Litchfield enquirer., 1867-08-01
AFFECTING AND, PAINFUL FACTS.

cone of Ristori's last acts before the sailing of the steamer Vile de Paris was to present Mir. Grau with carte de uisite, on which was written, 'sTo her friend and ex- cellent manager, J. Grau, souvenir of Adel- aide Ristori del Grillo." Mr. Grau also presented Madame Ristori with a silk American flag, on which was the single word, tSouvenir. "'
 Will all observe how very cheap the pres ents were? The carte de Uisite must have cost about twenty-five cents, and the silk flag about one dollar. These celebrated actresses and singers are somewhat in the situation of the American ladies who mar ry foreign titles. They support their hus- bands. Ristori's husband is a count or marquis. Sontag had count for her hus- band. Miss Patton supported her husband Lord Lennox, until he used her so brutally she had to procure divorce, and we might continue the list were it worth the time.
 We extract the following from Morford's book of ''Over the Sea. We remember dumpy man; but tall, rather stout, and if well dressed would have been showy per son. His.wife we saw often at the French opera with the Ex-King Joseph Bonapartt She was from South Carolina and had a look of the Bonaparte family, although no relation except by marriage. The Prince was poor, and his credit very bad in the neighborhood where he lived:-
 "One day, late in the winter of 1848, I met in one of the streets in Bordentown, N. J. (where Ex-King Joseph Bonaparte had so long resided, and lately died), tall stately lady, in faded black a pinched sorrowful face, who led by the hand a little girl of eight or ten years, also in faded black and pinched looking The lady was keeping a private school, and thus supporting her famlly-including shiftless, spendthrift husband; while there were loud complaints among the residents of Bordentown that one of her relatives, man of wealth, would do nothing to assist her in her pov- erty. @ ! ..-s
 ''The next day, at the Town Hall of Bor- dentown, at the trial of foiled robber who had made an attack, the previous evening, on Capt. Pearson. of the United States Ma " (now Admiral Pearson, of the Pacific Squadron )-I met the husband of the lady in the faded black: A dumpy, pursy, greasy looking man in shabby clothes, who would have been selected from any crowd as 8 type of helpless and indolent poverty. He was said seen better days: Heaven heiI him!-I thought-he must have bid them good-by forevef
 "This in 1848. On that day of 1865, when I stood in front of the Elysee Bour- bon, the greasy man of 1848 was holding almost regal sway within its walls-Prince Lucien Murat, lately Grand Master of the Freemasons of France, favorite cousin tc the Emperor, and perpetual claimant tc the throne of Naples. That day, the tai woman in the faded black, the Princess Murat, was presiding there, with little less than queenly dignity, and enjoying the re- venues of 8 principality. And that day, the little girl with Aer faded black and pinched face, was the Princess Anna Mu- rat, reigning star of the Imperial Court, just getting ready to be married to the Duke de Mouchy, one of the exclusive a'1- cien moblesse of the Faubourg St. Germain, at the Chapel of the Tuilleries, with her single robe of one hundred thousand francs and her half million of diamonds in pres ents from the Emperor alone! And then and there I changed my mind about the better days that had been bidden good by forever;' and I wondered whether among g all the changes of the Elysee, it had ever paralleled that one matter of personal ob- servation?"