Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1885-06-25
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THE BLUE BLOODS OF EUROPE.

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THE BLUE BLOODs OF EUROPE.
FAMILY AFFAIRS OF TnE GUELPHs AND
THEIR KINSMEN.
The long continued quarrel between
Queen Victoria and her sOn-in-laW, Louis
", Grand Duke of Hesse-Darmstadt, be-
to Nine. Kolomine, has, it is said, been
amicably ended. The Duke, who before
the discovery of the Kolomine affair, was
believed to be a suitor for the hand OF
Princess Beatrice, whom according to report
he was to marry as soon as Parliament
passed the deceased Wife's sister bill, will
now according to a recent announcement
soon be married to Princess Hilda, OF
Hamault- -Dessau.
The marriage of the Princess Beatrice to
Prince Henry of Battenburg will not, after
all, be such "quiet" affair as 1t was at first
intended. In fact, the Queen seems to have
made up her mind to marry off her last
daughter with great deal of pomp and
ceremony. She has issued orders to largely
increase the invitations to the wedding, and
the bridal cake, which is to be something
quite extraordinary in the confectioners'
art will weigh two hundred and fifty
pounds. No member of the royal family OF
Germany is to be invited to the Princess
Beatrice's wedding.
From Brussels it is reported concerning
the Empress Charlotte, the unfortunate
widow of Maximillian of Mexico, that a
marvellous improvement is noticeable in
her mental condition. The Empress enter
ed her 46th year Thursday last, and the
physicians who have been attending her
have observed recently that her health has
grown to be excellent, and that the malady
which for years has oppressed her brain has
been gradually disappearing.
Eugenia has stopped the annual pension
of $4,000 francs which had been settled on
Prince Victor. The reason was stated to be
the riotous and vicious character Of the life
the young man was leading. Victor, how
ever, has strong friends. A syndicate OF
these, when they learned of his loss, at once
organized and settled upon him new pen
sion of $4,000 francs per annum. This syn
dicate is headed by the Due De Padua,
and a condition has been imposed upon
Prince Victor to the effect that he must
live prudently and virtuously.
Victor being now practically, independent
is quite bold. He refuses to be reconciled
to his father unless Plonplon shall bind him
self to repay to Victor's friends all the mon
eys they have thus far advanced to him.
The ex-Empress and the Princesse Clothilde
and Mathilde are, it is reported, engaged
in conspiracy to supplant Victor as pre-
tender to the Bonapartist succession by his
brother, Prince Louis. The latter however
refuses it is said to be party to this con-
spiracy.
A COUSIN OF QUEEN VICTORIA DYING IN
OBsCURITY.
A few days ago, says London Truth, there
died in Preston, at an ordinary cottage
house in street on the northern side of the
town, a woman of royal descent-a second
cousin of Queen Victoria, it is distinctly as
serted-and, so far as the town is concerned,
she went down to the grave, at the age OF
eighty-five, "unhonored and unsung." The
only mourner at the graveside was her son,
whose life has been of most checkered des-
cription. For particular reasons we pur-
posely suppress names; if references were
plainly made the living might be injured in
material prospects. This parsonage true to
the vow she had made, gave no general cue
to her character or lineage. So we'll was
this vow kept that only a limited favored
number were able to penetrate the secret.
Descended from royal stock of peculiarly
historic renown, the woman referred to
passed her youthful days in the vicinity OF
Balmoral Castle. A Draw Scotch laddie,
we'll educated, but with no fine ancestry to
boast of, Wooed and won the maiden. They
were married, but the marriage was not ap-
proved of in certain high quarters and the
welded couple afterwards took their depart
ure and located themselves in aneighbOring
Scottish town. Great secrecy was
observed as to the family, character and as
sociations of the deceased, and it was only
three days ago we ascertained, through a
nso1 10, 81 {hnf chn had y,11
at Preston. A short time before her death,
she, with her son, went specially to London
and stayed there for week, certain arrange
ments being made during their sojourn in
the metropolis. In her last illness she called
her son to her bedside, gave him good coun-
sci and advised him to be content with his
present station in life, as any departure
from it might be attended with inconven-
ience to his happiness. During her life
time there were from time to time cOmmu-
nications passing between London and Scot
land and the deceased, which inclines us to
think that the so-called error of her mar
riage was viewed in by no means very
harsh light, and the events which subse-
quently took place strongly confirm this
view. The deceased was a ripe scholar, a
mind and left behind her many things bear
derstand, are about to be, if they have not
already been, sent to q certain quarter. A
vOluminous correspondence has been COM
mitted to the flames by order of certain au-
thorities, and diary kept by husband and
wife has shared the same cruel fate. Many
of the books bore marginal notes in ink,
and these. too have been subjected to the
same fiery ordeal. In accordance with in
structions officially given, all manuscripts
and letters have been destroyed, while some
articles have been sent off to London and
Scotland.
WONDERS OF THE GREAT CANoN.-What
words are to be used, unaided by pencil or
brush, when one seeks to describe what the
canon of the Colorado river really is? Its
magnitude, its solemnity, the awful depth,
the rushing waters, the towering cliffs, all
speak to US, but we cannot speak of them.
Man is dWarfed by nature, abashed by her
grandeur, silenced by the exhibition of her
powers. Imagine the scene. A yellow
hued stream, rushing like gust of angered
wind along rock -strewn bed and between
a line of dark-hued cliffs. Look upward a
thousand feet, and rocks look angrily down;
gaze up another thousand feet, another, and
still another, and there are the same dark
browed monsters glaring down upon you
ana upon the river. LOOK up again, anu
now gaze for 5000 feet into the air toward
the heavens and you can still see rough
edged rocks, all outlined against the sky,
over a mile in height away, throwing up
pinnacles and towers, and domes and isola-
ted peaks chipped and Scared, and dark,
massive, and irregular. The light of day is
dimmed, the place is full of loud hoarse
roars, the air is chilled, and the river lashed
into foaming fury, leaps madly along its
course. Here are shadows that Rembrandt
would have gloried in; here Dore might