Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1877-02-15

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Frederick, l cannot she rejoined
firmly. My little son Frederick's
health health is feeble. He cannot
bear the fatigue Of another journey. IL
will kill him. Do you want him 10
die, Frederick? He is your son-your
image. You do not know how great
a resemblance he bears TO you now
The king seemed to be visibly al
fected by these words.
Il will come and see the child this
very afternoon, Celestine,' he said.
sBui you must leave your hotel, for
cannot visityOn there
But where shall go, Frederick? l
was told this morning that Vienna Is
crowded with strangers, and that II
was next to impossible to hire suitable
in private residences. You
know she added proudly, Il will not
put up with inferior accom- mmodstiOns.'
The king reflected moment.
Count Redern,, he then said, has
villa or the road to SchOenbrun. 1t is
unoccupied, but very nicely fitted up.
will rent it for you. At that villa L
can visit You every day without at:
tracing astention. Will you 60 there?
She joyously promised. The King
embraced her.
Disengaging herself from his arms
she looked anxiOusly into his eyes and
asked:
But Frederick. why did you want
me TO leave Vienna in such hurry"
oh, it was a mere within of mine,
Celestine. Never mind it-let US now
talk of our boy
The beautiful woman remained for
some time with her royal lover. When
she left him she was over-happy; for
he had never been SO affectioDate to-
ward her as on that day.
During the afternoon she was INSTALL
ed in the Villa Redern, where the King
of Prussia visited her shortly after
dark.
When Frederick William left Nine.
Won Fraudorf, Mile. Zwerg, her old
lady of company, entered her boadoir.
.Gracious lady, may / ask who the
disiins uished officer was that just left
you?'
'Oficerp she exclaimed, bursting in
to merry laughter.
Mile. Zwerg's face assumed very
grave expression.
Il believe ! saw the gentleman be.
fore,' she said.
what makes you look so sour, good
old friend?' asked the kings mistress.
WAS that gentleman net His Males
| ty King Frederick William the Third,
of PRUSSIA inquired the old lady.
And what If he wae? MademOiselle,
you frighten mt! What do you mean
| Oy looking SO SOmbre:' EA
Answer me one question, Madame.
Isaid Milie.l Zwerg, solemnly-'is the
King your lovef:
He is.'
Mile. Zverg sank with a grOan into
an easy chair, and
BURIED HER FACE IN HER HANDS.
Gracious heavens! what is the mat.
terri cried Nine. Won Fraudorf, hssten.
ing to theold LADY. Speak! for Gods
sake, speak, -
Mile. Zwerg dropped her hands.
Her face looked livid.
TELL me- she said, In q very low
tone, SIS the king your sons father?
He is! be is!' - - -@ ~
Mile. Zwerg uttered shrill cry.
Almighty Godv she groaned. after q
pause, during which Mime. Fraudori
vainIy implOred her to explain her
strange agitation.
'The king is my betrothed,' she said,
hurriediy. Il am to become his NOR
ganatic wife. He told me so half an
hour ago. He is to confer the title of
Count Bradenburg- -FraudOrf upon my
son, and settle large estate 10 Silesia
upon him.
Mile. Zwerg interrupted her by an
other exclamation of horror.
This is too dreadful-too dreadful!'
she cried, wringing her hands.
Tell me what you mean,' said Nine.
Won Fraudorf, Indignantly, 'Or / must
think that you have gone mad
Mile. Zwerg, with q great effort, re-
gained her calmness.
Dearest Celestine,' she then said,
with an air of boundleSS tenderness,
YOU must know the terrible truth, al
though my heart bleeds at tie idea thai
|, who love you rs u mother, should
have to ipflict
upon you.'
Then she brought her lips close to
the ear of Nine. Won Fraudorf, whose
bosom was heaving in her agony of
suspense.
Mile. Zwerg whispered few words
to her.
The beautiful creature gave start as
if stung by a scorpion.
For moment she stood as If petrified.
Then she sank, with u piercing cry,
into long swoOn.
That night her life was despaired OF,
but next morning she was much better.
She insisted upon leaving her bed, and
when the King of Prussia, under the
incognito of Count Zollern, was an.
nounced to her, she ordered him to be
shown into her boudoir.
She was very pale, but this added to
her charms, which weie splendidly
set off by the wraI per of white satin |
which she wore. Nothing indicated
THE TERRIBLE STORM
that was raging in her breast. She
suffered the kings caresses. He was
effectiOnate and demon
strative, having drank on the morning
in question more brandy than his some |
what feeble brain could stand.
My darling, he said to her, you
wanted to know " sterday why / was
80 anxious that you should leave VII
emma without delay. Shall tell you
now?' sca - : !.
She nodded her head.
'You see, Hardenburg, my minister,
wants me to marry again. ''''se Il
'Al.v /,