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From a Sea QuITs Wine. tn waat rot born amid earth's statnsni oil. A ad drearr din, and nolte of Jangled mirth: Thou haat llred far from all our tears and toll. Oh, brine u back the blesalnr of thy blrthl Bpsak but a llltl of that othrr life, Which knew thee once, wild aa the wind and brine: Bet free our eplrlle, atrallened In their atrlfe. To aweep thoae old unwearying wars of thine. ring- back the gtorloua freedom of thy fflfht, Skimming the erf it of purple wavea afar ta that Illimitable flood of light Which knowa no ataln of toll, no fetter Ing bar. dire ue to know the glory and the wonder Lorn of the flying rack, the gleaming foam. Where mighty blllowa rear their heads and thunder Against the wild black rocka which were thy home. Our hands are tired, our eyes are dim of seeing,' Our eara are dull with nolae of mirth and . moan.- Oh. give us back the beauty of that being Unwearied and unsolled, which waa thine own! Mabel Earle. In Touth'a Companion. '.Copyright. tM. ty D. Appltton & Co. All right reserve!) CHAPTKR VII. Costihced. After a 'ahort delay, which seemed aces to rue, mes-cr the padrone reappeared with the flagon of liurgumly under his arm, and, telzini it" from him, 1 ran buck to the Albizzi Palace, and hurried up the stairs to the room orupied liy Corto. Although I had been aay barely half an hour, that was sufficient tirt.e to make a change for the worse in the sick girl, and I became aware that the end had begun. We tried to force a little of the wine between her lips, but she could not rallow, and now, Instead of lying stili, kept toning her head f.oui side to side. Corte waa undone. He cculd do nothing but stand at the head of the bed, in mute despair, as he watched the parting soul sob its way out. I went towards him. "Shall I send the in tendant forn priest!" If everords changed the countenance of soari, mine did. His eyes fairly blazed with anger. sj?1 be blued out: "No, signore this ii a priest's work pray if you like, but no priest comes here." I had, as' all otl.trtncn have, frequently railed upon Uod, sometimes in idle blas phemy, but neve n an occasion ao serious as this, l'ray if I liked! I had forgotten what real prayer wm. Impelled by a power I could not resist, I knelt down and tried to form somii woids to reach the Most High. Cut they would not come; I could only feel them, and I rose again and took my stand by the dying girl. She btraa to talk now in a rambling man ner, and with that strength which comes at the point of death from somewhere; her voico was clear; but with a metallic ring. It ia not for me to repent the last woida of ene who ia now with her Uod, but 1 gath ered from them n story of trusting love, of infamous wrong and dastardly crime. And Corte sliaok like a rjanch in the wind, as the words came thick and fast from the lips of his dying' child. After awhile she became still once af in. (Jo stilt that we thought she had passed away; but ahe revived on a sadden, and call-id out: "Father I cannot see I am blind stoop down and let me whisper." "I am here, little ono close quite close to you." "Tell him I forgive. You must forgive, W promise." Corte pressed hia lips to her damp fore head, but spoke no word. "It is bright again they are calling me mother! Hold me up I cannot breathe." Corte sank on bis kneea with his head be tween his bands, and passing my arm round tie poor creature I lifted ber up, and the spirit passed. In, the room there was now a silence which waa broken by a heart-rending aob from Corte. He staggered to bis fset with despair on hia face. "She said forgive!" he exclaimed. "Man, you have aeen an angel die. This is the work ef a priest, of a pontiff, of him who calls himself Vicar of Christ 1 Go now, and leave ate with my dead." I took hia ban and pressing it, turned to the door. Aa I kloscd it behind me, I saw Certe bending 0"r the still face of his child, sad tho little dog, throwing up his head, howled piteously. CHAPTER VIII. THMFTATION. t hsd looked ipon death before; I had aeen the plague strike down its victims in an hnnr; I had been in the bell of a sacked town, when men, woJien and children were given to the awotd. On the breach at Arc Bismunden, dead, dying and wounded were piled bremt high, when we stormed our way, through the fog of battle, into Malatcsta'a stronghold. Btiicken down at Ban Miniato, 1 saw, in the dim night, the death hunters at their fearful trade, and heard the dull blows of their daggers, as they murdered some helpless wretch, sometimes for the prize of a tag of gold lace, sometimes for the sheer pleasure of slaughter. Lying unable to move, by good luck concealed in a hollow, amidst grass which stood a yard high, 1 saw a' man killed not ten feet from me. lie rose to his elbow as the fiends approached, and railed for water. Hut it waa not water he tot. How he struggled! He cried for mercy, and I can still see the wretches as they held him down. A foul-looking bag placed her knees on his chest, she looked towards the sky for a moment, aa if invok ing a spirit to a sacrifice, and the moonlight hone on a face that waa hardly human. Then she stooped down, and with a relent less band plunged the knife she held into her victim's throat. Hut all this, which should save bsrdened my heart, did not affect me as the scene I bad just quitted. After all, bat I had paused through waa done when the blood waa high with excitement. Here, however, waa another thing. I had watched the end ol a being beautiful and pure, who wm born to adorn life, and yet what waa her story f Fallen Into the banda of an (near aU dvil, outraged, and then cast forth Mavded, to die like a reptile! It was too kofribUl burely Cod must have slept whilst Jbla was dona. Surely the after life ought to V - . I I , ... . t ym vu wr, ui an inverse proportion to ner , ttsTarisfs w Wrtb. Uut why toy such In- -fitriion on one to bxIplm?Myrtmofrnyi tcries, and I cannot solve it. And yet she was able to forgive. At tho las she could condone. What were my wrongs to those rhe had endured? After all I had health, strength, and the world was wide. Why waste my time in running after the morbid shadow of revenge? If I cot it, would it sat isfy? Would it heal my wounds? Thinking In this way, 1 called to mind a sermon ol the Trior of tit. Mnrk'e-I heard when last in llorcnce. I came In the suite of I'anlo VI trill ag C'itta del Caitcllo, and nt the time Savonarola had left the Duomo, nnd was preaching at St. Mark's. His subject was forgiveness, and his text, "Vengeance is mine, sailh the Lord," came liack to me with a virid force. I rote from my seat and paced the room, my whole soul wns on the cross; I had all but resolved to forego my H heme of revenge, when 1 heard a knock at the door. At first I did not answer, but it was repeated. "Conic in," I cried, and Cecl entered. the state in which 1 was, I had half a mind to bid him brsone there and then, and only controlled myself with an effort. I could cc, however, that, in his way, he had formed a friendly feeling towards me, nnd, remem bering my plans, forced myself to greet him with .civility, and offering him n scat In-gnn the conversation. "That was a strange finish to the (Ion falonicrc's speech," I said, in allusion to thu death of the man at the hands of the moli. "He na a fool, and deserved to die." "Do you know his name?" Ceci hesitated for a moment, and I saw he was lying when he said .No. "I gather," 1 added, "that you are of the Iligi, the party that favors the letum of the Medici." "Signore, I spoke words in my excitement that may well be buried. An old tnncur like mine should have known to be still; but it is not that I have come to speak of. Do you know we have a death in the house? "'I hat would be no new thing to you." "True," he said, stroking his white IxNird, "they die here like rats in their holes. "1 suppose so; but as a matter of fact I did know there was a death, and a very sad one. I know Mathew Corte, but how have )ou found out so soon? "It is nitntiii. I rnme.luirL lint n fetrmin utes ago, and although it was late, thought I might call for the rent of the room Corte ocupies, as he has not paid anytliiiuns vet When 1 came in, Corte simply pointed to the loly or Ins daughter, that was all the reply I cot. She was very ill when she cime: I wonder indeed she lived so leng. Of course. 1 did not press him, and if it is a loss, Mei-er Xobili is rich enough to bear this. Hut it is dreadful the way these people owe. I winced n little, thinking of my own di minished purse, and Lcci continued: 1 thought I would come nnd sec you as 1 went down. It is on my way. The body must It removed to-morrow. "You will find some difficulty in persuad ing him to give it a Christian burial." "How! Is hea heretic, or n pagan if so!" "I did not My that. I lielieve the inu, to be mad. "I will see him to-morrow," said CecL think he will yield to reason. Poor child!" He went out, and down the stairs with the step of a young man, and I marveled at the contradictory nature, which could show thr kindness it had towards affliction, and at the same time coldly plan to remove a fe'Iow creature from the world, as one removes a hud from a tree, with a touch of the knife, llul Ceci's words had also reminded me again of Corte's need. I stood at the door listen ing until his footsteps died away, and knew he was gone for the night. Then I pulled out my purse, and looked at its contents; there were two gold crowns left, and a few Pauls. I hesitated for a little, but the need of the man upstairs was greater than mine. Drawing off my boots so that there might be no sound, I stole up softly, like a thief, anil gained the landing of Corte's room. Thu door was partly open, and 1 stood before it for a short while, half afraid to enter. Plucking up heart, I crept in gently. The dead girl lay with her hands crossed on her bosom, still as if cut out of marble, and on her face was fixed a sad little smile. Corte sat on a stool near tho table; his head was buried between his L&uus, and he ha given way to silent despair. The dog lav usleep in a corner. I meant to have proffered the gold I had with me, as a loan to Corte, but I did not dare to address mm in bis grief, So placing the coins quietly on the table in such a manner that when bo raised his beau he must ree them) I withdrew as noiselessly as I came, and reached my room without at tracting any attention. It waa not until tho small hours of the morning that I sought my couch, for my mind kept working on the thoughta which agitated me after witnessing the death of Corte's daughter. At tho same time, I was able to see that this considera tion of the suffering of others was of the greatest benefit to me. It took mc out of mvself. It showed me that my own were not the only sorrows in the world, and that there might yet be others who had reached a deep of misery as far below that of Corte as his was below mine. This led me on to consider my own position, and I began to think there was some mysterious ovvcr that was preventing mo carrying out my plan of reprisal against D'Kntrangucs. I had come to Florence red-hot on his track. At our very first meeting he had won tho hazard, and the long illness that followed gave him chance to put n distance between us; then my resources diminished whilst yet nothing was done; then came tho doubts as to whether I was justified in my action; and finally, and not least, there was in men haunting desire to see Angiola, as I called her to myself, once again. I was pulled by different strings. J here was what I railed conscience, urging me to give up my chcmcs of revenge; there was the wild animal in me, telling me to go on; there was a feeling to wards a woman, which I had honestly never experienced before, which, despite my strug gles against its aparently hopeless folly, was entirely overmastering me, until I did not know which way to turn, and to escape from it all decided to leave Florence at once, and then altered my mind again, when 1 thought of the plot I wished to thwart, and determined to make a last effort to do this, and, if possible, to see Angiola once more before I left. At last I went to sleep, waking very lute in tho morning. Bo sound waa my slumber that when I awoke I thought at first that the events of the night were nothing moie than a dream; but they soon forced themselves on me in their real ity.and the fact was emphasized by the sight of the odd pauls, which wcro now my all, lying on the table, I gathered these up, and proceeded in search of Ceci to ask if he had made any arrangements for the burial; but he was nowhere to bo found, and, as I could not bring myself to sea Corto then, I rc solved ta breakfast on fresh air, a diet which, however wholesome, was, I found, certainly not satisfying. 1 went to the Oricellari (Jar dens, which were at that time the property of the Itucellai. Here, within the city walls, one found a forest, and under tho shadoof the huge trees a more miserable being than myself could have spent pleasant hours, and perhaps gained contentment of mind by ob serving the beauties of nature. It waa here that, after the death of II Magnifico, the l'httonio Academy moved -its sittings. Hut the gentlemen who composed it discussed tbelr philosoji'u willt good i'nntr, tod even the unfortunate who wishes to gain peace of mind in sylvan shades should have a full belt. This fact obtruded itself more rind more strongly on me, nnd I could obtain little relief by the expedient of tightening my avvordbclt by a hole or so. Therefore, in despair, I left the bruutlciof nature tolcso good as to look after themselves, and dis bursed a half paid in something to eat, after w hich 1 felt able tn face the prospect of fu ture starvation with a more serene mind. I passed tho day quietly, nnd in the after noon IVci came to tell me all was ready for the burial. He gave me to understand that Carte had listened to reason in the matter of a priest, although I never knew what ar guments he had used to effect this. The funeral was much as other pauper burials, and when it was over wo walked lack to gether. On our return a man accoatod Ccei, who, he said, was his nephew, and they went off together on some business. Had I only known what I was tn lie Indebted to this gentleman for, shortly, I should have observed him with greater attention. As it happened 1 gave him but n imssitn glance, catching a climpno of a paleface, with strong, clear-cut features, nnd keen, bright eyes. Corte and 1 were now alone, and, rcsecting his grief, 1 said no word, nor did he seak, ns we threaded our way lck. Near St. Mark's, Corte suddenly seized my hand, raised it to his hps, and then, turning, lied down a side street and was lost to view. I attempted to follow, fearing that sorrow hud totally unhinged his mind, already n little oil its balance, and that he would come to injury. My attempt, however, was without avail, and I returned home to dis prove the proverb which falsely says that he who sleeps dines. The next day I was again favored with a visit from Ceci, and after some allu-iun to the funeral, he once more broached the suIh jeet on which he had sounded me before, ami asked for a definite reply. I Kavc it to linn without hesitation, "Meer Ceci," I said, "whatever my con dition nny lc, jounre in error if jou think I nm n bravo. In short, your proposal is an insult, and you owe it to my consideration fir your years that I do not tiing you ont of the room. I have promised you secrecy, nnd therefore cannot do as I would, and that is, lay the matter before the Signory; but I tell jou plainly that if I can 1 will upset your plan, and now you had better leave mr." I hail by this thrown everything into the fire; but it was not possible to control my self longer. AsforCcci, bes.it for a moment, his rye Marilig out of his head with race, and ins white heard fairly bristling. He ni"" from hi sent. "& ti,!nor' Donati, this is jour nnsr-rr, t it? Look to )ourself, mint noble excel lency, for those I servo have lon reach. 1 here is, however, another thing we have to settle before 1 ko. 1 shall be obliged by your paying me the sum of three crowns for rent, and other services due to the excellent Messer Nobili." I was overcome with shame, for I had not tho money. "You c.i n lake this furniture," I said, "it will pay my dues." Ceci smiled grimly. "1 do not with tn be hard on you, and you know the punishment for debt. Z will Placing lbs comaqulstlr on the tabls. take the furniture back for two pieces, al though it haa deteriorated by wear and tear to the value of a llorin, and you still owe me one piece. See, signore," ami he suddenly changed lua tone, ockct your pride, as many n better man than you has done to fill his purse. It is but a stroke of your sword we want, and here are ten gold crowns. 'Ilcgone! I cried, in a rage, and starting up laid my hand on my sword. Ceci instant ly drew a dagger from his girdle and faced me with the hijhest courage. We stood lie fore each other for a second, and then with laugh he put back his jioniard. "I will give you time, he said. "A whole week- and now leave you to tool. Adieu, most noble excellency! CHAPTKIt IX. THE MAnZOCCO INN. I tried every available means I could think of to obtain employment, to no avail, and, in the intervals of my fruitlcmi search for work, haunted the streets and gardens, with the hope of obtaining another glimpse of An giola, but without success. Inch by inch my resource diminished, until they be- became so small that a blind beggar would have hardly thanked me for the gift of them. I lived in constant dread of Ceci re- apjiearing to demand the sum I owed for my rcut, but he did not come. Ilo was evi dently giving me time, starving mc out t surrender to his terms. I Used to sec him as 1 went in nnd out, sitting in his officulikeu spider, )ct ho never even lifted his head as 1 passed. 1 hated, almost feared, going by that door. Ilittctly did I regret not having left Florence when I was able. It wns now impossible to do so, unless as a defaulter, anil tho weight of my paltry debt oppressed me. as if a cannon ball were slung uiound my nctk, I could not leave until I paid it, und of doing this there u-cincd no prospect. 1 had pnrtcd with my douk for money to buy food, but tho laat copvcr of that was gone. mid I was now penniless. I'or two days 1 had not eaten anything but a morsel of bread, and on the moniing of tho tliiid day 1 roto desperate with hunger, and prepared to go to any lengths to satisfy it. 1 ate my ktlf iKtciin and made another attempt to sco 1.A Palisse, but whs denied admittance, and when I came baik I actually hesitated before the door of IV a office, and almost made up my mind to vicld, and say I would do his business for him. It required an ef foit, so low had 1 sunk, to rouse my pride, At last it flared up, and, with a iheck hot at my weakness, I sought my chamber and there passed tho day. Tho pigeons that lived under tho wives opposite my window, and to whoso soft cooing I so often listened with pleasure Kfuie, now aroused other thoughts within me. If 1 could only lure one within .reach! Dut it was Impossible, and I gUreii at them, v they fiutlutd and flirted with rsrh other, wllh the boner; ryes of a rat balked of her prey. At last I enve it up and with a curse flung myself on my bed. Fool that I waal Kive-and thirty years should have brought me wisdom. I hid stayed on in Florence, allowed my chances ol revenge to get more distant, in tact, rracnni a stage of mind when I waa doubtful if I could rightly exact vengeance, drifted into nbject poverty, and, wot so than that, was continually thinking of a woiran, who, when I had rendered ber a service, treated me with contempt, who had no doubt forgotten mc by this time, amidst her duties, if she had nny, nnd her pleasures, of which I doubt not she had store. So the evening came amid't my reflections nnd sclf-reptoaches, and, it being dusk, I decided to go forth again, and anateh a purse, if necenary, to obtain food. As I rose an impulse I could not control made me unfasten my monry-Mt, and search if by chanro there waa a coin within it. Of course there was nut a brown copier. 1'ut my lingers, in running up the belt, touched something hard, and 1 pulled forth. attached to its tag of red riblxui, my rna .)( Ht. Limit, which, it will le remem bered, I had placed therein for safety tho ni;!it I was imprisoned in the ilia Accolli I had clean forgot it in my troubles, nnd now it lay in my open palm, with the diamonds in it winking in my face. My whole frame trembled with excitement. Here was the means of freeing myself from debt at time. and of obtaining funds to quit Florence, nay, l'.tiropc. At the lowest computation its worth could not have Ix-eu less than forty crowns, and this at pre-cnt waa wraith to mc. What with the effects of the want of food, nnd Jlie sudden discovery of the ro, 1 begnn to feel weak all over, and, Hinging the Imilsc on the table, sank dnnn Into a chair liefuro it to comoso mjsclf. The oom was almost dark, and I sat staring at the jewels and at the dismonds on it, which sparkled through the gloom. That little trinket was linked with the one great event ef my life. All the at came vividly li-fi rr my excited brain. 1 was again in that dis eratc retreat of Charles of Frame up tut valley of the 'lam, with the army of the league in full cry IkIiiiiiI us. The old lw Trcvulzio commanded the rear guard, dis puted every inch of the road, and now nnd again stood boldy at luy, and gave a taste of his tusks to the duke of Itari, and the fins ccntlcmcn of Venice. It was at this moment that liodcngo (Sonsaga made his dash ftr the height above the junction of the Cena nnd theTaro, Trcvulrio saw the movement ; h waa powerless to help, and knew- that if It succccdid all was lost. All the tune I was ul his hndle hand. "Knle for jour life," he said, "and tell tin king that." lie Hiuteil to the black linn of the infantry of Spain moving towards the heights. I was off at mice, waitins uo sec ond bidding. TO Zin CONTINUED. KISSED BY BISMARCK An Inlerrallnar .Irriinnt nr Ihr Way Is AVhlrh the Iron C'tinneellnr Hundred n Veteran. 1 had reached Ilnmburjr nfter n most disagreeable trip ncross the Atlantln Incessant storms at ken have bud cf feet tijvou the ordinary mortal. When, during elfiht da-a, one has seen trunks nnd bags pliiylnf hlde-nnd-srck ith one nnother, and everything; fnn a nponp;e to n coat jumping Imnglnnry hurdles In a steamer atateroom. Urn blissful steadiness of n hotel on laaci. Invites to rejiohe. I wns, therefore, not nt nil Impressed by the over-7eulous. gold-laced jiortler of n large Hamburg hotel, who evidently thought that I Hud arrived that Saturday rvcnlng fnm America for the exjire.sn purposa of isltlng Hismnrck next dny.- "Mister must visit Frledrlclisrnh zf kSunilny morning." I told him "MIsIt" wns tired, nnd did not care wiictlierllm pope or the czar lived next door mid "had" to lie seen: what "Miater" wanted wna aleep good, honeat, straightfor ward sleep, not the Imitation slumber which wna the nearest that eould bo found while afloat on a tossing ocean tteamer. The poor portlcr was aurprised, non plussed; but Jic had his revenge when, the next morning (Sunday), I rang my bell at seven o'clock, and Inquired uf tct the timetable to Frlcdriclmruti. "Ah. It would bo difficult very dlffl cult for mister to nee Illsmarck. Th. Rhenish provinces would have the diij nnd the reception." As t-oon na I heard that it would bs difficult, my mind was lmmcdlntr.lv made up; I would certuluty go. Nature him blrascd many of uswttik that doubtful quality which In the ver nacular wo describe by "pig-headed-nesa." What we cannot get we vvnnt, mid what Ilea ready before uh we dih dnln. An ripple or n pencil gnlnciKbj the scnllngof n lofty orchnrd wall will, wo imagine, tastu sweeter than llin fruit to which n pleasant path has lid. An old vnrrlagu with n hungry-looking homo took ma to the Million, and hoon I was cooped up In one of the little railroad compurtmentH, Hpeedlnj toward tho Meccn of (Icrmnny. Two distinguished-looking gentle men fcat near me. One, n wliitc-linlred giant, n veteran who lind heard bullet whistle nt Sedan, na I (llu-ovcrcd Inter on, carried n wnr medal wrapped In a piece of uewspnper In bin pocket. In spite of hia modesty, he afterward re ceived n hearty hand alinke from III marck. Tho other, n no less Imposing looking man, n t reus are In bin way, for he wns one of the very few I have mel on my travela who spoke enthusiastical ly of New York nnd Chicago, wai kissed by HlMiiarcM lloth.on their re turn, were delighted; for tho honor ol hand bhnke or an embrace Is reserved for comparatively few. Frederick W Wcndt, In St. Nicholas. 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Tits so isUillala elilmti lflttiS""4 l.srstiiirs ef 11 tni ln itnwt Is lbs wer!4. Yrnrdi1ribttil4ki them-If st. U1tes4-on a r.lron tetstptof rrtre. Sisis klail of llbr ! nJ -M4ih sl'la or ess to. f'slslosua II rrrv. 1 MT. L 00UGLA1 IHOI CO.. Brscktsa. Mill. IllIAlirill OK THIS 1'APItH hkmiiii.no to hi r anttiii.no AllVKIirtSKII IN ITS COIXXNS tfVM I. II INSIST I IUN IIAVI.NO WHAT TIICY ASK Vlt. ItKlTMN'J AIXrLlnnTUTRlOH IMITATIONS. Barters ink aUakrs niiUlon think. r I I OtMufiriiftldajf iusorir.iUMi uri .srt lutu-Tcr irUl boult, ir4ti fi. ! It II kU.tK.M-. Wl Arch BUI-LI.-, riw AFTER Uiltf CttictraOaari. '9' SUCCESSFUL SHOOTERS SHOOT WINCHESTER Rifles, Repeating Shotguns, Ammunition and Loaded Shotgun Shells. Winchester guns and ammunition are the standard of the world, but they do not cost any more than poorer makes. All reliable dealers sell Winchester goods. FREE : Send name and address on a postal for 150 pae Illustrated Catalosue describing all (lie guns and atrmunltlon made by tho WINCHESTER REPEATING ARMS CO., 180 WINCHESTER AVE., NEW HAVEN, COM.