The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-06-07

RAtSOn auu ndTbnHekA or ltT spouse pa- tiently; but his behavior to his son hurt
 her deeply. Several times she fell i'll from fear when the gloomy man in
 nicted some savage punishment for
 small misdeed. Gradually she failed.
 and thus she passed away. still in her
 youth. mourned by the whole country
 around the castle. and leaving Kuno heart-broken. | With her death, the Count turned
 from his son still more He left the lad to a nurse and allowed the castle
 chaplain, Father Joseph, to do as he
 thought best about his training and
 education. After short time he mar rived a year afterward he seemed to forget his hrst-born entirely.
 The lads favorits retreat became the little hut in the forest where dwelled I Dame Feldeheiuer. the old woman who had saved his life. She spoke to him l of his dead mother. and of the good deeds she had done. The castle ser wants warned him against her. saying l that she was nothing less than witch. l but Kuno knew better, for the wise old l chaplain, who was far more learned | than most men of that age, had taught I him that there was no such thing as sorcery. So Kuno knew that the tales ton at night on pitch fork or broom stick to attend the Witches Congress were all Idle inventions.
 | It Is true that the dame could do things that were ineomprehen hensible to | the simple people around her. Kuno often heard the story of her skill in l throwing the pennies back into his fathers open purse. She could also make wonderful ointments and potions | that healed man and beast. But he knew that 1t was not true that she had a weather-pan, with, which, she could call up great tempests when she hung 1t over her fire.
 She taught him a great deal that was useful for man in his fine--remedies for horses and cattle. a potion for the | hydrophobia. a knowledge of the herbs | of the forest and field, wonderful re- cipe for making a bait for fish, and many other arts.
 The twin brothers were lucky enough not to fall from their horses when the Bad Weather of Zoilern took them on their first ride. He considered them
 excellent youngsters after that and taught them all that he knew..
 Tnls was not very much that was good. He could not read or write, and. did not intend that his two fine boys should waste their time oi such uses | less arts, but by the time they were 10 years old, they could swear as fiercely as their noble father and lived with l each other like cat and dog, agreeing only at times when they wanted to l attack Kuno.
 This did not trouble their parents very much. They considered 1t healthy for the lads to fight. One day. how ever servant told the Count that the boys were likely to kill each other if | they kept on, and though he answered as usual, Know it aili RAbbishH' he | decided that he must do something to | prevent murder when they grew up. | AssN n~~~a N4a. Kept recurring to his mind against his will [ We will see how much of your estate will be worth a Zollern horin"-- the words remained in his brain. I Therefore he selected two mountains, which always had seemed to him to be excellent sites for castles. and soon a | fine burg began to rise on the crest of each. One he named Rogue's Burg. af- ter the smaller of the twins, whose many malicious exploits had earned l Tor him the popular name of Little Rogue" It had been his intention to name the other burg Stag-norin Burg, to show his scorn of the prophecy, the Zollern-minded horins being stamped with running stag. Finally, however. he contented himself with naming 1t l stag's Burg. Under these names the ruins of both castles are Identified stiIl.
 It had been in the counts mind ai- | A8MRiL4 beQueath Hohenzollern to him as being | the due of the eldest son. and to leave Rogue's Burg and Stag's Burg to the l twins, but the Countess gave him no | peace till he changed his will. Stupid l Kuno." said she. 'is rich enough through his mothers beauest. Why | should he have this beautiful castle of Hohenzollern with all It's wealth of l province7 Shall my two boys have nothing except two castles with only a forest for territory"
 | At last Bad Weather of Zollern. who never had yielded to anybody yielded l to his wife's constant tears and be- 1 queathed Rogue's Burg to one twin, Zoliern to the other. bequeathing to Kuno Stag's Burg. but adding to 1t the rich town of BalinRen.
 Soon afterward he fell ill., "Know all about itF" he shouted to the doctor | who told him it was serious, Rub bish!" he said to the chaplain who ad- vised him to pray. He swore to his last minute and died as he had lived, a great sinner.
 Before he was buried the Lady of 1 Zollern showed the will to her stepson and told him that he had nothing mora
 to expect in HohenzoIlern. Kuno de- lparted without murmuring against his fathers action, but 1t was with deep
 sorrow that he departed from the place | of his birth where his mother lay buried. Stag's Burg was fine, state ly castle, but he felt sadly alone and 1 sadly homesick.
 One day when the twins had reached their eighteenth year they sat on the | terrace with their mother and saw a tall knight riding toward Hohenzollern | with a retinue of servants and squires. Beautiful mules drew a handsome lit- | ter.
 "why," said the Countess. 'it is our
 stupid Kuno. No doubt he has come to invite us to Stag's Burg. That litter is evidently for me. I never would
 have credited my stupid son with so much politeness. Let us go down and I welcome him. Perhaps he will make l us some pretty gifts. always have
 wanted the gems that his mother left
 behind.'
 "I'n be hanged if I would take present from stupid Kuno," growled the l taller twin, Wolf. "I wish he would
 follow our honored father; then we would inherit Stag's Burg and every thing else. and we would sell you the
 gems cheap, dear lady mother"
 Miserable fellow" exlcaimed the Countess Sell me the jewels? Is
 that your gratitude to me for obtain
 ing Hohenzollern for you? You will give me the jewels, won't you, littIe
 Rogue?"
 '"rhe only thing that Is given away, mother" said the Rogue, laughing. "is
 death. If the Jewels are worth as much
 as a whole castle, as they say. we