The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1870-03-03
Gales, sketebes, 5netOotes, 6e.
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A correspondent sends us the following
which lie assures US is a true story
'sThe writer of this brief article is per-
sonally cognizant of the fact that the eel
ebrated Julius Janin has borne the high
est testimony to the astute discrimination,
philosophical attainments, and general
education of certain German lady now
residing in this city. 'Astute discrimina-
ton and philosophical attainments' are
emphasized here, or intended 10 be so, be-
cause the story about to be related on the
authority of this lady, and in which she
appears to have played prominent part,
is so strange and incredible that it has
been deemed necessary to refer 10 her
clearness of perception and her logical
turn of mind to establish the respecta6ility
of her evidence to the premises.
"Before leaving Berlin, her native city,
about eight years ago, she became the
intimate friend and companion of Ger,
tain Miss Alice G., a very beautiful
young girl, who, among her other accom-
plisbments, was noted for her music and
embroidery. Circumstances so ordered
il that these two ladies travelled together
through the greater part of Germany,
France aud Italy, with the mother of Ais
ice, who was wealthy invalid. While
sojourning in the vicinity of the Lake of
Como, Alice at the instance of her friend,
began piece of embroidery, intended to
represent basket of flowers, The central
feature of which was to be a ''full>blown
moss rose filled with crimson" as Alex
ander Smith has it. Gradually the can
vas became almost odorous, as bud after
bud seemed TO open to the sunbeam of
her needle as it glinted thro ugh the pink
and pearly dawn of her fingers. Already
had lunches of leaves fallen with careless
grace over. the verge of the exquisitely-
wrought wicker work some rich in that
brown, intellectual tinge so dear to Wou-
vermans, and others bright with all the
emerald loveliness of spring
''During the progress of this delightful
bouuet, and whenever the fair embroiderer
sat down TO it, she invariably began to
sing some portion of that unrivalled cava-
tina, Robert tot que j'aime'-a circum-
stance to which her attention had been
called frequently, but which she as con-
stantly treated with light-hearted laugh.
In this way matters sped until the whole
basket was filled, save vacant spot In
the midst of the clustering flowers, yet to
be occupied by their flushed queen. At
this iuncture the mother of Alice was sud-
denly recalled to Germany; and, both The
ladies accompanying her, the embroidery
needle was, of course, laid aside for the
time being. This was source of some
little disappointment to one of the party
at least, as the piece of needle-work was
intended as a souvenir for the lady first
mentioned in this little history, and as she
was most desirous of possessing it com
pleted to the very last touch. Seeing
that some time could not but elapse, bows
ever. before the work could be finished,
she took charge of the canvas, humorous
ly exacting promise from Alice that,
whether dead or alive, she should add the
central and crowning flower to the group
which promise was as jocosely, but quite
as explicitly given and that, too, on the
very last day of December, 1861
Through some family complications, not
necessary TO explain here, the party broke
up on arriving at Paris, Alice and her
friend meeting no more the latter having
shortly afterwards sailed for America,
reaching this city, where. as already in
,imated she now resides. stfslt
s'From the moment of her landing here,
and up to within the last couple of months,
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