Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-10-27
and thus leaves the necessary time for the
realization Of its wish"

A DISAPPOINTED DUKE.
Apropos OF this Supreme Court of tn
Duchy of Brunswick may add that as sool
as 1t has passed Judgment in this case, ]
| will disappear altogether. It is strang,
coincidence that the last affair the court hal
ever to judge will be that in which the las
representative of the once reigning family
| of Brunswick is interested. Its powers ano
| functions are to be transferred to the Su
preme Court of the Empire that sits Al
Leipzig. But to 90 back to the Duke
Years ago, when he found that the Bruins
wickers were tired of him, he loaded II
wagons full of lncalculable treasures and
| got away with it to England. But his old
friends in London received him coldly, and
| the royal gentleman, who had been his CHIEF
companion as boy, would, as William w..
have nothing TO do with him. So he came
to Paris, hid; for a while from Louis
Philippe, who would have had him
the decree Of expulsion was revoked he set
tied down in the famous hotel of the
Champs Elysees, that afterward became
the residence of Queen Christine, of Spain,
and is now the town house of the Duchess
Dues. Those who knew him fairly well,
and who used to be visitors in his princely
mansion, have told me of the man. He was
a little fellow. had false heels inside his
shoes to make himself look taller, and used
to wear wigs of different lengths, so as to ap-
pear as if his hair was growing BE was a
fine musician and daring rider, drove
tiger-skinned horses when Louis Philippe
was on the throne, and rode behind a yellow
team during the Empire. He had his box
ut the Grand Opera and at the Italiens, and
was at home to men of letters and to musi-
clans. He several times drove trotting races
with the Due d'Orleans, but disliked so
much the bourgeoise dynasty, that he made
it a condition they should only salute with
their whips when they met, and he would
never raise his hat to any member Of the
then reigning family.
A ROYAL N1sER.
Then he began to grow avaricious and sus-
pected everybody. The mansion in the
Champs Elysees was turned into veritable
fortress. At the head of his bed was a trap
which opened on well that reached down
so yards beneath the cellar, and into this he
could descend his diamonds and valuable
documents at a moments warning. The eel
lars were as strong as those of the Bank of
France, and in them were iron cases full Of
golden guineas bearing the efhgies of all the
Brunswickers who had ever reigned in En-
gland. There were gold pieces of eight gen.
erations of dukes. and there were thousands
and thousands of coin bearing his own bust
that were never put into circulation. A Sc
cret staircase led down to these cellars and
only the Duke and his chamberlain, Baron
d'Andlau, held keys of the secret DOORS The
work of construction was executed by relays
of workmen utterly unknown to each other;
and when the secret was discovered by police
officers called in after a robbery, the Duke
resolved to sell his property. Another thing
impelled him to dispose of his place, and
thatw because its number had been altered
from 81 to 78, and of the figure he had
holy horror.
Strange to relate, month after the Count
ess de Caumont-Laforce became proprietor
of the mansion she was murdered in it by
one of her servants. It was subsequent to
her assassination that it became the dwelling
of Queen Christine. Now it is the property
Of noble lady who got her fortune out OF
Champagne, and who was one of those who
money to General Boulanger. She
lives there when in Paris, but the place
shows little signs of life, and the massive
yilded gate, which turns on heavy hinges |
and which used to bring into action a colos- |
'al system of gongs and bells, is seldom |
hrown open to society.
HENRY HAYN1E,