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Upnn the broad piazza. of the build~ ing he stood for a few moments to look around upon the stirring seem! open to his; View in the Grand Square. The day was near its close, the sun being within an hour of its setting, and the humble artisans and still hum- The weapon had once been the proâ€" perty of a Spuni$h nobleman of high rank, who haul worn it. for many wars. He had given it to the puinier. Murilâ€" lo; and he, lny will, had left it to his friend and pupil, the younger Velas- quez; and Valasquez, regarding Zun- oni as the pupil of his own. who would do him greatest credit and honor, had ‘given to him the priceless weapon in token thereof. And this was the weapon which the painter now hung at his side, having done which, he went out, locked his door behind him, and descended to Ibo street. One not used to judging of such things would have said that it was new; that it had not been in use at all; It was a. true rapier, though somewhat gravyâ€"certainly heavier than the rapiâ€" s of Italian fabrication. It was a, Toledo blade, of exquisite finish and marvelous temper. The hillt was of gold and steel combined, the grip be- ing tine gold, while the guard and the light basket protection for the back of the hand were of tempered steel. lts maker had evidently aimed to afford its possessor protection against the outlass or broadsword. The scabbard was an artistic and elaborate piece of work, being a groundwork of silver with an intricate overlay of gold filiâ€" gree. The weapon had one perty of a Spanish no rank, who had worn it, He had given it to the However, he did not spend along time in considering. No sooner had the thought of an exchange Occurred to him than he proceeded to put it into execution. He slipped the scabbaird of the light blade from the loop at the end OK the baldrio, and, having put it back into the corner whence he had taken it, he went to the closet where he hung his clothing, and took down from an upper shelf another rapier; but before he hung it at his side he took it into a stronger light, where be regarded it with a tender, loving look. no former occasion had he once hung it. upon his hip and then thought of exchanging it. But he {bought of» that 'now. The blade at his side felt light. It was not a weapon that exactly suited his hand. It had servâ€" Bd him well enough in his passage with the Marquis Steffano, but suppose he should be called to defend himflelf against a. better swordsman; or. supâ€" pose he should he weylaid and attackâ€" Ed by highwuymen‘ Such things had been. and were liable to be again. Considered, what? Who shall say what could have possessed himâ€"what could have led him to turn his atten- tion to that rapier? It was a weapon he lgad worn daily for months, and on Then he cast a sweeping glance Over the room, to make sure that every- thing was as it should be; and, being satisfied with the result of the survey, he -Lurned toward the door. As he did so, he took hold upon the scabbzud of his rapier to throw it farther back. out of his way. when he paused and com Bidered. in use. and threw the baldric over his shoulder. But what could he do? Literally no- thing.- He could only think, and think. and think, and torture hisheart with vain imaginings. The confin- ed atmosphere of the studio was be- coming oppressive to him. He want/- ad. more air and more room. He would ’walk by the river, and perhaps into the country. He cleaned his palette and put away his brushes; then covered his canvas; after which be arranged his garb for the public streets. He had donned his doublet of black velvet, and put on the velvet cap he usually wore. and all that remained was his rapier. He _took it from where it stood when not It was, indeed, as he had said. His paintingâ€"the tau-e that he would pic~ tune thereâ€"had so absorbed and posâ€" sessed his every thought and feeling. that he had, for the time. really forgot- ten. or had ceased to bear in mmd. the calamity imaged forth by old M‘adeâ€" lon's report. But it came to him now, and once more he turned his thoughts to his loved one and her sur- rounding-s. "No." he said. with a last glance at the picture, "I will not touch it again until I have slept and dreamed. \Vho knows what may come to me in the visions at my sleeping hours. Some- thing tells meâ€"has told me since yes- terdayâ€"~that I shall not paint the face of my beloved on that canvas. Aye. I know it now! Mercy! Had I for- gotten that my darling may be in trouble 2' The picture must have had a. wonderful hold on my inner being. thus to close my thoughts against the po§§ible cutastrophe at the palace/fl Once or twice the artist moved for‘ ward, and started to touch his brush to a faint light which be Would stmng'then. It may have been a. shadow” which he would make deeper; but, be it what it might. he did not make the mark. CHAPTER XIII. ’We left, our hero in his studio. stand- ing before the canvas on his easel. He had worked on the face of the saint until wearinvnss had admonished him that further working might be faulty. He stood back, with his palette still in hand, and gazed upon the features that were coming out into life. It was. as yer the duke would have said had he seen itrâ€"the face of the Prin- gess Isabel; only it seemed different; Ln 6. way impossible to explain. The lineaments were the same; in contour, in form and in feature it was the same. Yet. for all that, there was something springing to life in this face that was no} in the fame of the living moglel. hich the . having L‘de his 1] to Ibo Zanoni looked; he had given a shud- dering, sympathetic thought to the ig- norant illâ€"fed, and far more illâ€"clad‘ lcreatures bearing [1119 Maker’s image. {Who passed befored him, and was upon ‘the point of stepping down into the ‘gmat thoroughfare, when on cast- }ing a glance in the dimctlon he had ! thought of taking, he saw the two men, (of all the world, whom at that moment ,he would avoid. ’ on. The princess had opened, his eyes to Denaro‘s true character. since which he had been surprised that he had not discovered it himself. "He is not so lost to all sense 0! hon- or and decency as is the other; bui he is not a. gentleman. He is not a EOOd' hearted man, nor does heâ€"" it. It Was in Madrid, and he was in company with an older manâ€"a man Who, if I do not; mistake the whole affair, was arrested by the ponds, 0011‘ victed to prison, and afterwards set at work on the public thoroughfare, with uball and chain attached to his ankle, and escaped. "\Vhat can it all mean? Can he be a bold impostur. imposing all these years on the too credulous duke? Upon my souli it appears so to me." Anon. his thoughts turned upon the count who. he verily believed, was con- cerned with the marquis in much . of the underhunded work that will? go'ng Here he walked still more slowly, with his arms folded on his breast and his head bent in thought. He was thinking of Steffano Farnese, and wishing he could see through his pigt- “ng. for that he was plotting mls~ chief. and mischief against the ppdce of Isabel, he could not doubt. And his thoughts of the marquis had an- other direction». "I am not mistaken," he said, speak- ing, his thoughts audibly. “I have seen that face in Spain in the years agonei It is not arose one would be likely to forget! Iknow it! I know itl 9h, if I could only surely locate At the distance of half a mile from the bridge, where he had 'turned upon the river path, our painter came to a. beautiful grove of wild. orange trges. They were of the native orange tube. but on public land and uncultivated. Yet they bone fruit, but the predatory urchins that invested the locamy 'at night never auffiered it to ripern. _ At the bridge he struck offvupon the waterside path; well pleased to find '1‘ comparatively deserved. A few pedesâ€" trians were Walking here and there, here acouple in friendly ('onfab, and there alonely man given to contemplaâ€" Lion. Also there were a. few soldiers vf the city guard, a portion of whom by their sedate and methodical walk, appeared to be on duty; while others. more favored, Were privileged to lounge their moments away at their (my will arid. pleasure. early in the other direction. He walkâ€" ed rapidly until he had gained ‘ho street by which he had planned *0 reach the river’s bank, and ‘htem M5 page become more slow. They were the Marquis Steffano Famese and Count Guiseppe Denam. He thought their gaze was turned up- on him, but. was not sure. However, he must avoid them. If they were go- ing to the river by the route he rusual- ly took he would take another. He con- sidered a few seconds. then stepped down and took his way toward the north. There wens delightful walks in that direction and the path by the river, not so much frequented by pleesu're-seakers as was the 9338 893'“ bler Laborers on the highways were go- ing to their homes or to their placea of rest for the night. How many of them, had never known the shelter of a. proper home we would not dare to never worked from sunrise to sunset. says; but there were many. They They were abroad late in the morning, and they were tired of work before rthe day was done. The price of an American's cigar. and thle cheapest at that, paid for the day’s 1a- bor, and supplied the laborer wiLh the food he ate and the sour, thin wine he drank. half a mile from had 'turned upon painter came to $1337 I deg! Dolly~AsleAepd C have ch: nightmare! Dollyâ€"0 mammu ! matter with my for VMotherâ€"“Vhy, y( It's almost time now for the farmer cousin who has been entertaining his city relatives [or the last four weeks gently to breach thn. subject of his pro- d visit Em: a month in town next winter. He may succeed in frighten- ing the gratuitous boarders home. further atthck test at once : means of obt: could not see fano’s dark f had done spe "Sigrlor Zunnni." interposed Marqum Steffano, at this point, "you are misâ€" taken. I have no fear that you (tan d0 mortal harm to my friend, the noble count; but, should you chance to do so, I give you my word you shall not be called to answer for it." “Your word, Marquis! \tht power or authority have you '6" "Authority. none !â€"but power. much," returned Steflano, cooly, and " Hold 1" our hero cried, when he had seen his enemy ready to draw back and take breath. " Let me have award. _Do you not know that you are murder- mg me. if you force this thing to a. deadly ending} Should you kill me. no law can touch yow to do you harm; “:hile, should I be so unfortunate as to lull you. the law will demand my life m return; and no power can save mel" "Ha! Now, adventurer! basebnrn hound! necmmanoerl I have thee! Take that! that] San Marco! I’ll have thee yet I” And he struck out madly, furiously, blindly, never once geeing that not a single effort had 1115 opâ€" ponent mada to do him harm. If he thought by those opprobrious op}- thets to drive the painter frantic and .aareless, he made a mistake. The bleating of a lost lamb would have affected him far more deeprly‘ . Zanoni had no choice. Stepping lightâ€" ly and gracefully aside to avoid the deadly thrust, he drew his rapier and turggd upon the defensive. "He shall not!" said Denaro but] thus admitting the part his compa ion was acting. Them advancing u on the painter. he again offered a tack, at the same time shouting, in temper not to be mistaken: "By the heavens above me! if you don‘t draw, I will run you through Where you stand! Ha! Show us your skill! Let us see if you can disarm me I“ And he sprang forward with his point aimed at the artist’s bosom. _ In that moment our hero made a discovery. He had caught sight of the coulnt's rapier, and had seen that it was a weapon belonging to the mar- quisâ€"a Spanish blade, heavier and longer than his own It was a weapon well known to him; and he knew it to be orf perfect temper and keen. And then! he knew that the pair of villains had sought him on purpose to kill him. " \Vill you draw 9" Demam demanded, moving again into a pnsilion of atâ€" tack, "Are you a Cravenâ€"a. cowardâ€"â€" as well as a low-born villain?" "Don‘t let him escape you!” whis- pered Steffeno in the count';: oarâ€"hut‘ loud enough for Zanoni to hearâ€"as the latter made a further movement away from his assailant. " Hold! Hold! Count, I understand your/ng4 But I do not recognize your right to interfere. I shall not attempt to excuse or exonerate myself to you.” "By the eternal heavens! but you will I" the count exclaimed. madly; and at the same time he drew his rapier and made a motion to attack. Indeed. he» would have attacked, and that. too. with deadly aim and intent. had not the object of his blind Wrath stepped quickly out of his way. thus giving him time to remember that he was about to strike an unarmed man. He was not quite senseless enough to comâ€" mit downright murder. " Villain! Trickster! Demon incar- nate! You have utterly ruined the life of! one of the fiairwt and noblest of wo- men] and for that I intend to chas- Use you I" scoundrel, as unfit to live, as is the poisonous reptile that lurks by night in its noisome. reeking place of hiding. dangerous alike to man and beast." "Coth Denaro!" returned the ar- tist in blank astonishment, and with- out the least particle .of anger, "will you tell me what is the occasion of this strange and unwarranted accus- ation? What of harm have I done to you and yours?” count cox sight of t statuesqu handsome voice. so oun‘ the un count's suspects as death. “I wish to 1‘ you are a. base. low-ho scoundrel, as unfit to poisonous reptile that in its noisome. reeking dangerous alike to ma: ing this: cat "Did you nor Count! touch a maga might NEVER-FAILING w seconds ela; could gain his >f the painter's calm and so musical. seemed the match and the powder in mine. he shrieked. with lips as white “I wish to inform you that a. base. low-born, contemptible To Be Continua HO‘V I'I‘ FELT rtunate and t ninin :, he [Dd trusted to lining his des . he could no me: and. wh aking. he mm )rm count have moxeq art of his professmg munt, or read uright n his breath. Iter's lofty front and his marbl and the sound 0 Oh. my I 111‘ foot workings of Something is th‘ SCHEME on his swart u up the con- to some other Psire. Bllt he let read Stef- ktc :he latter ready for It must the hi; like 1n person conveu ‘\Vh:Lt do yourmeianz ‘ He’s trying to borrow money on i strength of what he hopes to make all day (I) to happen gom and eve dryâ€"wo three m Chee Joshua mer bc miles (ii with‘ th Lord, to this grea invg unde from the The te which stone ( church i] bet delig with the ing at a. battl modem wounde whom I and ca: A schoolboy in Wofl'erhampton, Eng- land, the brightest lad in the class was undergoing examination before a school rommittee. On being asked to give a. definition of this word ‘tithes.’ be promptly responded, "Things worn by Iii/dips in circuses and pantomims." Two of the editors of agoâ€"cat n1 hum- orous paper in Madrid have committed suicide during the past month. They found it very serioue'ihusiness to atâ€" tempt lo say funny things about the war, considering the misfortunes which have constantly pursued. the Spaniards in this conflict. . A strange grave contains thle body of Charles Carter, of Russell, Kan. He. was cleaning out an old well when the quicksund caved' in on him, covering him up to his neck. He lived fifty eight hours. As it was found impos- sible to remove the body, the well was filled in, and thus became his grave. HYPOTH EC‘ATII‘H land, the 1 undergoin school (to: give a de! he prompt by Indies them, You 1:11 sent mi m aha sound to qui( chalk on vaults age of vaults dmas i: from H Edison £8an breed citv i- moan to frequent tails ah they loo asserts ing of ment 0 wealtk 1!: his A Few Some. m An ama rful dish sum mom Rare Epernay, J Th mm USE 16 [maxing bicycle feat is credited aunt in aBritish negiment. Rid- great speed on his wheel across letfielrl, he leaned over, withourt Lting his pace, and lifted a all soldier by the waistband, he threw across his handle-bars rriml Surely into camp. * years ago, when \Vm. E. Glad- :hanced to drop into a. little in aScotch village, the minis- ighzl'ully closed his long prayer 11988 words: “\Ve pray Thee, to bless the Prime Minister of ‘eat nation, who is now worship- der this‘rpof, in the third pgw tel nths. ll Helpmate,â€"Never mind, vo‘H get along, I’ll take sum- th‘ whom yt on over th’e (chine is th‘ heal-teacher \vi “ill be i Exposition ml in several places on the ha monitor VVyandotte, which ntly run into dry dock in Yanks, an ’she said she’d felt t somepiu’ awful wuz goin" FOR EBODIN GS ‘FMS OF INTEREST. umhia has wielded more 11 any river in the world. Its is of salmon have enrich’fid of men, and given employ- muuierabbe people. ad eggs are prepared in Pas- iai. First the eggs ane dried wd to afine powder, which in air-tight cans. Thus a. lions food. is mmmessed lin- iiast possible space. has long been famous for a white asses for which that chief mart. The inhabitants dme Lhe animal’s ears and dunes on a. screen an ex- af objects or soenes many (3 By its use, combined 5912110118, you can see the whom you are holding a. over th‘e wire. This won- ?n0 is the invention of a. Jl~t02wh8r named Sncze- \\iH be first exhibited at. {position of 1900. dye Lhe animal’s ears and ht red, and thus adoer iui(e comical. 3 remedy for sleeplessness like inhabitants of this Sa- da. They confine a snake bamboo and the hissing ted by the reptile is said induce slumber. i‘ranoe, is undermined with ults, hewn out of the solid iich the city is built. These used chiefly for the stor- n One wine house has ,ing an area of 45,000 acres iced is a wealthy Turk seen 3 dinner table. He usually part of the house remote occupied by his connubial partners, and his Compan- nemlly his elder sons, and 1c male friends. committee called upon Mr. ct; his Opinion as to thddie- protecting the edifice with ‘3. He smiling said to 1 means put, on the rods. ’rondence is sometimes abâ€" 'mcope physician, Whose specialty ment of mental ailments, he has found bicycle rid- l; assistance in thla treat.~ :mityf. ‘nphs “'lm-h “'11! Be Found 1' “or”: Reading. a foot and have few you tell y( chemi: throu AS’l‘ RESORT hrough mew wines and hours, imparts to them naturally derived from the very thrifty people. 5 grown ppople of bank accounts, and EXPECTATIONS drop anticipated wheme? anticipate an invention h’alfl thick siste1 urrent going wrong 5 the woman in A man’s meaning is ing courtship and aftex it is expressed in differ The wise man always to cast his lot with EL \enough money to build house thereon. The command to incre ply is a back number. crease, is brought about A girl never acquires a reputation as, a vocalist until she begins to rend- er her songs, \Vhenever a woman reads of a. mnn the divorce court. “‘11 of about udozen boxes Mr. Dixon was as well as ever he had been. To 8. reporter of the Hartland Advertiser, MI. Dixon said he had no doubt his present health was due entirely to the use of Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. and since his recovery he «:ccasionzilly uses a. box to ward off a. possible reoccurr- ence of the trouble. Dr, “'illiams’ Pink Pills oure by making new blood and invigorating the nerves. but you must get the genâ€" uine,always put up in box-3s the wrap- per around which Mars the full trade mark name "Dr. “'illinms’ Pink Pills for Pale People." Do not be persuaded to take any of the numerous pink col- ored imitations which some unscrupu- lous dealers say are "just the same." In case of doubt send direct to Dr. \\"illi:ims' Mediiine 00.. Brockville, Ont.. and the pills will be mailed post paid at 50 cents a. box or six boxes for 2.50 It is than n There’s about the ufacturel‘ began to lezive humâ€"and his sirénégh gradually returned and after using about udozen boxes Mr. Dixon was More People Are- Tortured by Hue Fangs of Rheumatism "than by Any Other (‘nuso â€"Tllere In a I'm-e for It. among British industries. The advoâ€" Gates of a great navy for the protection of England's food supply, however, look somewhat coldly on anything in the direction of increasing the selfâ€"sus- taining capacity of the country, so that the English farmer cannot yet be sure that the present good times will be permanent. But he is content for the. present to feel the ground under his feet again. From the Advertiser, Hartland, nngusn farmer. but it is now expemed that the Lngury by heat and drought to the Russian crops will more than counte‘rbaliance the Indian supply- ’I‘L‘4_ , The harvest prospects in England this year are said to be better than for many years. The hay crop is describ- e‘l as the best on record, both as to quantity and quality. and farmers are preparing to increase their stocks of cattle. The wheat crop, although {variable in some parts, promises well generally. (Ihe area. under cultivaâ€" tion for the present year is estimated at 2,150,000 acres, as against 1,936,396- Lu 1897, and the average yield per acre is expected to be about the same, that is, 29 bushels. This, however. is a. good way below that of 1896, which was 33.63 bushels per acre. The total. yield for 1897 was a. little over 56,250.~ 000 bushels, while that for this year is calculated at about 62,350,000 bushels- The only anxiety is about the price‘ If that now ruling holds, the farmerr will have better results than he has known since 1891; but the fear is that the increased acreage everywhere put un_der wheat in consequence of the high prices of last year may have a pre- judicial effect or. those for the pres- ent crop. The alipwrance of indie. again as a. wheat exporter. it was [ear- ‘uu..... wvrr-J- There is also a. hope that the conditiona of trade between the United States and England may continue such that the American farmers may be induced to hold their crops for good prices. and so maintain the market. F'oz‘. the moment the English farmâ€" blot the moment the English farm- 91" Is in good heart. and is even indulg- lng in anti9i[)af,ions_that_ thg agitatipn c-._ LLA ‘ Bald to be Better Than In Many ed, would injure the 1 English farmer, but, it that the Lngury by he to the Russian crops In matrimonial engagements men we to face thc powder. Life is short. but it only takes two ,conds to fight a. duel. A lale supper embraces such things ‘ which dreams are made. It is better to marry and be boss 1:111 never to have bossed at all. A busmc stscript POINTED PARAGRAPHS. THE ENGLISH HARVEST. A DREADED DISEASE. ss man always reads the )f a woman's letter first. always something crooked rusiness of a corkscrew manâ€" woman read he always w ivhe case wa: aypsarance of Lndia. exporter, t was [ear- the prospects of the I: by divi )1 makes the 15$ (11} kn Years Pn at. mn n w hat 11 xu-