North Branch democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Pa.) 1854-1867, 1866-10-31


presented to the Empress Eugene at
Schwalback few days ago, and The utmost
interest and sympathy we've excited by her
story. The lady is well known all over
Germany; her pr1ncely dom.in is visited
every year BY crowds Of strangers. The
beautiful portrait by Cornelius, in one of
the salons, is examined with much interest,
and every one departs little dreaming that
the large and soft blue eyes, seeming to
look from the picture so full of sweetness
and benevolence. have in life no power to
return the glances of sympathy and kind
ness directed teward them.
The story of the Princess is perhaps the
most touching romance of the nineteenth
century. AS child she had been stolen
from the gardens of the very chaieau she
now inhabits. A careless nurse, bent on
her own enjoyment, had suffered her mas
ter's child to stray toward the river, md
when, in answer to the frantic appeals and
the search made in every direction. no
signs of the infants presence could DC dis
covered, it was concluded that she had fall
en- into the river and got drowned. The
despair of the mother was beyond all de-
scription; but the idea of the child's death,
accepted by all besides, was rejected entire
lv by her. The river had been dragged,
no trace had been found, and so, after a
few years time, when the death of the
prince, her husband. had released her from
the obligation to remain in the chateau,s she
gave up the domain into the Lands of her
brother-in-law, and set out upon strange
pilgrimage all over the continent, fully
convinced thot she would find. one day or
other. the Object Of her search. The sums
of money spent in the pursuit, the e.the
toll. the anxiety absorbed upon every high
road, need not be. described. During tho
embassy of Prince Talleyrand she came to
London, and was received by Qneen Ad-
elaide, with the utmost kirdress and sym
pathv. .........
Soon afterward she went once more to
the south, still beht on finding her lost child
One day, the carriage climbing slowly up
the steep hills in the "eighborhood OF Lau-
sanns, she was accosted by beggar wo-
man holding by the hand poor blind girl
for whom she was inploring aims. The
girl looked gentle and sweet-tempered. re-
sembling in no way The harsh vixen whom
she called mother. The inmate Of the car
riage had fallen into doze, and the woman
bade the girl sing to arouse the lady. The
song was a vulgar ditty belonging to the
district, with no romance to insure atten.
tion, and yet it woke the lady from her
trance; something in the voice reminded
her of sis ter lost many years before and
she stopped the postillinn while she ques-
toned the girl as to her origin. The day
and hour were come at last; every word
uttered(hy the maiden confirmed the suspi-
cion of identity.
Memory was confused--it had vanished
with her sight-b1t by dint of threats and
promises the woman was made to confess
that she had purchased the girl when quite
an infant from begear woman like her
self, who owned to having deprived her of
her sight in or'Ier to excite compassion
The locality whence the child had been ia
ken was proof sufficient Of the truth. The
Princess returned home with her poor
blind companion, and devoted her whole
life to the prospect of cnre,as she had done
before to that of discovery. But all at
tempts failed, and the mother then gave
herself up entirely to the education of her
helpless charge. In this she succeeded
perfectly, and the Princess is considered
one of the most accomplished reciters Of
INLAND and schiller in all Germany. Be-
fore dying her mother reaped her reward
in the marriage of her daughter with the
yonng Prince. her nephew, and this conso
lation is the greatest which could be felt
by her friends.
The young Princess recited with the
most exquisite clearness and pathos two
scenes from "Count Egmont and "The Di
ver," on the visit to the Empress, while the
imperial lady listened entranced, and the
large tears rolled down her cheeks as she
gazed on the wreck which the wickedness
and cupidity Of man had made Of enc of the
most beautiful works Of Gods own creation.
London Peper.
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