Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1854-01-13


ings she had not before experienced. She
had learned, witha heart throbbing with pride,
of her husbands victories and his glory; and
she now hoped to gain the affection of the
hero, and to be able to offer in words the
sympathy her heart felt so deeply. She
longed to be to him all that he was to her,
forgetting in her inexperience poor child,
that the love which is the sole object of a
woman's life, makes but very small part of
the hopes and cares that throng the busy brain
of man.
A distant huzza was heard in the streets,
then the sound wheels and horses feet; and
accompanied by his father and brother, and
greeted by the enthusiastic shouts of the pop
ulaee, the yonng Ducd' Enghien rode proudly
into the courtyard, and in few moments
entered the saloon.
One by one he greeted his assembled rela-
tons; and, last of ALL Clemence, having pla-
ced her child in his nurses arms, came for
ward alone, with her dark blue eyes cleaning
through tears of JOY, and endeavored to take
his hand and put it to her lips. He drew it
almost roughly away, and turning to his in
FAINT son, caFessed him, and spoke of him with
evident pleasure to his mother and sister
Still not word to his poor wife the whole
ofthat long evening, not even kindly glance
1t was my fault thought Clemence, "it
was sosilly in me to cry; he must have thought
me baby still l will try and speak to him"
So she waited till all the guests were gone
and then coming up to HIM, as he stood lean
ing against the lofty chimney-piece, she said !:
"Louis, l am the only one who has not con-
graduated you in words on your triumphant
return; but, believe me, no one has felt it
more than I. Every time heard you were
going to attack the enemy, how my heart
trembled with anxiety-how earnestly l en-
treated God to preserve you unframed; and
when | was told Of your triumphs was so
happy, | felt so proud of being the wife Of
:" 1t must be a novel sensation, should i'm
agine,' interrupted the Due Enghien, "for
a bourgeois to have anything to be proud of
but it may diminish in some degree your
triumph, madame, to know, that, had it in
the least depended on Inc, you would never
have had the smallest share in the dignities
of the house of Conde--honors which have
remained until now unsullied by a degrading
alliance"
st was not my fault" replied Clemence
mOurnfully, "my inclinations We're no more
consulted than yours, although I must own
to feeling pride in my connection with FAM
lily you have rendered doubly illustrious Ah
monsieur, forgive my involuntary crime; for
the sake Of my little Henri, cast me not alto
gether from your heart. You will love him
at least" she added hurriedly.
II have no intention, madame, of neglect
ing my son on occount Of his mother's.aefects.
Have you any further commands for me ? If
not, | am wearied, and will retire." and, with
a proud bow, the duke left the apartment.
An interval of seven years elapsed before
the scenes took place we are about to sketch.
The wars of the Fronde have commenced ;
the Due dEnghien now become Prince de
Condo by his fathers death, at first the idol
of the court, and general of the royal armies
has gradually lost favor; been accused of COM
bining with the Frondeurs, and through the
articles Of Mazarin, been sent to the Castle
of Vincennes, together with his brother, the
Prince de Cont, and his brother-in-law, the
Due de Longuevile
J he princess-dowager, Madame de Lon
guevile, and Clemence, were holding mel
ancholy council at the Chateau de Chantilly,
not only respecting the best means of resto-
ring the princes to liberty, but providing for
their own safety, for regiment of guards
had been sent towards ChantIly from Sois-
sons, and lettre-de-cdchet was daily expect
ed. Lenet the faithful adviser of the unfor-
tunate princesses, proposed taking the young
duke beyond the Loire, and endeavoring to
raise there party in his father favor. Some
urged submission, some resistance-noneask-
ed the opinion of Clenence, who was still
treated by all as child, when her sweet clear
voice was suddenly heard in pause of the
debate: Il am not" she said, 'either Of an
age or of an experience, that should entitle
me to give my advice; have no other wish
than to pay all Difference to that of my moth
er-in-law; but | entreat her most humbly,
that whatever may happen, l may not be
separated from my sonny only remaining
hope. | will follow him everywhere with
JOY, whatever dangers may have to encoun-
ter. and am ready to expose myself to any
thing for the service of the prince my hus-
band
Tears filed the eyes of the proud daughter,
Montmorency, at the noble words of the de-
spised Clemence. "Since we both" said she,
have but one object we will both share the
same fate, and unite in bringing up Your son
in the fear of God and the service Of his king"
But it was not so to be; the aged mother
Of Condo died of grief long before her son
was released from the dreary prison so fatal
to his race; and Clemence and her son were
compelled to fly from Chantilly in disguise
almost Immediately after, leaving her English
maid of honor, Miss Gerber, and the gard
ner's sonto personate her and the young duke
She retired to Montiond, in Berri, where with
the utmost skill and secrecy, she succeeded
in levymg a considerable force, and in excit-
ing the neighboring gentry to her cause
When at length obliged to leave Montiond,
she went to Bordeaux, reaching it after in
credible danger and fatigue--all which, were
supported with the most unfinching heroism.
The populace there received her with enthu-
siasm, shouting as she and her son passed
down the street: "Vive lie roll ct les princes,
ct has Mazarin!" The parliament of Bor-
danny vara not equally enthusiastic. bnt fhaI-