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I I '-',,tgi CHAPTER XXXI.-(Cont'd.) From the street below rose a peat uproar; there was some panic nmong the people; the country folk were pressing through the gates, fire and sword behind them-Tis- conti was on the march! Wild, frightened screams, and the hurry of feet, Pose to the gloomy room, and Vincenzo sprang up; he wished his father.had not left him, he wished he were not alone. At last 1ppolito entered, quietly, closing in behind him. He held a missal in his hand, and a parch- ment. As he laid them on the table, Vincenzo noticed the last was sealed with a seal of Verona, the ladder of the Scaligeri. "Mastinop' he whispered. . "Mastino is dead," said d'Este, m a calrrrvoiee, and he crumpled the parchment in his hand. On it was written: "I have be- trayed you for Isotta's life," and it was signed with the proudest name in Lombardy-ist-mo Ora- zio della Scala.” "That shall not destroy the glory of Tineenzo's death," thought d’Este sternly, and he flung it from him, into the room beyond, among the powder-something only fit to be consumed. The castle within was built large-. ly of wood, and Vincenzo, looking into the darkness with a paipful eagerness, watched the powder laid carefully about the walls, extend- ing in a long train to tanks of oil, while fire boughs, dry and leafless, lay scattered thickly. D'Este had not been taken unprepared. Tin- denzo's flesh stirred and shrank; he remembered snatching a bat once from a camp fire, and how the pain in his hurt hand had tortured him. IlMtiiicer,)jliits'tiiid 1&0ka i1Milll6t!, that tsrinkuriasirus.T'cit"'? Illgltii'e,s,r'v51irtyet1ztr,- the wind bldsks fa: RMtfrftr, “across the town,’ , said d'Este, with a calmness thaw was almost brutal. "There will be none ior Visconti to take back to Milan." "We shall light the sky bravely to-night," said Vincenzo, and bit his Jipfo, keep jt _sttady, _ _ "Some scouts say Visconti sends men to treat with us, Tincenzo--- with us-dies! This will be what he never reckoned on: the flames Blowing from the walls shall be our flags of truce!” The streets, the whole town, were in a, panic. The wild terror of the whole country-side had found its voice inside the gates of Novara; there were six hundred men to de- fend the walls-and God! how Vis- conti sacked a town! D'Este took the orueikrhr" from the wall and laid it on the table, Un- der it burnt a a“ I, and he moved In the silence of the chamber, the noises from the street sounded dir tinct, painfully distinet-shrieks and cries. Poor souls! so near eter- nity, and fighting over a handful of goods! Presently all noises died away into faint murmuying--or had he lost his power to hear? Then all at once it came-the beat of the drums, the summons to the walls! Louder, louder. wild, inspiring, the brat of the drums; and Vin- cenzo's heart bore them company. td 'Tis a fearful death I” he mur- mured. His- father's' dark facie lit with a sudden proud smile that transfig- tired it. Vineenzo's eyes were on the mis- sal, but not his thoughts; his ears on the strain for that sound he set bis teeth in readiness to hear-the call to the gates, They rose to their feet. the two d'Estes, and clasped hands across the table, the crucifix between them. Ippolito turned a drawn face to- Wards him. w“What didst thou say, my son?” ssiCf'ta'ifriie," fat)ter,,'c'aarnsrEered Tis,-- that too, styr.1dinr"1't beside him, is he took his /seat opposite his son. _ ri%,:1ti,n,d him has the open door, in front thagymbol of his religion-- both meaning one thing, that the erueifrx lying' there boldly on the rough wood table told more plain- iy Sven than the powder kegs, “God have mercy on our souls!" said Ippolito, and raised the pale, flaming candle. "Arden," said Vincenzo, kissing the missal with eolClips, _ «Hm» y:orrsht:trta+ri+r:r'+)u+i:'rri+):ert)f1ti? ttLei!yEeytSe?i1.ts?, The drums beat Wildly: irstoxicat- inEly, then suiatnls' stopped. D'Sste pushed back his chair; for a momeht there was perfect stillness, then he laid the candle to the powder. . . , And Vincenzo d'Este was on his knees in the patch of sunlight, its glory full on bis beautiful, upturrted-race. _ He who was once the great Lord ct Verona and a proud and stain- Usa MN $359.11 without Brescia, u-r.---------""'-")"'.-?:. â€"-â€"â€"-â€"â€"-â€"â€" if? - - - _ - fmmn+n+3zs+u rrh+t:_+rr +rrerFtrk+)ju+0+)Hrl O tttAtal The Price of Dishonor; CHAPTER XXXII 0r, The Lord of veroha's Disappointment All that was left of his army was behind him in the chestnut wood; half had been betrayed, half had been cut to pieces rather than yield. Some few-the lowest dregs of his camp, the men who cared not where or when they drew their swords, so they had food and drink - re- mained, to try their luck with him, now no better than one of them-. selves. Through all tho miseries of that weary week his gallant band of Veronese, some two hundred, had stood by him. watching the others ambushed, attacked, sur- rounded, and destroyed, hearing of town after town that fell, and smil- ‘ing scornfully at talk of treachery, accepting without question Mas- ‘tino’s silence. Was he not the son lei Can' Gran' della Scala, and his lname one with honor. the proudest Mastino della Scala stood alone on a group of rocks scattered upon the plain, that sent his tall figure up against the deep sky, erect and motionless. l Then leaving them; standing si- lent and bewildered, Della Seala mounted to these rocks to await his wife-alone. His eyes were on the fields before him; he hardly noticed a slight figure that crept timidly to his feet-Tomaso. "My 1ord"---the boy's voice tal- wr-tered---"' Duchess hath started lsaifely; I saw 'her’ymount her litter 1_is,.s,,:r_iiti,1 glad eyes; thir bade/me has? [ti.ifHeifs-ccrfdrimircttl's thee so.” I awaiting the price of his dishonor. It was mid-day, of a swooning heat, and great purple clouds lay heav- ily about the horizon, with a som- brentss that foretold a storm. :name in Lombardy,the proudest badge in Italy, the ladder of the Scaligeril So had they stayed with scorn at thoughts of betrayal whispered among the baser residue, until that morning when he had summoned their leisderrand told them, with ta, strange calmness, he had sold them, Verona and Veronese, for his wife's release-sold Lombardy for Isotta d'Este. Tomaso shrank back at sight of them, roused from their bewilder- ment, riding full tilt towards Mas- tino in a silence that was more deadly than shouts of hate; and Mastino turned at last and faced them with wild eyes. The foremost man was swiftly on them, his furious face brought, close to theirs. As be swept up be drew the dagger at his waist and hurled it full on Mastino's shield. "That from me l” he cried. "That and my scoyn, Della Scalal” no longer Duke of Verona. A gallop of horses broke the Bum- .mer quiet, and spears gleamed through the ruddy chestnuts be- hind them. The Veronese, thought Tomaso, the Veronese soldiers, But Mastino was prepared; he stood erect and did not dinch. Another rode by; bending his face close. to him, he spat at him; both battered their daggers on his shield, those daggers mounted with bis arms that they carried as his soldiers, One tore from his neck the collar Mastino had hung there, and flung it at his feet with curses. "Traitor, where is Ligozzir" cried one, and_Della Scala took a step back with a cry wrung from him; but the man was gone, and the face of another Veronese was looking into his with utter loath- ing. Without a pause they dashed by, each hurling his dagger, and many some order or sign of Mas- tino's friendship, full upon that shield that hung on Della Scala's arm. _ l . 1 V . "Ah I." :Dgarlla Scala stepped on to a higher rock‘and shaded his eyes with his hand, He was in armor, and boys Tomaso glanced up the sombre l)gure standing alone above him. Mastino wore no mantle, and the golden circlet was gone from his helmet. Mastino della Scala was no longer Duke of Yerona. Toafaso was right. The riders Were a band of Veronese. At a fun gallbp they flew out of the shade into the sun, in face and movement, fury. 1 I I l , I cn his arm his shield, across the boss the ladder, the ladder on which the Scaligeri had climbed so high, and from which they had fal- len---to this! __ AJJuumau, ULAU vu‘uux...v -V.,,.---_.. DellaS cala, neither turned his head nor moved, but stood there with his shield hanging on his arm, bis sword hand listless b1 his side. "That to make a necklet for Isot- ta JEste S” "This from me who would have died for thee!” “Stop! in the name of heaven, stab y' abridged Tomaso. _ . _ They took no heed of him, in their mad fury did not own see the hm: But to Tomaso it was must terrible that; Della, Scala made no move- meat, to defend himself; his calm "That shame 2” to cheer thee in thy a necklet for Isot sight of He threw the twist of red and gold at Mastino's feet with a, sud, den wail in his voice. He was an old man, one who had served Mas- tino and Mastino's father well. He stopped his horse; the first who had done so. "Mastino della Scala! oh, why didst thou do this thing? Tell me thou repentest!" he cried. “I loved thee!" he pleaded. "Save thy soul and say thou dost repent!" Mastino's proud head was erect. "And do I live to save my soul? Get thee to the others, I do not re- pent." He was the last, and silence fell. "They are gone!" breathed Mas- tino. "They are gone!" face was awful. "Stop!" Tomaso shrieked again. "Stopy' How many more, how many more! How many times more that rattle as the daggers struck the shield and then fell to lie bright in the sun? At last they came to an end! The last rode by, the stand- ard-bearer, tearing the standard to rags with furious hands. "Verona is no more, the Scaligeri are no more. Ride thee to the others, old man," he said. The standard-bearer wrung his hands. "Verona is no more!” he yelled. "The Scaligeri are no more, the standard is no more, the standard of Verona!” Mastino looked into the old man's wistful face. "Some men remain, my lord," said Tomaso timidly, at last. But Mastino winced; that they remained was a sorer shame even than the desertion of the others. "Isottal" cried Mastino, with a sudden wild movement. "Why does she not come T-have I not waited long-have I not paid enough?" "The Duchess comes!” said To, maso. _ ”K W . 0930.05 a little irtoar,ot-se,l,isatt trees In front p,f,trttttir,c' the oii7i?esde--vsittr wia4iteits,C7iscorstirs soldiers, Vero- ptrtr?'v1tsoldierssi and a white, cur- tzrined litter in the midst. Mastino’s gaze flew to that, and to that only. "t think I see Her escort éoming across the fields," said Tomaso tim- orously. - -. - U Masiino turned and grasped his arm with a, sudden change of man- ner. "Tomaso," he faltered, "me- thinks I am changed since last I saw her; perhaps she will-not know me-or will startle at me if she does. Tomaso, she is very fair, and I have nothing to offer now. Tomaso, am I very changed?” ”She will vnot care-she will not care," he said. -__ _ _ - Mastiho laughed pitifully as he read the answer in Tomaso's frightenedueyes. M _.. The soldiers cantered up and low: ered their halbreds in a salute to the magnificent figure standing there alone, while the officer read in a high voice from the parchment, that stated that Isotta d'Este, Duchess of Verona, prisoner of war "Oh, my lieart's desire!" he mur- mured. "I do not repent!", _ of Gian Galeazzo Maria Visconti, Duke of Milan, was returned to her husband in fulfilment of the league and treaty between them. W "Into {four hands we deliver her in safety, my lord, and my lord of Milan offers three months in which b, either quit Lombardy or choose some post m his servxce 1n Yerona." - “Mgr choice is made: I quit Lom- bardy," said Mastino. "Leave The soldier lightly shrugged his shoulders and gave the word, and, cantered off. The Veronese footmen bearing the litter had set their burden down; the white curtains fluttered--was it the breeze, or Isotta's hand, that stirred them so? "Tomaso, Tomaso, I have borne much; can I bear this?" His eyes were sparkling, his tone joyful; he had thrown all his shame from his heart; the miserable past, the miserable future, were alike forgotten; the world had narrowed to this-her welcoming face. He laid his shield on the ground gently, and walked across the grass softly. The curtains, white in the still blazing sun, dazzled him; his heart was beating so, he thought It must choke him. 'qsottal" T He called her name so low she could not hear. "fsotta 1” Still she made no answer. "perchance she is very weary," said Mastino to himself, tenderly, and drew the white curtains back. She lay back among silk euslr ions. . . . . “lsotta, my dear I” There was a tremor in his voice. Had she fainted? _ _ She lay back, her head away from him, and, bending over her, he saw through her long curls that her. eyes were closed, her lips parted, and one hand at her throat--the hand that bore his wedding ring. Oh, heaven!---- _ . ." He cagught her head in his hands and looked abhor She was dead, quite dead. The silk curtains fell- to again, and at Mastino’s cry Lhe 'r,evvtsrsi.shranlr, appalled. Isotta, di'Este treasi dead. And Mastino lay flung the pummel. senseless, his defaced shield 1mm him. bare to the bright glare of the sinking sun. (To be continued.) Good, well-eured oat hay makes an excellent feed for horses, and, also for almost all other kinds of live stock, as oats furnish the very best of coarse, cereal roughage, which is very good for their system. Oats are often red unthrashed, and usually horses relish them, both straw and grain, and in fact it is a very good feed fed in this way, but for feeding both straw and oats we think it is quite common to sow oats in the spring, and later, when the crop is well advanced, to cut and cure as hay, the same as timothy or other hay crops. In this case the crop is not quite so mature as it would be if cut for threshing out the grain. When well cured, however, this makes a bright and very pala- table hay. .. toto+trto+<r+o+o+o+ _ ofo+o When cut for hay, oats should be mown as any other grass and treat- ed in a, similar manner. Heavy succulent oats may be cut in the morning after the dew is off and then kept stirred to let in the air so as to cure out well. With warm, drying weather this green oats may be cocked up the next day after cut- ting, and if opened up and exposed the following day to a bright, clear sky, possibly may be hauled in that afternoon. Naturally the greener the condi- tion of the oats when cut the poorer will be the crop in digestible food. However, the essential thing is to get in the crop free of excess moist- ure so that it will not mildew in the mow. The time required to do this will of course depend on the condi, tion of the oats. If very heavy more time will be required, but if rather light they will cure quicker. We believe that one of the most corrimonest faults in feeding horses is the lack of variety in feed. Tak- ing into consideration the number of different grains and feedstuffs it does seem strange that every team owner should not provide for his animals a ration that would be per- fectly acceptable to the system at all times. It is a, fact, however, that very few farmers give what might be termed weli-halaneed rap tion".' q _ T _ J6yrtr-ei,csutt ehvmitetisittikuau1iyasrl, a ».. 11 ,iziA n n... _._.J L___i t7GL, old ration of cornland hay: Which has long since proved to be expensive and wasteful. If you want the best results feed a ration that contains ad the elements of nutri- tion in properly balanced portions. Corn alone is not a well-balanced grain for feeding, neither is oats nor barley. Barley is rapidly gain- ing favor as a feed, hoivever, and when properly combined with the other grains makes an excellent ration. When you feed a ground ration, you prepare it for quick digestion. Your animals utilize it more read- ily a d there is practically no waste. It should be remembered that the horse digests/he food ~quiclazly, and Q'Hajteve; rytioy you fired éhould be prepared with a view to supply the nutrition the horse needs. , Your horses will work better and keep in better condition on a small- er amount of ground grains of the proper kind, and an abundant sup- ply of good doughage, such as well, cured oat hay, than they will on a ration of whole corn, feed them what you will of it. Oat hay is not only good for work horses, but it is just as valuable for young, _ growing animals and they should be supplied with same if the best results are expected from the feeding. Should the farmer desire to spec- ially fatten his chickens before sale or shipment, his simplest and speediest plan is to put his birds at 3%, 4 or 4% months of age in slatted coops or crates, divided into com- partments to hold one or a, number of birds, up to four. These coops should have Ir-shaped feeding troughs in front. The following fat- tening ration has been found most effective in our poultry department, viz: Two parts finely-ground oats; one part finely-ground barley; one part ordinarily-ground corn meal. After fifteenth day add beef suet, in proportion of one ounce to every four birds. Mix with skim milk. If the milk is made near the boiling point, the tallow, which should be chopped fine, will be melted by it when poured on the ground grains; or, the tallow may be melted in the hot milk. The birds should be fed all they will eat twice a day. Care- fully collect all uneaten food, Leave none to turn sour, and feed none in that condition. Care should be taken to free the birds from vermin before cooping. This may be done by rubbing sul- phur well into the feathers, or by one of the lice-exterminating pow- ders. _ Grit and Water should be supplied regularly. Three weeks should be sufficient to fatten the birds satis- faetorily.--A. G. Gilbert, C.E.F. V iens and premises should be kept scrupulously clean, A _ _ . VALUE OF OAT HAY FOR HORSE FEED. FATTENING OF CHICKS. FIRST APPEARANCE OF TIIE NEW "flhhf(N(y' PALATIAL LEVIATHAN OF THE NORTHERN NAVIGATION COMPANY. Special Invitation Voyage from Collingwood to Sarnia Enjoyed by Many Prominent Guests: ' The Press of Canada were favor ed with an invitation from the Northern Navigation Company to la present on the first vosSge of the new Steamship Harmonic. rec- ently completed by the Collingwood Shipbuilding Company. The Ha- manic is the finest vessel afloat on fresh waters, and is completely TRIBUTE TO PROGRESS RE THE NORTHERN RRTTRRTTRR RRRRRRY. a Canadian product from keel to mast head. She is 365 feet, in length, has a breadth of 50 feet, with a moulded depth of 27 feet, and a gross tonnage equal to 200 freight carsfor 5,000 tons, and in her appointments is superior to the average ocean liner. There is run- ning hot and cold water in every stateroom throughout the boat, with individual ventilation from the outside arranged for each room, while there are also numerousl special suites which are equip- ped equal to the finest apart- ments to be obtained in the largest and most modern ho- tels. These rooms we fitted with large comfortable brass bedsteads, clothes closets, .9120” mm are” furnished in, mahogany origaylg'y'adfj ioiriingf fiafifggmzs‘gmhaveffiile; from? J, ings and largo. pojtts'tiifii, btit,1,y,s) "-jpit-r 'rors, eb-li.) and - are a ti)rru"r1"ir"et/"izrr every _reqtriretntrrribtrfprr.tfoit. : _ Special mention should be made of the dining-room, which is situ- ated on one of the upper decks, where there is abundance of air and light, and a view of the water may be had from unusually large square plate-glass windows rum ning down from the ceiling to a level with the tables. This room is of imposing proportions, oCcus pying the entire width of the ship, being 80 feet in length with double large plate-glass entrances from the Grand Saloon. The room is fmished in selected solid mahogany, with tables and chairs of the same. From the centre of the dining-room rises a large dome, supported by handsome carved columns with ca- pitals. This room in every way would do justice to the finest ocean liner of the most moajern type. Beautifully carved stairways from either side of the Grand Sa- loon lead up to the Observation Room, of which the entire side walls are of large plate glass windows, giving an absolutely unobstructed view out over the water. The Ob- servation Room is the most popu- lar and enjoyable meeting-place of therentire boat, as here the men may sit in the larger wicker Joung- ing chairs enjoying their cigars, and watch the passing scenery or talk with the ladies, have l game of cards or listen to the music sup- plied by the orchestra, or perhaps a song from one of the ladies ac- companied on the beautiful piano built specially to suit this room, which is finished in green weather- ed oak. __ -- _ Rebel African Has Cost Britain More Than $10,000,000. The Somali Mullah, who stands over seven feet high, has during the last ten years cost Britain more than $10,000,000 for unsuccessful ex- peditions. He has been a thorn in the side of the administration ever since the Foreign Office took over the protecpoi'ate in 1898, The Mullah raided British terri, tory in 1899 and declared himself Mahdi. Every success brought him recruits. In 1900 Abyssinia trie, to break his power, but failed. Then an Anglo-Abyssipian expedition started and dealt him a heavy blow, but he escaped cyatyr,e. T The operations had lasted more than a year when the British were defeated by the Mullah at Ergo, cwing to the cowardice of the na- tive levies. _ It was then decided that another expedition must be sent against ham, and Italy co-operated in the operations. Fighting went on dur- ing Ill 1903, glad the Meer.' receiv- MULLAH’S COST TO BRITAIN. Tire-Entrance and Rotunda are all 1903, and the Mullah receiv- I 'l‘h worm n defeats trom the British, the J2U' Debug THE STEA MER "HAl10h'IC." finished in marble, oak and gold ornaments, while the Lobby aththe top of the stairway, with , width of thirty-five feet, is done 1n grey green and old gold. The passage- ways to the staterooms are laid with heavy carpets and the walls finished in Colonial style, with panels in old ivory tones. While space does not permit usl to mention more of the many ex-) elusive features of the palatial? Hamonic, it is certainly a point ofl national pride to remember that'; this beautiful and staunch, enorm-( cus steamship is entirely a Cana-i dian product, and was completed; in detail at the yards of the cor) lingwood Shipbuilding Company. Even the plates for the six boilers of 250 pounds per square inch pres- sure, were shaped and riveted here a: well as the machinery cast, which develops the 7,000 horse- power which drives the boat at a speed of 211/; miles per hour. The Lvesselrhaas ardouble bottom cqgaim 'ir1eraVvppippathrrentts, arid _iiici:':ti1)'l1er1. _)cirkiiRr"idtkrripto 9 _st,eiitiiitsi,l,ir.tisi" (pm-. "grrt)rrtsatt, with steel " Tigreads runningmp to' the spat-deitrtj)-'tcom- pleter" isepafating the ""'tireight spaces from the part of the ship occupied by the passengers and crew. The Grand Trunk Railway-Sys- tem r.an a special train from To-' ronto to Collingwood to acc0mm0- date the guests for the trip, and also had a special train which meg1 the boat at Sarnia, taking all back' to Toronto again. Each of the ladies of the party was presented with roses, and the gentlemen were given cigars, after a very excel- lent luncheon had been served. T.___ “NM NFm__e__e--"'N'P"'--e , _,----'" PRESENTATION TO HAMONIO . Just at the completion of the; voyage, a special presentation o , silver plate for the Hamonic 1lt made by the guests as a mark Oil appreciation of the courtesy extenu (led to them by the Northern Navi-l, T gation Company and the Grand! , Trunk Railway System. Speeches? , were delivered by Hon. Frank) Cochrane, Minister of Mines; Hon.I W. J. Hanna, Provincial 'suire./ , tary; Capt. Foote of -the Hamonic,“ The Hamonic will, next week, " put on the regular weekly route: from Sarnia to Port Arthur, Forti William, Duluth and return, with, which the Grand Trunk Railway; will make connections. i tary; Capt. Foote of the Hamonic, and Chas. M. Hayes, Gen- eral Manager Grand Trunk Rail- way System. The guests consist- ed of officials of the Northern Na- vigation Company, Grand Trunk Railway System, and members of the Press throughout Canada. --rorouto 2'rttth, L The Mullah was given a settled‘ sphere in December, 1904 on prom- ising to keep the peace. He was, however, heard of at intervals, raid- ing the friendly tribes, and in Sep- tember last his attitude had Ire.. come so threatening that another expedition against him became in- evitable. Italians, and the Abyssinians," though he was successful on several occasions. - - - ___ In June of that year Major-Gen- eral Egerton succeeded Brigadier- General Manning in the supreme command, and in the following January the Mullah received a. crushing defeat at Jidballi, where 1,000 Somalis were killed. Illig was captured from the Mullah's men in the following _Apr11, and twornonths "You say he made his wealth honest toil _ "Every penny of ' "I never knew him to do a work in his life.” "Wcll my “hose toil it way di Tbp worm may tt iiTeriie wBritish expeditionary force was withdrawn: GRAND TRUNK RAILWAY A CANA DIAN PRODUCT