print can. be wrapped a great deal better, easier and nicer, and makes a neatâ€" er appearing package to present to the consumer, which goes a long way on building up and retaining a reputation for the creamery goods. In shipping prints locally or to eastern markets, it adds conâ€" siderably to the price of the butâ€" ter if upon opering up a box the] dealer and purchaser both see a nice, even lot of prints, all of them folded with creamâ€"cut and sharp points, all lying the same way eiâ€" ther on ends or flatways. The same applies to tub butter ; the appearâ€" ance goes a good way with a proâ€"l spective buyer. _ _ L I C m iesns o 100 Cal 2 0 B donan ‘Packing the butter in the boxes is the same as packing into tubs, the moisture cannot escape so easâ€" ily and thus is retained in the butâ€" ter. Butter can be packed into tubs and set in the refrigerator to harden, then the tub stripped and the prints cut into the desired size, but this makes another loss besides the inconvenience of having a lot Whether butter should be printâ€" ed «direct from the churn or after it has cooled a few hours is one of the questions discussed in a recent issue of the New York Produce Reâ€" view. Some correspondents favor ons method and some the other. Making up the prints after the butâ€" ter has been hardened in a refrigâ€" erator for some hours tends to lesâ€" sen the loss of moisture ard give a print with better edges and one that will wrap and handle better than prints made from the fresh hutter. There are machines made now for printing butter and these make the printing of refrigerated butter comparatively easy. _ There is much to be said on both sides,J however, and if the butter is firm and the moisture well incorporated satisfactory work can be done by printing direct from the churn. One correspondent puts the case for printing after cooling as follows : PERSONAL PARAGRAPHS. PRINTING BUTEER DIRECT FROM THE CHURN. $ON THE FAH } PATRIARCHE & COMPANY YOU can have 9 per cent. interest by doing business with us, and can withdraw your money by giving one week‘s notics. We pay interest monthly. _ Write us. fandard Stook Exchange Bullding, Toronto PER CGCENT. PER CENT. ably made up." ‘Miss Irene,"" said the young man, rising and looking about for his hat, "before coming here this evening I made a bet of five dolâ€" lars with Van Perkias that you would say ‘No‘ to my proposal. I have won.. It was taking a risk, bus I was dead broke. Miss Irene," he continued, his voice quivering with emotion, "you have saved & despairing man from the fate of a suicide, and won the lifeâ€"lon? respect and esteem of a gratefu heart. Good evening." In London, there is an average of one clergyman to â€"every 2,000 persons. ; "That is your final answer, Miss Irene ?" Jt â€"s." ‘‘Nothing can induce you to change your deâ€"ctsion?" The most costly wardrobe in the world belongs, without a doubt, to the Pope. Etiquette compels him to wear different garments each day of the year, and, as nearly all of them are ornamented with rich and rare gems, no millionaire could hope to purchase themâ€"even if a value could be placed on them. The Pope‘s little skullâ€"caps are of the finest silk, while his embroiderâ€" ed slippers of velvet are gorgeous ‘to look at. Still more costly are his gloves, made of white wool, embroidered with fine pearls in the shape of a cross. A special herd of fifty sheep is kept, from which all the Papal woollen garments are manufactured. The surplices are of the most valuable and beautiful lace; while one long cape â€" tnas ‘"‘cappa magna,‘‘ which is rarely wornâ€"hangs straight from the shoulders, and literally â€" gleams from top to bottom with gold and precious stones. The rings, too, which the Pope wears are priceless, of matchle One of the most notable achieveâ€" ments of Sir Walter Hillier, who thas succeeded Sir Robert Hart as Inspectorâ€"General of Customs in China, was the taking of the forts of Shanâ€"haiâ€"Kwan and 5,000 men without the firing of a single shot. During the Peking troubles some years ago he was political adviser to General Gaselee, and was sent out with a gunboat from Taku to reconnoitre the coast. At Shanâ€" haiâ€"Kwan Sir Walter went on shore with an officer and only eighâ€" teen men and requested an interâ€" view with the‘ Chinese general, which was granted. __‘"The allied forces will be here in twontyâ€"four hours,""‘ said_ Sir Walter. ‘"‘The forts are bound to be taken. Why. not surrender now ?‘ The Chinese general thought the maiter over for a while, and his fear of the Engâ€" lish made him agree. ‘"‘But where shall I surrender?"‘ he asked, "and to whom!?‘ ‘"To me, and now,"‘ replied Sir Walter, firmly ; "otherâ€" wise I shall be compelled to open fire upon you." _ A few minutes later the British flag was flying over Shanâ€"haiâ€"Kwan. |_ General Kuropatkin, who is givâ€" |ing to the world a good deal of inâ€" teresting matter concerning tho late Russoâ€"Japanese war, has the reputation of being the most perseâ€" vering man in the Russian Army. When he was an obscure lieutenant he once went with some comrades |to the colonel to ask permission to !join a certain expedition that was | then being organized. ‘The colonel ’refused their request, and Kuroâ€" patkin‘s friends departed, but the !future General remained standing |at the bottom of the steps where the colonel had left him. Eighteen )hours afterwards the colonel came |downstairs and found the lieutenâ€" ant still waiting patiently there to speak to him. "Very well, you can join the expedition,‘"‘ he said, ‘you‘re the sort of man the army wants." "My mind most elaborately bound volume, newspaper or magazine until it has gone through a certain disinfecting process. I*Eor this purpose on his. travels _ he always carries an apâ€" paratus for disinfecting books and newspapers. This consists of a reâ€" ceptacle and battery, capable of} generating 95 degrees of heat. The‘ book, newspaper, or magazine is placed in the apparatus for a longâ€" er or shorter period, according to size, style of binding, etc. ard unalterâ€"