The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1873-08-22
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become tears ofjoy. would show his wonder or his
envy. But he who bringeth the double spring
time did not notice the Dudley diamonds. 'srh1s,"
said one who was at his side, "ths Is the famous
collection OF the jewels OF the Countess of'-but
Nassr-ed-Din was away. His eye had seen silver
cnessboard He looked at the board and at
sne pawns and pieces carved in silver
and gold. Taking up the queen he showed 1t to
the emperor. Then motioning to the Grand vlzier
ne deliberately began to arrange the pieces and
. open game OF chess. The Shah stood at one side
OF the board, the Minister at the other, and the
game began, to the ast0nishmenE OF the Austrian
Emperor even, who showed in his countenance an
expression OF wonder az to whether he would be
really expected to stand there, with his imperial
stan-to stand waiting and weary-while the
source OF human peace played chess with one OF
his companions. After exchanging five or six
moves the Shah abruptly turned from the board,
and, rubbing his eyes, and with his head down,
joined the Kaiser and kept his way.
HIS MAJESTY FALLS IN LOVE.
He kept hts way in his listless, slouching manner,
one leg going over the other. with gait like Ed
win Booth when he cones down the stage to the
front to speculate upon the advantages and con.
tlngencies OF q bare b0dkin, sometimes looking at
an object when shown him. but more frequently
paying no heed. And here must say as faithful
historian that this prince, who among other ct
tributes Is known as the lightning conductor Of
virtue found many objects Of interest, which we're
not ON exhibition which certainly have NO place
in the onicial catalogue. Whether 1t is pos
sible that the two hundred Viennese mothers
who had sent photographs Of their daughters to the
Shah were there in line with their treasures or
lions on the subject after the manner OF the Vienna
press-beng. as all the world knows historian
who disdains gossip and whispering. But In this
lane through which we walked there were many
lovely women. Even to the plain eyes Of this writer,
who Is not an authority on the subject, they were
beautiful exceedingly. To-day they welcomed the
sun Of the universe in all the cunning and express
sion OF Vienna taste. Ribbons OF dainty hue ar
rangements OF gauze and lace that invited without
disclosing, curiOusly fashioned silks and satinS
sprays of leaf and fruitage, and eyes OF welcome
and wooing under all. feel among my mainy sins OF
omission that have never done justice to the
women of this capital in the columns OF the
HERALD. If were q poet or hum0rist, or .
writer OF rare descriptive powers like so many Of
my distinguished colleagues who have chr0nicled
this Shah OF Persia, such an omission would be I'M
pardonable. But with plain tastes and a life
tues, finding ideals in st. Theresa and Jennie
Deans and the mother Of Washington, the subject
has always been beyond me. So, when this day
find myself walking in the train Of the Prince,
from the feet Of whose horses the thunder springs
and around whose stirrups the angels sing in
chorus-when find myself in this heavenly station,
beamed on by so much glory, not to speak Of the
diamonds, and right and left the fair,
smiling darlings of Vienna throwing their glances
like blossoms upon our path, the eye, as
the wicked Iago said, sounding parleY to provo
cation, and when 1t speaks an alarm to love, de-
spair OF doing justicesand honor to the scene. SO
when tell you that he the dust Of whose feet is
claimed by other emperors for their diadems spent
most Of his time in the royal progress in looking at
the ladies do not blame him nor your servant
who writes these lines for his inability TO describe
the beauty and fulness and variety OF the tempta-
ton. What could you expect Of human prince
away from hearth and h0me-never one OF his
seventy wives to comfort and steady him ? This,
Your Majesty" said the polite French Commits
sioner, lis specimen OF bronze work from Paris
Diana, you observe, is but His Majesty stood
in an entranced mood, quietly holding his
spectacles on hts nose az he looked into the blue
eyes OF q maiden who had struck his fancy. Yes,
truly, this expression and source OF all wisdom
looked into the blue eyes-as man looks at woman
when she pleases him. Then he spoke to her in
French, but she knew not that tongue. Then he
patted her on the cheek-a language she evidently
comprehended-for the roses flowed into her
cheeks, flaming over the shadows and brightness
of her beauty like an aurora in the northern SKIES
o blessed among women, German maideni And
what envious hearts all around you, hating you
as they would basilsk, for enchanting this Shah
And Francis Joseph. when anything bored, or both
cred, vexed him, as Ilear many things did this
progress, first stood on one leg and then on an.
other, twisting his brown whiskers nerv0usy,
never observing the fascination OF his guest; but
studying some discreet tapestry with cows and Q
brook and innocent playing children that was
hanging over him. The lightning conductor OF
virtue could not speak to the maiden and 80 COM
handed one Of his suite to make a communication
and went on And when little later your CORE
spondent discovered the Danubian beauty ON the
arm Of Persian grandec in q cashmere garment
his inference was that new bride had been added
to the happy home Of Teheran, and that the prince
who never prays without causing the dew to
crystalline into pearls had added another unit to
the sum OF his happiness.
MARBLES AND HEMP
Still we kept on-sowly slouching on-pausing
wherever pretty face attracted His Majesty, un-
til we came to some Italian marbles. There Is q
little group OF them in circle just at the entrance
to the Italian departments white and well ex-
pressed Beatrice, a fishers girl, nymph, many
Cupds and other semblances. In BRIEF most at
tractive exhibit, and much visited. The Shah
stopped here, and seemed to have found something
well worth coming to see. these are some
marbles from Italy" said the Emperor. The Shah
looked at them, passed his hand over the
drapery that surrounded Beatrice, then
over the tapering swelling form OF the
nsher's girl, constantly repeating his delight
They were quite ordinary marbes-not examples
Of the highest art-only the common work Of the
modern Italian school. SO he looked and studied,
boring his apostolic companion again, am afraid,
for he began moving from one foot to another and
Juggling his beard. But this came to an end, and
on we kept, the vicegerent OF the Prophet looking