Connecticut western news., 1874-01-09
Count de ChambOrd.

5. c. Abbott, IS the Count de Cham bord. There is another person, it is said, who claims to be the legitimate Count. Under these circumstances the following historic facts will probably be read with interest:
 Louis XVIII. had no son. The crown consequently would pass, at his death, to his brother Charles. He had two sons. The eldest, Duke d'Angouleme, married the only daughter of Louis XVII, the unfortunate princess who suffered so dreadfully in her captivity in the temple. They had no children The second son, the Duke de Berri, married the Princess Caroline, of Ma pies.
 The first two children died in infancy. Their third child was daughter, after wards Duchess of Parma. As females could not reign in France, the Bourbon line would become extinct unless the Duchess de Berri should give birth to son. All the Legitimists of France were exceedingly anxious for this event.
 In February, 1920, as the Duke de Berri was leaving the theatre, in com- pany with the Duchess, an assassin plunged Q poniard to the hilt in his side. In the darkness the assassin fled, but was speedily arrested. The Duke felt only violent blow. Bringing his hand to his side, he found the dagger sticking there. " I am assassinated p he cried out. So sudden had the action been that the carriage, in which he had placed the Duchess, was just beginning to move. The Duchess heard the dying cry of her husband. With shriek she called upon the driver to stop. Leap ing from the carriage, she caught the Duke in her arms. He had just drawn out the dagger, and the blood was gushing from the wound.
 "I am dead p said the Duke. "Send for priest. Come, dearest, let me die in your arms.
 He was taken to an adjoining room and medical attendance soon arrived. Some one expressed to the Duchess the hope that the wound might not prove mortal. "No," said the dying Duke, "I am not deceived. The dagger has entered to the hilt. Caroline, are you there p
 "Yes, my love-" she replied, "and I will not leave you."
 The Bishop of Chartres, confessor of Charles K, arrived, and had few mo- ments of private conversation with the dying man. The Duke then called for his infant daughter. She was soon brought in asleep. He placed his hand upon her head and said: "Poor child may you be less unfortunate than the rest of your family"
 One of the physicians, M. Boujon, endeavored to restore circulation by sucking the wound. "What are you doing?" exclaimed the Duke. "For Gods sake stop; perhaps the dagger was poisoned" The chief physician, Dupuytren, as last resource, en- deavored to enlarge the wound, that the blood might flow externally. The Duke, his hand already clammy with the damp of death, cla"ped convulsive- ly the hand of the Duchess as he bore the painful operation.
 "Spare me further pain," said he. Then, tenderly caressing his wife, he added, Caroline, take care of yourself for the sake of the infant you bear in your bosom." His father, then Count d'Artois, subsequently, Charles K, and his elder brother, the Duke d'Angou- leme, soon arrived, with other members of the royal family.
 In faint and dying accents the Prince inquired : "Who is the man who killed me? I wish could see him to inquire into his motives. Perhaps it is some one whom I have unconsciously in- jured. Would that I might live long enough to ask the king to pardon him. Promise me, my father, promise me, my brother, to ask of the king the life of that man."
 Increasing difficulty of respiration warned the Prince that his last hour was at hand. A few words, in whis- pered tones, were interchanged between the Duke and the Duchess. Soon after, two illegitimate children, who were born to him in London, when the fam fly were all in exile, were brought in. He had ever recognized these children, and they had been tenderly cared for by both him and his amiable spouse As the children knelt sobbing by the side of their dying father, whom they sincerely loved, he embraced them af. fectiouately, and, turning to the Ouch. ess. said |:
 II know you sufficiently, Caroline, to know that you will take care of these orphans after am gone"
 The Duchess, with true nobility oi action, took her own child from the arms of it's nurse, and, drawing those innocent but unfortunate little ones tc her lap, tenderly caressed u tem, and said: Kiss your sister, my dears."
 The dying man was evidently con. soled by this generous deed. He ther fervently exclaimed 70 my God, par don me my sins Pardon me my sins and pardon him who has taken my life."
 Soon after this the King, Louis XVIII, arrived. "My uncle," said the dying man, "give me your hand that I may kiss it for the last time. entreat you, in the name of my death to spare the life of the man who has killed me-"
 "You are not so i'll as you suppose, said the King. "We will speak of this again."
 "Ah P sadly exclaimed the dying prince, 'tyou do not say yes. The par don of that man would have softened my last moment"
 He had hardly uttered these words ere he sank away and died. Louvel the assassin, 8 brutal wretch, suffered upon the scaffold the penalty of his crime.
 On the 2Oth of September, 1920, sever months after the death of her husband the Duchess de Berri was delivered ot son, the present Count dc Chambord The royalists welcomed the birth O. this child with every demonstration O. joy. Not long after this, Charles X succeeded to the throne. All the Le gitimists of France and of Europe rec ognized the young Count de Chambord who was then called the Duke of Bor deaux, as the lawful heir to the throne The Duke d'Angouleme waived hi rights in favor of his nephew.
 When the King and Court fled, befor' the revolution of 1880, the Duchess ant her child, who was then about ten year of age, were in the large party of roya fugitives which the royal guard wer