The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1876-11-09
SALM SAAM STORIES.

tifu1 American Woman Who Married a
War1ilxe Prince.
The papers are publishing a brief
item of the recent marriage of the
Princess Agnes dc Salm Salm to Mr..
Charles Heneage, the younger and un-
titled son of an English lord and at
tached to the English legation at Bonn.
The Princess, now plain Mrs. Heneage,
has been lost to the world for nearly
ten years, and her temperance will
probably be the signal for the relation
of her romantic history. She is an
ters in her story told here in Missouri
which will bear repeating for wider cir
culation. The Confederate officers who
preferred exile to reconstruction, and
attached themselves to the fortune OF
Macmillan found the Princess Salm
Saln at the city of Mexico before them,
and she was largely their medium with
the Emperor. They speak of her as
woman of magnificent physique, of bold,
dashing beauty and familiar ways with
her countrymen. Years before she
met the Prince Salm Salm she was cir
Gus rider, and in spangles and tights
was the object of alteration to those who
crowded close to the rope of the ring.
Then she was Agnes LIE Clerc, the dar-
ing equestrienne, whose flashing beauty
and bold abandon made her conspicuous
even among the demoralizod class who
followed her profession. When the war
opened lie Clerc disappeared from the
ring and under new name found new
profession in Washington. With the
crowd of seedy adventures from
Europe, bringing an empty title for
recommendation and seeking employ
ment as soldiers of fortune, came the
Prince de Salm Salm. He was an Austrian
nobleman, but impecunious. He had
no fortune but his sword, and that was
not one of much glory. The Prince
met the graduate of the sawdust and
dressing tent, and there sprang up be-
tween them O friendly relationship.
Miss LIE Clerc had already established
her footing In the war society at Wash
ington, and she procured for the Prince
a commission. He made but an indif-
ferent soldier, and his steady advance
ment in rank was due solely to her in
Auence OF the capital. The war closed,
and the Prince, in token of his recogni-
ton of the American beauty's efforts for
him. bestowed on her OF Mobile his hand
and title. LIE Clerc became the Prin-
cess de Salm Salm. The honeymoon
and the remnants of the Princes salary
we're spent in New York in few months.
Those who knew the Prince and his
wife during the latter part of their stay
in Gotham remember them inhabiting
single room on Houston street, wretch
eddy furnished, and obtaining their meals
in some mysterious manner.
II not a soldier the Prince was moth
ing, and the Salm Salms went to Mexico
and enlisted in Macmillan g cause. The
Prince was sent out to fight guerrillas,
and the Princess became much the salle
kind of favorite at court that she had
been under the canvas. She went about
in a dashing, imperious way, bending
others to her will, and holding a little
court among the Adventures from all
countries who had focked to Maximil
ian's standard. Society in the City of
Mexico was a good deal mixed, and
strongly tinctured with the warlike.
Soldiers filled the thoroughfares, and
the safest place for one of the weaker
sex was at home and out of sight. The
Princess of Salm Salm was law unto
herself. She made her own rules of de-
corum and followed them. Salm Salm
had been sent away to the mountains
near Tampico to hunt guerrillas. One
day the Princess entered n cafe. There
was group of Belgian officers sitting at
one table testing and laughing over their
wine. Austrian and French officers were
scattered about, and at table by him.
self was sitting q young American, an
OK. Confederate who had found his way
from South Carolina. his native State, to
Mexico, after the war His name was
Hazel, and he was a physician by pro-
fession. He loved war better than med
icine, and 80 the return of peace in his
own country drove him to Mexico.
The Princess Saln Salm entered the
cafe and walked down to vacant place.
Two or three Austrians attached to her
husbands brigade saluted as she passed,
and several of the Frenchmen acknowl-
edged her salutation. She sat down
and ordered some refreshments. The
Belgians, flushed with wine, turned to
stare at the Princess, and it was easy to
see that the conversation and badinage
were directed against her. One of the
party, gigantic officer of the foreign
legion, Maj. Medomark, was especially
persistent. He was a great. brawny,
yellow-bearded fellow, and his lecherous
eyes were fastened on the voluptuous
form of the Princess from the moment
she took her seat. Medomark was es-
pecially loud and boisterous. Without
understanding anything that was said, the
Princess seemed to feel instinctively that
she was the object of the coarse remarks,
and that her former life was the theme
of these licentious foreigners converse
ton. Without waiting for the servant
to return she pushed back the plate which
had been placed before her, and with a
naughty trad started toward the door.
She had just reached it when Medosnark,
turning his head in her direction,
laughed derisivelY, and shouted out the
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