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"What am I that thou shouldst give me so much joy I” cried Graz- -,,ciosa. "Lady," said the secretary, bow- ing low, "my lord sent me to say he will wait on you himself; and ‘meanwhile if you have any com- mands--" Graziosa interrupted him. ' "Indeed, my lord is too good; -what-commands should I have 2.--- ;tell him so, “nth my deepest ‘thanks, sir." She stood silent in the glory of the sunshine and held out her \hands, and he kissed them, and picked at her and laughed pleas- ntly. "Now art thou happy, donna mial" he said. "Bast thou all that thou couldst wish?” ts 'Tis but a small return, Graz- iosa, my beloved, for what thou hast done for me," returned Iris- conti. "And I will make it more--- this is but an earnest of the future. Yiseonti's wife shall live in such splendor that men shall not see her tor its dazzle.” Visconti smiled. "Thou art thyself--it is enough y' He turned to his companion, who stood respectfully at some little distance. "More than I ever dreamt of, my lord,” she answered softly. “I did nck know the world could be so beautiful-or so happy." "Come hither, Messer Gambeta. Here is a lady who shall often pray within your church-my betrothqd, who saved us Milan.” Graziosa came to the head of the steps, and Visconti took his gold cap off and waved it, coming up to them gaily: __ _ Gianhotto looked at her curious- ly, with a mixture of pity and won- der. _ Gian Visconti was coming through the garden, a grave looking man by his side, a white hound at his heels, and two boys following, one bear, ing a wooden case, the other cal'ry- ing a roll of drawings. "rrGraziosa Vistarnini, the saviour of Milan, and the Duke's betrothed, was lodged with regal state in the magnificent new tower that stood in the grounds of the Visconti pal- "Be comes himself, lady, to hear yep; thgpks, apd learn your, will.'.' "How beautiful they are!" she said. "See, they have little hearts all gold, never showing till they dieia. pretty, fancy, is it not f" "And when peace is ioroe1aimed you will be Ihyhestsr.--a,irny.t Queen --of Lombardy, Giait Tistonti's FLTmirztsusuhiurshe saved Milan, bat she had done it solely for love , him, and it gratified Visconti's ide as much as it pleased his am- bition. This glorious summer morning she was seated on the side terrace that surrounded the tower, a ter- race of black marble and alabaster, the delicate balustrade smothered in lemon and myrtle trees and clus- ters of white roses. Graziosa, was in the midst of a. brilliant company; the bets-born dames in Italy were among her wo- men, and more knights and pages composed-her train than has ever waited on Visconti’s sister. She rose from her chair impul- sively, and walked to the edge of the terrace, leaning over the balms- trade, the ladies behind her. = "'Tis sad to think there should . fighting on such a day as this," id one, handing Graziosa her fan. "God grant it may Soon be peace." "God grant it I” repeated the Painter's daughter fervently. Giaziosa moved away; the white roses at her bosom were not more pure than her face. The pages litted her rich train, and as she crossed the terrace a third came and spoke to her on bended knee. "Tell him I am here," and the color rose 1n Graziosa's face at so much honor. Shiturnecl to the steps where Giannotto waited. “Meanwhile the sun is shining hot, lady," said a third attendant. "Will you not come into the shel- ter 2” 'Wy Lord Giannotto waits your pleajqrez Jadr" _ .. _ _ “Basgano'has Ellen?” she re- ptat_trdidlrf_. ._ _ _ " "Yes, ahd 'tis said they cannot tail_ip getting Reggie.” wife Graziosa picked a cluster of r‘oses and buried her face in them. "They say the Veronese cannot hold out much longer," said an- other. "This very morn there was news. Bassano has fallen---" "Then my lord’s arms are every- where victorious!" cried Graziosa with sparkling eyes. "As ever, lady," was the answer. "And we can hope for peace," continued Graziosa softly. -. - "tt:r+)tr;4)y+)Ch,Hir)@+.tki)@+)tFF0ieFf)_ mammwmwg Visconti watched his homage with +jkt):1+):i+ Q Hit +331 ?35.+§+)&+ rt+rl +33E+35+33€ 'iaTtats:t+a “1+ t:tyysbit' l” The Price of Dishmm; CHAPTER XXV Or, The Lord ot Verona's Disappointment "What of her I." asked Gian light- ly. "How does she trouble thee?” “I fear she is in sad woe," said Graziosa. "She will return to Della Scala when the war is ended." Visconti laughed. "The war will not be ended till she does, methinks; yet be comfort- let“ Graziosa; before our wedding “I think so-but peace or war, it shall not touch thee, Glaziosa." "Indeed, I do not fear it-but---" She hesitated a moment, and glanced anxiously at Viseonti's smiling fate, _ _ .- - _ "Yes, mine will be the glory, though I shall never see the pin- nacles kiss the sky, or hear the mass beneath that marble roof--- mine will be the glory-even though I am not buried there, it will be my monument to all eternity! Would it not be a worthy tomb, even for a king, Graziosa I." "For an emperor-but we will not talk of tombs, my lord,” she an- swered; "but of pleasant things, and-and-oi something I have to ask you." "What?" smiled Visconti. They were alone, and Graziosa rose and looked at Visconti a little timidly. 'q-LI mean-there will be peace soon-you think, my lord I." He turned with shining eyes to the architect, who gazed on him with admiration, with a face that reflected the speaker’s own fervour. "Every inch-from the porch to the pinnacles, and the floor shall be precious mosaic, and the altars crystal and serpentine, jasper and amethyst; men shall spend their lives in carving one pillar, and the price of cities shall pay for the gold that shall be lavished on it. Not in our life will this be done, nor in the lives of those that reign after ui-or even they that follow, but finished it shall be, and one of the wonders of the world-and I shall be remembered as he who planned iit---to the glory of God and the house of Visconti l” "Now I have somewhat to show thee. This is the architect of my new church. which shall be the wonder of Italy. Follow me, mes- ser." And he led the way into the entrance-hall. V "Here is what I will make of Milan, sweet, when the war is end- ed!” he said, as the architect un- volled and aranged his drawings. In the middle stood a, gilt stucco table, and to this Visconti drew a chair and bade Graziosa seat her- self. "Bring the model," replied Vis- conti, and the page placed the box upon the table. Messer Gambera touched a spring and it flew apart, showing an ex- quisite little modei of white marble, some twelve inches high. pleased pride, and turned again to Graziosa. It was low and wide, the walls covered with frescoes; the floor red sandstone, the windows opening on to the terace. "And will that be soon?" she asked. "Oh! it is. beautiful fr' said Graz. ibsa, and Iri.sconti looked at her with spaylgllpg eyfeslr A __ - “IE will be like this, of marble?” she asked, breathless. Triseonti's face for an instant darkened. "You must learn," he said. "My duchess must know ar- chitecture. Take away the plans, messer; I wifl look at them alone." “Yofl think" sou. Yes, it will be beautiful-the church pf all Lom- bap_iy.'r, _ ___ - _ "god must riot ask me; indeed I dsrpot know/,7 she s_miled. _ “Peréhance the lady might care for the model, my lord?” returned the architect. "Ay, I hope so," laughed the Duke. "Mastino della Scala grows weaker day by day--1 have Bas- sano, and shall have Reggie. He has lost his wits as well as his for- tress, for he bids me to a single combat; all to stand or fall by our own swords. He has his answer, and I have his wife. Now, look at these, Graziosa---" and he took the drawings from the architect and spread them on the table. . "yrs, new church," he said. "The plagsh my, welrbelorrer' _ "Indeed, my lord, I do not under- stand them-it is no church, sure- ly?." And slae raised a sweet, be. wildered face. tt 'Tis the plan of one, Messer Gambera. will explain it," and he motioned eagerly to the architect. 'Were, messer, this is tho porch?” And he laid his finger on the draw- ing, absorbed in contemplation. "Yes, my lord." "Set on three steps?" Ct 'Tis so, my lord.” “I do not care for that, messer, and I will have more carving- would you not, Graziosa?" up rince Mastino's wife-my lord "Do you know Gian Visconti so very well ‘2” asked his sister. "Have you seen him torturing his prison- ers with the slow torture of the mind-worse Chan any rack? Have you seen him Lying and betraying, Valentie smiled and looked away. The smile and glance stung Tis- cunti’s betrothed like a whip- stroke. _ "What do yt'u mean?" she cried "You insult me-you insult him Y' Gi-azioga glanced down at her dress. T tt 'Tis no question of my dress, lady," she answered, With some dig- t1ity--"nor of beauty-but of love alone." “I know it," answered Graziosa, proudly, __ - - - _ _ day she shall be in Della Scala’s camp-and the war over; now think of it no more." "We will go in-alone-since the Princess will not come," she said. "Come and walk in the garden, madame,” sand Valentine. "At least it seems like liberty-there will be little enough of that when you am Duchess _of Milan." "Many things-among them this ---get yourself a better tirewoman and you will keep Visconti longer-- learn a little spirit and you will keep him longer still." "My dear, dear lord, I am con- tenti I will trouble you no more with questions. I am content to leave my father's safety in your hands-content." _ Glaziosa, looking at her with frightened eyes, joined her weekly; not havipspthe spirit to. reiuse. "Now bfd your-ladies back a pace .--at least Gian will allow us that," and Valentine motioned tlysT away. "What do you mean?" ialterdd Graziosa. "Now, can I help it an he will not come to the palace? My word on it, he is safe; think no more of that, Graziosa. My word on it, he is safe. Now are you content?" Through the open window came the distant sound of singing; some- one singing, in French, and then a woman's laugh. Graziona drew herself away, and Visconti’s face darkened. Seated on the steps was d'Or- leans, playing with the red ribbons of hirlute, and standing among the cluster of, ladies at the foot of them was Valehtine Visconti. Graziosa fiushdd under the mock in her tone, and turned to one of her ladies. Valentine shrugged her white shoulders and laughed bitterly. . _ "You think he loves you I." asked Valentine. "Indeed I am satisfied; and my father, my lord T’ She laid her arms about his neck, and Visconti kissed tho roses on the breast that crushed them against his golden doublet, and then her upturned face. . , Graziosa looked after him, a little paled; she had noticed he was al- ways different when his sister was there. Valentine had noticed it too, and guessed the cause,' and the knowledge gave a triumph to her beauty that made it dazzling in- deed. "I fear I interrupted your dis- course," she said with . another eurtsey. A U -- Vaientine lifted her Arrows and waged her grey. eytstide, B.. fie took "draziona's hand in sil- ence and stepped out on to the ter- race." "I must back to the palace, Graz- iosa," said Visconti, as they reached the garden, and his eyes roved over the crowd of attendants for Giannotto's figure. “Remem- ber these are al' at thy commands --and, for the present, then fare- well." “‘Do not gpeék bf it? Why; 'tis a deed to be proud of-even when so well rewardcd, lady." "Please heaven, she will not 1103' me Long?” h.e myttered, . The shade of Visconti’s face deep- ened as he looked at her: compared to his sister, Graziosa was a candle beside the sun; the contrast did not please Gian. "Indeed no, lady," replied Graz- iosa timidly. "Will you not come within with me from the sun?" "I pray you do hot speak of it-- I-I-" answered Graziosa, hur- riedly. _ -ee .- _ _ _ To Valentine he said nothing, but turned away towards the palace with the secretary. "Nay, that were too much of an honor," said Valentine. "Are you not my brother's promised wife-- and the saviour of Milan?” A D'Orleans rose ad bowed low to the lady/yet in a way that was not respectful. _ _ t .. “So there has been a challenge from the enemy," he lisped. “Now r shall love to see a single meeting of brave swords again." "Who said so l” asked Visconti. "The Lady Valentine,” said the Frenchman. "She-" There was a meaning pause, and d’Orleans grew restless 1n the sil- ence and moved away., _ "The Lady Valentine," inter- rupted the Duke sternly, "had best remember-what I have often re- membered to her adva,mtage--thpt, she is a woman, and these affairs are none of hers." Graziosa, her hand held tightly by the Duke, was following him down the steps, her pages behind, and Visconti kept his eyes upon Ins sister. Valentine sent after him a look of bitter scorn, then walked slowly up to Graziosa and saluted her humbly, though her eyes were burn- ing brightly. From any farm on which a mis- cellaneous collection of stock is kept, writes Prof. M. Cumming, (in the annual report of the Secre- (tary of Agriculture for Nova Scotia, the amount of fertility removed need (not exceed about 10 per cent. of :that which would be removed under lthe hay-and-grain systems of farm- ing. The important problem that iremains is, how can the farmer get ‘the 90 per cent. voided in the man- iii, onto his fields without further loss? The solutions of this depends Jupon the care taken of the barn, yard manure, which is subject to great loss from two sources, viz., leaching and fermentation. To pre- Event the former, he must prevent the running away of the liquid imanure. To prevent the latter, he imust keep his manure from heating. iAnd to prevent both, he must take gas his general guide the getting of lthe manure on the fields, as soon las possible after it is made. Suppose that a farmer, instead of selling the two tons of hay produced on an acre of land, feeds it to his Idairy cows, marketing therefrom (only butter and pork. The two tons 'iof hay, as above, contain $13.36 lworth of fertility. There will be sold with these about 10 per cent. of the fertility in hay, leaving $12.03 worth of fertility on the farm. Of this amount ,the equivalent of at lleast two-thirds will reach the fields, To this should be added the value of the vegetable matter or .humus in the barnyard manure, a value which we can scarcely quote ,in figures, but which constitutes, in 'the main, the superiority of barn- ,yard manure over commercial ferti- llizers. The same principles can be (applied to all other fodders, and iy every case it will be found that, l from the standpoint of soil fertility, lit pays to feed all fodders except those for which the market prices are much in excess of their fertile, ing value on the farm. stealing and murdering? You know how his father died? How hits mother’s heart was broken?"' ( (To be Continued.) One sided exhaustion, as it is sometimes called, is a common con- dition of land, but not sufficiently recognized. A knowledge of the different plants, and the special needs of the standard crops, will greatly assist in judging of the real condition and requirements of land which may appear' exhausted. If land fails to yield a crop of corn or potatoes, it does not follow that all the chief elements of plant food are lacking. and must be supplied. Corn, clover, the grasses. potatoes and cabbage are all large con- It is most profitable to use super- phosphate with potatoes, keeping the manure for putting in the other crops and dressing the meadows. Phosphate is applied very quickly in the hill, in this way sprinkling it over a space ten inches square where we plant; and it also pro- duces a better quality of potatoes, with less liability to rot. A corres- pondent has used at the rate of 300 or 400 ponds of phosphate to the acre on about all the potatoes he has planted. _ STC)CK-RAISING AND SOIL FERTILITY. It is not long since a large por- tion'of the cottonseed meal pro- duced was sold to be applied direct- ly to the land as a fertilizer. Now it is practically all fed to cattle, with the result of not only increase ing the milk dow and adding to the flesh, but of increasing the value of the, manure heap at the rate of over $20 for each ton fed.- Nous-too; the high value of bran as a ferti- lizer. Through the medium of this, much of the fertilizer of the Western plains is now being transferred to the East. Compare the relatively low fertilizing value of, corn with the high value of linseed and cotton, seed cake. Perhaps half the failures of the average beekeeper to get a rousing crop of honey are due to his neglect to have his supplies in shape be- fore the rush comes on. For this reason it is' the course of wisdom to order supplies now and have the hives and sections ready for the season. t<rto+o+tyfty+tr+ottyfty+o W +ty+crF:r+tCy+_:jiCy+ W0 Not every farmer keeps an ac- count with his soil, yet it is hard to see how anyone, who accepts the principles laid down in the preced- ing paragraphs, can fail to estimate the importance of knowing whether his capital stock of soil fertility is decreasing or increasing, for in this way only can he expect profitable returns from his field each succeed- ing year. T It is a good plan to know and note down the size of every field. Measure a clothesline, tie a stake at each end, and measure the field both ways. Then you can estimate fertilizer, crops and land exactly. On the Farm FARM NOTES Burners of potash, and there is no element of plant food which in most parts of the older states, is more likely to be soon exhausted. An application of potash alone will often cause land to produce nearly maximum crops which previously seemed exhausted. Traveller's Experience With the Blood-Sucking Bat. Our grandfathers in their little- boy days, reading in old-fashioned geographies of tropical forests and savage beasts, found descriptions of lions, tigers and crocodiles cheer- fully exciting; but more than one shivering youngster, at the dread moment of blowing out his cham- ber candle, wished he had never heard of that uncanny and haunt- ing monster, the vampire, which followed its victim to his very home and bed, and in the darkness silent- ly bled him to death as he slept, Science has long modified thisl fearsome tale. The vampire - the blood-sucking bat of South Ameri- ca-is not the huge, hovering hor- ror he was once depicted. He is but a, little fellow, a winged can, nivorous mouse, and he does notI slay his victims. But he does suck blood, and is an extremely trou- blesome nuisance. The late Rich- ard Spruce, in his "Notes of a Botanist on the Amazon and AIR-l des," tells of his experience with the creatures, which particularly infested his house at Sac Gabriel.: "When I entered it," he relates, "there were large patches of dried, up blood on the floor, which had been drawn from my predecessors by those midnight blood-letters, and my two men were attacked the first night, one of them having. wounds on the ends of four toes, three on one foot, one, on the other. The same has happened every night since, and the bats do not stop at the toes, but bite occasionally on the legs, finger-ends, nose, chin and forehead-especially of chil-, dren. "As I wear stockings at night, wrap myself well in my blanket and cover my face with a handkerchief, I have hitherto escaped being bit, ten; but they often come, to my hammock in search of a vulnerable point. _ _ _ . . T "Surgeons boast of their painless operations now-a-days, but the vampire beats them all. 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