, 1875-08-07
A glimpse at Royalty.

two ladies' only III IL, anu thSio oie
two little curly haired dogs on the
seat before them.
The ladies are attired very nearly
alike. in black and striped silks, the
one in a pink, the other in blue bon
net. They are not SO beautiful as
runor would make US believe. They
are oval. faced, high bred looking wom-
en-, the one whom the English call
our princess being older looking,
less blooming than her sister Dagmar.
The Czarovna is like girlish edition
of her sister, but though her brown
ewes have a deeper lustre, her cheek a
riper bloom, and her mouth and pretty
chin more piquant air, there Is a
sweetness, gentle dignity, grace
about Alexandra which makes her
loveliness more perfect, yet its charm
impossible to describe. She leans for
ward as the carriage passes, bows and
smiles cordially. 'Ah,' said a lady
of the Queens household to US one
evening, she is such real princess.
And this mention of royalty brings
me back to a twilight hour when from
a terrace on the High street of old
Kensington we watched the royal
family returning from Chiswick 1t
was t6te day; the streets were gaily
decorated, crowd assembled in the
terraced gardens, shop windows, and
on the pavement. The carriages con.
tanning royalty rode by with unusual
state; outsiders, in gay liveries, pre-
ceding them. First the Christians
las We might say nee Princess Hell.
ena), a fair, placid looking young
woman in white tulle hat, and a
middle-aged, soldierly man in uniform;
then trap driven tandem by a
handsome young man with a iull
brown beard, a rosebud in his button
hole, gay debOnair manner { the
Duke he is called, just as his eldest
brother is always the Prince y and
then second park carriage with a
bonny young Scotch chiettain in High
land dress, and very pretty, pale,
brown-haired young woman in a pink
dress with spray of white blossoms,
gathered, doubtless, at the tete, in
her hands. a shout goes up as they
drive by, and the good-looking young
Highlander doffing his Scotch cap air
ly, the young princess with the wist-
ful eyes smiling gently. These are the
Lornes, about whose domestic life ru-
NOR is ever busy. But it is said on
good authority that they are fairly
well content with their somewhat IN.
equal marriage. The princess is very
intellectual and accomplished, and is
by far the handsOmest of the Queens
daughters. Her husband has many
friends; he is young and has a fine
disposition, and after all his family is
near enough TO the throne 10 silence
contemptuous gossip.
Just as the patience of the crowd is
giving out there goes up cry of the
Prince All what passport TO IA
vor is this divine right of Kings and
Princes! When thtse people say
the Prince it is with an air of lone
live the Kingr Here comes the
Marlborough House liveries, and such
a carriage load of royalty; the Prin
cess of Wales and her sister Dagmar.
their white dresses and pink hats look
ing pretty in the evening light; oppo-
site them the Prince of Wales, who,
in spite of rumor and increasing
weight, is yet fne-looking, and the
tall broad shouldered, good looking
Czarevitch; and then comes a last
carriage, out of which little, sleepy
looking children, in brown holland
cloakS and straw hats, with huttering
white ribbons, appear to be rolling.
There are, in truth, three of them
upon one seat, and opposite, stout,
graciOus-looking lady, of whom We
remember chiefly her brilliant smile
and pleasant salutation. Her hus.
band, handsomer in his dark, grand
way than any of the Guelphs, sits be,
side her. Those are the Tecks,' saws
somebody earnestly; they ale so
kind and simple Their home is in
Kensington Palace, where the Queen
was born, where she held her first
council. The Duke of Cambridge,
the Queens uncle, rides by unattended
in severely simple way. 1t is said
that the simplicity of "the Cam
bridges annoys her Majesty immense
ly The old Duke detests formalitv.
He is greatly beloved by the people,
especially the army which he com
mandS. And thus royalty rides by in a
gay cavaIcade. The bunting in the
crooked High street waves airily in
the evening light the crowd slowly
disperses. To American ewes and
ears it is so strange, and ike a fairy
talei A Princess with I gracious
demeanor, with dark eyes and a sweet.
sad smile a Prince, all decorations
and good nature ; outriders, heralds,
horsemen; a red brick palace flushed
with sunset lights in the distance,
with gardens like stage beyond is
it really to day, or is it long ago, when
Prince Charming wooed his lady fair
over the sea {; when Princessess
pricked their fingers on a spinning
wheel and slept hundred years p
The GALAXY, for august.
The little Hartford girl who gave utter
snce to the following idea WAS pulling her
mind with problem that has bothered the
world for ages. She was reproved for some
childish act and seating herself on the floor