Adventure, June 1911 — page 61: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

SIR JOH ATALE OF THE WHITE COMPANY IN ITALY BY MARION POLK ANGELLOTTI SYNOPSIS: Sir John Hawkwood, the famous English mercenary, at the time of this story in the service of Della Scala, Prince of Verona, boldly refuses to kidnap the Prince’s ward and cousin, the Princess Giulia, and allow the Prince to make a pretended rescue for the purpose of furthering his love-suit. Hawkwood and his lieutenant, O’Meara (in love with the Princess’s friend, Francesca di Montalto), fear a treacherous revenge; Hawkwood overhears a plot of the Prince’s favorite, Della Torre, and his wife Violante, to undo him by a false charge of treachery. He attempts to warn Giulia, but she repulses him with scorn for his low birth and riotous life. He forcibly retains her scarf to wear as his colors in battle. Ashamed of his past life and regardless of his own great danger, Sir John forestalls Potrero, the Prince’s henchman, and himself carries off the Princess, her uncle Del Mayno, and Francesca to a deserted castle. Del Mayno is released. Sir John plans to hold the castle against the Prince till aid comes from Florence enabling him to send the Princess to her kinsman, the Duke of Padua. The Princess regards him as a mercenary cut- throat and even attempts to stab him. CHAPTER XVII AN ATTACK FROM WITHIN COULD make shift to hold the place for as long as our scant provisions lasted, unless Prince Antonio came against me with a large force and powerful cannon. And I thought he would not do this until he had wasted time in sending Gianni Potrero, or another troop of the same sort—and every hour gained was an aid to me, since in ten 247 days or thereabouts I might look for succor, from Florence. At intervals I made the rounds of the castle to see that my men were not nodding at their posts. * I found nothing of that sort, but it was plain that a spirit of discord was stirring. When I came on two men together, they were deep in some conference which they broke off with an air half sheepish and half sullen. The meaning of all this was easy to guess. There had been a deal of secret discussion as to why the Prince’s cousin was our prisoner, and some of my troop had come to the con- GCOMmIGDOOKSEEO