Arizona weekly citizen., 1889-10-05
A MODERN CLEOPATRA.
eREAT AND EVIL FORTUNE OF PAU
 LINE BoNAPARTE'S NIECE.

Beautiful and A agreeable, She Is Surrounded
 by the Wise. the Witty and the Power
 fui-A Great Sorrow That Came Through
 Her Love for Her Little Daughter.
 Never say that one is fortunate till you witness the close of his or her life You must have seen in your diplomatic wan derings in Paris. Turin, Florence. Rome and Madrid that worthy niece Gin regard to beauty and so on) of Pauline Bona. parte. Marie L;etitia Bonaparte- Wyse. successively. by her marriages, Comtesse de Solms. Signora Rattazzi and Dona de Rute
 Was there ever a human being whose life seemed so rosy as hers, or whom nature had made more proof to the vex- atiOns and troubles which lie heavy on most daughters of Eve? In many re- spects this fair ofFslioot of the Bonapartes afforded parallel to Cleopatra. who, Mrs. Jameson says. was bewitching to the last because she exercised the sor- cery of good nature. Like Cleopatra, Marie BoIaparte-W Wyse was sparkling, genial, magnificent, of a happy -go-Iucky temper and Bohemian, if one looks upon Gohemianism as emancipation from cant and mind crippling prejudices. some of which. l own, may have their social uses.
 HER GUESTS AT THE FOLLY"
 She had always in her train the most eminent men of the different capitals, in which she turned up periodically to shine out for short time in splendid belong ings and surroundings. She also shone as a muse. whose fingers were never soiled with ink, and who stole from Venus her girdle and cortege of graces. Her house, or palace, or chalet, near Aix, was in the daytime given up to authorship, editorship and preparation sor festivity, and to elegant revelry in the evening. The lady of the house when she saw company (and nobody ever knew when she was not seeing iD was in raj ment of dazzling beauty. But she looked in it and in her wondrous jewelry as pleased as a child in a pretty Sunday frock, and courted admiration in way that enhanced her sorcery.
 never saw Lady Blessington, she hay tng been long before my time. But fancy that there must have been points of similarity between her Gore house parties and those of the particular great niece of the great Napoleon of whom I speak. A more picturesque or amusing salon than that of Mime. Rattazzi de Rute nobody could fancy. She was constant to old friends. was always recruiting new ones. and was hospitable to all. Old Dumas used to copy manuscripts and help to cook her dinners, which were served on vermeil plate. with the impe- rial crown and eagle engraved on them. A few winters ago she entertained four prime ministers, Baron von Beust. De Lesseps, Castelar,, and bards from all parts, at q joyous dinner at Trouville.
 The most roseate phase of her life was at the Hotel d'Aquila, which she after ward sold to Mrs. Mackay's sister, She was then for three or four years the widow of Sig. Rattazzi, and then the bride of quite young Spanish deputy, Don Luis de Rute. The Hotel d'Aquila was "folly" of the uncle of the ex-king of Naples, who ruined himself in build Ing it, and was fitted up by Mime. Rat tazzi according to her Cleopatran taste for elegant magniicence. The hall was surrounded by marble b:ists and statues of the Bonaparte family, and facing the emperor was one of herself letting fall m armful of roses.
 THE SORROW THAT CAME