Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-03-30
PRINCESS CLOTHILDE.

| T7se Story Of the VIE OF Prince Napoleon.
Between the young princess, whose proud
yet timid chances so won the heart of the
imperial court, and the lonely occupant of
the chateau of ''Moncaheri" there would
seem to be great difference, but in reality
there is none.
The Princess Clothilde has always and
eve~y Aars remained the same; always SUI
| prgi5 10 Ter fate always noble and of
tn, . VS.. and truest among women.
| .s1 r.augher OF Victor Emmanuel a
sh4i,ilii. sin giicity ana a heroic charac-
er ara >sca4=;eiy blended.
Hss;'ers f.rrrerly painted an admirable
likeness OF the princess. 1t was little
sad in expression and was enveloped IN a
| sort of cloud or mist, a forecast, as it were,
of her future painful destiny. He has
most faithfully represented the serious
and candid face, the force of the fGll
brow-which she inherits from her father
the liquid eyes. of such wonderful sweet
ness and depth, and the mouth, which, al
though slightly Austrian, is expressive of
| all goodness, and whose smile wins the
heart of all who see it.
Without being beautiful, the princess is
charming; without being naughty, size in
spires respect by her native dignity.
She is now thirty-eight years OF age, and
has snow-white hair. A blonde IN her
youth, premature snow has powdered her
abundant and beautiful tresses. At pres
emit she is only mother in all the ma jssty
of that title.
When she arrived in Paris for her mar
riage she was scarce sixteen years old, and
the day of the wedding was marked by a
| little incident which made her very IN
happy.
After the ceremony grand breakfast
was given at the Palais Royal. Then the
prince wished to leave Immediately Tor
Mendsn, and in fastening the departure
of his young wife, she lost one of her slip
| pers, but dared not make her loss known.
| Like Cinderella, she entered the carriage
minus-one slipper, hiding her little foot in
the train OF h9r dress.
| L vas not the prince who restored the
eiipPec III isis case, but messenger sent
! il great t,4>:e from Paris, who ceremoni-
oa@ly deposited sealed package in the
hats VI 0Ge Of the maids of honor.
/ JEdga ii the confusion of the princess
when e,4v Was obliged to open the mystic
rious parcel before her husband. She be-
came purple, and appeared mere charm
ing than ever through the veil Of her
bushes, as she stood Ike child fearing
| to be scolded. 1t has been often re-
marked that the most timid girls make the
most fearless women.
Profoundly pious, the Princess Marie
| Clothilde was as true to her convictions
amid all the splendors of the Palais Royal
as she has since been in the solitude Of
| Tho r-a;afr, Nf - .,-ie
she regulated her life as if she were in a
convent. Rising at a very curly hour, she
fulfilled her duties of piety and charity
most faithfully, while she neither dis
dained nor repulsed the world in which it
was her duty to appear.
Her natural grace and true benevolence
lent an unspeakable charm to any relations
held with her, even the most official.
It was only by making the greatest eff
forts that she could keep awake in the ad-
vanced hours of the night, and the prince
called her ''his little Marmot,'' from her
readiness to sleep.
At 10 o'clock the princess would nave
been only too glad to retire, but she felt
that she must attend the receptions, the
court balls, and the gala theatrical repre-
sensations, though she would have deemed
it much more meritorioUs could she have
seated herself at the bedside of some
suffering woman and ministered 10 her
needs with her own beautiful hands.
She lived for several summers at Fii!ers
sur-Mer aud at Auvergne, and III ali the
country ronnd she has left name wor-
shipped for bonevolence and goodness.
On 4th September, 1870, the doors of
the Palais Royal were thrown open for the
last time, and in splendid apparel, in her
carriage with the royal arms on every
panel, with the domestics in gala livery,
the Princess CIothilde. accom- panied by
her three children, drove out OF those gates
and through the streets Of Paris for the
last time, receiving the salutatiops 0. the
people as she passed with her royal suite,
while her heart was throbbing with the
greatest emotion. She came as the daugh-
ter of a king-she departed as the daugh-
ter of king.
After living at Prangius on the lake Of
Geneva for some time she finally retired
to the chateau OF EMoncalieri." Her
SONS have always passed their vacations
with her there, and her daughter, Marie
Letitia, never leaves her mother. In
France we have only seen the little prin-
cess in the laces and ruflles OF her dainty
infancy, but she is now young girl of
great beauty and intelligent and charita
ole like her mother.
She divides with her cousin, the ''prince
of Naples" the alteration of the people of
the environs of Turin. She is little
princess and he their little prime TIE
shadow OF the gallant grandfather seems
to fall on these two buds of the old tree OF
Savoy"
At ''Moncalieri" fashionable Partisan
lives with the two l rincesses. The Ba-
roness Barber accepts this life OF exile
and solitude out of pure devotion and
friendship.
The chateau of Moncalierl is the nest
from whence all the children of Victor
Emmanuel were fedged, and in the asso-
CLIFTON of the place the eldest daughter has
found again the sweet dreams of her girl
heed, and her dear remembrances of the
past. Great-grandniece OF Marie Antoi-
nette. and like Marie Louise, sacrificed for
reasons of state, this Christian woman new
er allowed herself to bemoan her fate. The
daughters of kings do not seem destined
for happy wives. There remains how
ever, for the Princess Clothilde that which
Gill cuHSca bar nohIo soY1l. God the Iovn