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In the “good old times," which, thank Heaven, by the way, we shall never see again, favored mortals were supposed to have been guided by spirits, which, when the fav- ored mortals were thinking of setâ€" ting out on adventures, whispered, “Go thou!” or “Do not go!” If Lord Norman had been in pos- session of such a guiding spirit it would certainly have whispered in his ear, on the morning of the Scar- fross expedition, “Do not go 1” Deerstalking had been a passion 1w him, and there was no one whose knowledge of the sport was greater than his, no one whose eyes were keener, or whose physical en- durance was gr-eater._ As it was, though he had no preâ€" sentmean of coming evil, and the plot which had been laid for the destruction of this happiness, he was not fiery keep _on the outing. Sir Joseph had organized the exâ€" pedition for weeks past; and then again, there was the personage who particularly desired Lord Norman’s company. But on thig occasion he would rather have remained at Ballyfloe, and spent the two daysfiwibh Florris. The party started in the early morning, on horseback, attended by a few favored Highland servants who were experts in stalking, and everybody who knew anything of the sport declared that the pros- pects were first-rate, and that the sturdy Scotch ponies would soon return laden with the royal game. To Back out of the'affair was for him, however, an impossibility. Lord Norman, who had been ra- ther silent during the long ride, grew more cheerful after dinner. and when the cigars were alight vouc'hsafed to relate some of his ex- periences in deerstalking, and to be generally amusing. THey gathered round the fire, chatting, until eleven, then, by mutual consent, vyenfi off to be_1._ As the accommodation was strictâ€" ly limited, two men had to sleep in a, room, and Lord Norman found that his companion chanced to be a young fellow fresh from college, who was an intense admirer of his and who, in fact, had begged and prayed Sir Joseph to arrange taha'm The boyâ€"he was very little more â€"â€"had stolen up a short time be- fore the general withdrawal, and had seen that a good fire was burnâ€" ing, and had, with his own hands, made the rough apartment as ship- shape as it could be made by th‘, arrangement of rugs and shaWIS, choosing for himself the smallyst lied, and in every way he COLL‘d think of studying his hero’s coin- fort; feeling that if he could gain Lord Norman's permission to be near him on the eventful morrow, he should be amply l‘ewetzded; he should share Lord Novrman's room. “Well, Harry,” said Lord Bruce, looking round, “you haven’t forgotten your old fagging days. “You have made the room quite homelike! What a splendid fire! The worst of it is one is always tempted to sit up and keep it com- pany. Do you mind if I have a. (34i- gar? _Say so, if you do.” u 17 p,” Dw‘L‘MiHJU‘.”VVVs’ai7d yLord Harry, fer- vently. “I’ll have one, too, if I shan’t be disturbing you by sitting up-7’ - -- c v 1 m1 I flyA "yI-Jord Norman laughed. The boy’s devotion pleased him1 nu -Lw;.a . “I shan’t sleep for thinking of it 1” said Lord Harryâ€"he had come into his title a. few months back. “Oh, by the way, Norman, would you mind my going with you in- stead of one of the others? I know it is a grgat favor I_am asking, and “Here, take one of these,” he said, giving his case. “We mustn’t sit- up long, though. We start alâ€" most at daybreak, and it will be hard work and no rest toâ€"morrow, Harryz” . ..... P u, v. a, V" l shan’t be too much cut up if you refuse,” he went on eagerly; “but if you say ‘yes,’ I’ll promise to do exactly as you tell me. and not make a. nuisance of myself.” Lord Norman nodded. “I shall be very glad to have you, Harry,” he said, little guessing what would come of the boy’s re- quest. “And I’m sure you will be anything but a nuisance.:’ ....|, .V,, Lord'Harry expressed his gratiâ€" tude, quietly; he knew his hero disliked any fuss. and the two drew near the fire and snmked and talked; that is, Lord Norman Fighting Life’s Battle; CHAPTER XIX. 0R. LADY BLANCIIE’S BITTER PUNISHMENT talked and the boy listened with reverent ears and closely-riveted attention. “Deercrawling it might be called, instead of deerstalking,” he said, for we shall literally have to crawl and drag ours-elves over the ground once the game is spotted.” i‘r‘i shalluwatch y-ofi, Norman, and do exactly as I see you do,” sald Lord Harry, earnestly. Lord Harry got up at once w1tn the obedience of a private to his ofiiecr, and went to bed, but Lord Norman sat and watched the fire for a long time before he retired. It was a noisy breakfast next morning; most of the men taking their coffee and broiled ham and eggs standing, and as the sun rose from behind the hills, they set out. themselves on foot, the gillies bringing up the rear with the hOE'S es, Lord Norman told him exactly what he would have to do on the morrow, impressing upon him how necessary it would be to maintam perfect silence, and to guard against his being seen by the deer. “And luck standing by us, we wfil give a good account of ourselves: And now we had better turn in, 1 think.” As he had promised, Lord Nar- man chose Harry for his companâ€" ion, and, accompanied by Donald, they took the line allotted to them. and commenced the day’s work in a glow of pleasant excitement. The country was as familiar to Donald as Fleet street was to Dr Johnson, and with the cunning of a Red Indian, he guided thbm to the most likely spot for the bg game. u In silence the men crept from sheltering rock to sheltering rock, Donald’s keen eyes always on the lookout for the visxon of a. pair of antlers between them and the blue The eyes of the three men were glued on the approaching monarch of the glen, their heart-s beating so fast that the boy fancied the stag must hear them and take flight. .v. ‘ There was a moment of awful suspense for the silent watchers; then the stag, appearing reassured, moved slightly round, still advanc- ing. sky: About noon, as they were lying hidden in a little hollow with their guns in their hands, Donald made a slight motion with his hand, and presently a. stag moved from beâ€" hind the hills in front of them and came proudly into the valley. Harry, watching his hero, saw him press himself, as it were, into the ground, and followed his ex- ample. Slowly, haughtily, the beautiful creature advanced, then, while still out, of range, turned and threw up its head, as if scentng the air. The moment he came within range Norman turned his eyes on Harry, and formed the word “fire” with his lips. The boy hesitaied; it was too gegeroqs q, sacrific-e._ He looked at Lord Norman questioningly; then seeing that he might accept the offer, took aim, andâ€"missed. Donald growled; but at the same instant Lord Norman fired, and the stag leaped into the air and fell prone 011. its side: I Now it does not follow that beâ€" cause a stag? fiallsAhg is dead! Donald and Lord Norman, know- ing the danger, shouted warningly; but Lord Harry, misunderstanding them, kept on his way and had reached the stag, when it, sprang to its feet then and charged full at him. Lord Harry, with a boy’s enthu- s1as=m, sprang to his feet with a tri- umphant, shout, and dashed to- ward it. A11 would have been over with him had he not fortunately caught his foot in the heather and slip- ped at, the moment the stag would have reached him. and instead of striking him the bets went over his prostrate; form._ There was one confused mingling d mam and stagâ€"«an awful crash- It was an awful sight. The beast looked monstrous in its savage fury, and the boy seemed para- lyzed. J In an instant it turned to renew the attack, but. by this time Lord Norman had come up, and stand- ing over the boy, raised his gun by the st-ock to’ strike the animal. ing sound, as of broken bones, and Lord Norman went down as if fell- ed by a tree. Then, and not till then, dared Donald venture to fire and bring the great beast down, and it- fell without a. groan, and dead thls time, right; across Lord Norman’s body. It all happen-ed in so short a space of time that the poor boy stood staring with white face and staring eyes, scarcely realizing the consequences of his inexperience. Donald, with savage Higland im- precations, dragged the stag from the prostrate form of Lord Nor- man, and raised his head, and Lord Harry fell on his knees beside him. “Oh, what have I done â€" what have I done?” he cried. “Is he dead, Donald? Oh! Donald, Don» aidâ€"what shall we do now ’1” “Hand your tongue, and give me the fluask, men!” said Donald, savagely: “If the laird be dead, he’s give his life for ye, that’s sure enough; the beastie would have killed thee. Unloose his nerckcloth and run to the brook we passed for some water. Get it in your cap. And shout wi’ all ye strength as ya go.” Poor Lord Harry bounded off, shouting at the top of his voice; but the hills seemed to echo his cry for help with infiinite mockery. When he came bark Lord Norman was still unconscious. His face and breast were covered with blood, flowing from wounds in his head and neck, and Donald could not give any opinion as to the extent of his injuries. Neither the water nor the brandy would restore Lord Norman to consciousness, and for the first time In his life the sturdy old Highlan- der looked at a loss. “No, no, he’s not dead, men,” he said, in reply to Lord Harry’s frenzied inquiries; “but I’d like to se him come to! Climb yonder hill there, and fire your gun, and shout; may be some of the party will be ne'ar and come over and help us.” Lord Harry snatched up his gun and tore off, and Donald washed the wounds as well as he could wit-h the little water he had, and forced lsome brandy through the clinched ips. The stag had struck a, ferocious blowâ€"his last in this lifeâ€"and the antlers had broken Lord Norman’s skull, and cut his neck and breast to a, fearful extent. The thick coat was slashed and torn as if it hag been divided by a keen-edged knife. Present-1y, while Donald was eyeâ€" ing the stalwart frame and won- dering whether it would be posâ€" sible for him to carry it any dis- tance, he heard the voices of men shouting from behind the hill, and in a few moments Lord Harry re- tulerQd at full speed.” » The approaching figure proved to be Sir Joseph and a. servant with a pony. Sir Joseph’s distress at sight of the unconscious, bleeding figure of Lord Norman was almost as great as Lord Harry’s; but there was no time lost in idle bewaillng: “They are coming!” he panteu. “Thank Heaven, they are coming! Oh, Donald, what shall I do? Some more water!” and off he ran again. They could only go at a walking pace, and the way seemed interâ€" minable, but at last they reached the hut, and Lord Norman was carried into the room which last night he had paced with presentiâ€" Ir.ents of coming ill thick upon him. Carefully and tenderly they lifted the wounded man and placed him across the pony, Donald and Sir Joseph supporting him in as easy a. position as possible, and the mournful ’corteg‘e then started for the hut. One of the men was despatcheol on the flee-test horse to Ballyfloe for medical assistanceâ€"fortunately there happened to be a young doc- tor among the guestsâ€"and Lord Norman was carefully undressed and his wounds bound and attend- ed to. Toward evening he recovered conscmusness. Opening his eyes. the fixed them on Sir Joseph, who stood beside him, with a. troubled expression, and his lips moved. Sir Joseph bent down and caught the word. , I “Floris!” He understood in a. moment. “It is all right, my dear Norman. I have sent to Ballyfioe, of course, but my man is intelligent and will not alarm Miss Carlisle.” Lord Norman panted forth a sigh of relief, then his brow knit as if he were striving to remember someâ€" thing, and he murmured: “Harry !” The boy had implored them to allow him to remain in the room, and Sir Joseph beckoned him for- ward. “He is all safe 1” he said. Lord Norman smiled. as the boy fell on his knees beside the bed, and gently stretched out his hand, which poor Lord Harry seized and prggsed migerably. These efforts, slight as they were, prov-ed too great, and Lord Norman instantly relapsed into un- consciousness. So there he lay, helpless in mind and body, while Florisâ€"hundreds of miles awayâ€"was by her mother’s bedside, and separated from him, alais! by [nor " "*1 miles. Certainly ,nance had favorâ€" ed Lady Blanche. and~“the wick~ 0d were flourishing!” The silo is no longer an experi- ment, as all those who have fed silage properly will agree. The round silo, whether the same is made of wood, metal, concrete or brick, has overcome many of the difficulties which were encounter ed in keeping silage in the old-fash- ioned or square silo. The present form of the silo is probably as per- feet a form as will ever be devised. Thus, in selecting a silo the main point at issue is the cost. There is now no longer any doubt; as to the right method of filling the silo. With the perfecâ€" tion of silo-filling machinery many of the troubles attending this opâ€" eration in the past: have disappearâ€" If a long spout is hung from the end of the conveyer so that the silage falls in the centre of the silo i4 8. large pile and the surface of the silage next the wall of the silo is kept tramped, and water added as necessary, there will be no danger of the same spoiling. The question as to how mature corn should be before using for silage is much less in dispute than it used to be. Now it is generally accepted that the best silage is made from corn that is quite mature. If a dent vaâ€" riety, the dent in the kernel should commence to show. A good many of the unsatisfactory results in storing silage in the past have un- doubtedly been due to the use of corn that was too green. An ar- gument which we might mention in favor of siIage in addition to those which we have already mentionea in the present high cost of feeds: “Ho §¢ ¢+§§¢§+§§v¢9 ¢++ Q‘O‘HH‘+++++¢ o¢+++++oo+i FILLING THE ISILO. All grains and feeds of all kinds are higher in price than they have been in the past and the prospects are that they will continue to be high for some time. There is no way that we know of to supplement high priced grain in dairy feeding except by the use of silage. We, therefore, believe that every dairy- man, and every farmer who has young cattle on his hands, can well afford to consider the silo as a- valâ€" uable adjunct in his feeding opera- tions. Never compel a horse, much less .1 growing colt, to stand day in and day out on a hard, dry floor, with- out exercise. Arrange to have two sheep pas- tures so that the flock can be changed from one to the other each week. The sheep relish a. fresh, clean pasture. If you can do no better, put a fence through the old one. The task of training a colt re- quires patience. Lessons must be repeated time after time in order to make sure that; the colt is learn- ing and that he does not forget. It; is a Wise precaution to hitch the c-olt with an older horse that has a. good gait. The colt is thus apt to acquire af like sa‘gep. Much has been said of the utility of birds as insect scavengers, but there are no better insect destroy- ers to be found among all the fea- thered tribes than domestic poul- tIy. The farms where hens and turkeys are allowed free range, are invariably found remarkably ex- empt from harmful insects. The free range of the place is not only the best way to derive the most benefit from fowls, but it insures the greatest; exemption from most of the large ins-cots, such as grass- hoppers, cutworms, cabbage and eornworms, and nearly all large larvae and grubs that infest the crops. The best way to dispose of bones of all kinds is to grind them. The finer they are ground, the soonvr they become available to the plant. If they are treated with sulphuric acid they are almOst immediately usable by the plant‘as food. A good dpal is said about cover crops just now. and many kmds are recommended, but most writ- About the Farm LIVE STOCK NOTES. (To be wfltinued.) FARM NOTES. era make the same mistake f.arm-. ners do in growing soiling crop3,. i.e., thinking plants will grow large on poor soil. It does not pay to buy high-priced cow peas, crimson clover, Canada peas or red clover 10 sow on land so poor that it will not yield a. load ’00- the acre. On the bleak northwest coast of Prince Albert Land Capt. William Mogg of the whaling schooner Olga. has just found men who in spite of the hundreds of Arctic expedi- tions that have swept through the north had never seen white man before, and who gazed upon the white skinned strangers with the same awe with which Columbus was greeted on San Salvador over 400 years‘ ago. It is only in the last five years that whalveships have ventured int-o the waters that wish these distant shores. When the Whalers did venâ€" ture there they little expected to find any-evidences of human habiâ€" tation. To their surprise they found abandoned food caches. de- serted camping grounds and other Signs of recent habitation. 7 An essential feature in plowing is that the broken connection of the inverted furrow-slice with the subsoil will soon be repaired. It is well known that the moisture in the soil comes to the surface by means of a natural law called capil- lury attraction. The same process may be observed in a sponge where a. part of it is in water, or where a. bit of blotting paper is used to take up spilled ink. Strawy ma- nure plowed under will in a dry xeason hinder the re-uniting of top and bottom soil, and the capilllary attraction remaining broken, mois- ture is’deni'ed to the growing crop, and the season, or the manure, or Providence is blamed. Strange Tribe of Eskimos Found by Whalers in the Arctic. As they saw no people they naâ€" turally inferred that the country was being used'as a summer hunt- ing ground by natives from the Canadian main-land far to the south. These natives professed ig- norance of, such hunting grounds: The old men were Eskimos and; spoke the regular Eskimo language; with onlly slight variations. Th-eyi said that they had never seen white; men before, and were so much; afraid of them that they could not; he coaxed on board the vessel. They‘ knew nothing about cereal foods; or flour, and when offered pilobf bread laughed at it as an article, of human food. The puzzle was not solved until last July, when the Olga in her. northern cruise sighted human forms on a hill several miles inâ€" land. These forms proved .to be old men who were advancing to- ward the shore where the ship lay at anchor. As they approached it was seen that they carried no weapons whatever and walked with arms extended as a sign of peace~ fail inclinations. They said that they lived on seals, bears, whales, caribou and feathered game, which they killed with bows and arrows and spears or captured in snares and curious: ly contrived traps. They knew no- thing about the fur trade and said that the skins were always out up with the meet and divided among the hunters engaged in making the kill. They were neatly dressed in furs and appeared to be well fed and perfectly happy. When whale ships first appearcd cn the horizon a panic seized the people and they fled inland. Each year they had fled, leaving as little as possible to attract the attenâ€" tion of the newcomers. As they! lay concealed behind the ridges they listened in breathless terror to the crashing of the bomb guns used by the Whalers. At last curiosity got the better of them and they decided to find out the why and wherefore of it all. A council was called and it; was decided lto send messengers out; to the next .ship that cam. The old men volunteered to go becausa they said that if the stranger-s killed them it would not matter so much. These rude ambassadors said t11at.they had many people inland, but refused to tell Where they were. They had never seen guns before and were very suspicious of men who would be guilty of carry ing such weapons. When vessels first appeared ofl Banks Land, half a. century ago!5 the natives acted in a very similar way and showed a superstition; dread of coming into contact with white men. Marieâ€"4‘1 think Choliic is a do: lightfnl dancor; he’s so light on his feeti” Lillianâ€"“When you’re better acquainted with Chollie, you’ll discover that he’s light, at both end-s. NEVER SEEN WHITE MEN.