Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-08-29

cess upon his arm, OF the royal family |
OF acknowledgements Behind him, two |
and two came the sixteen members OF
the royal family, eight princes and |
eight princesses, and all OF them were
virtuous-all except Conrad, the ath- |
anced husband OF Princess Amelia oil
Roulettenburg, who, as you know, was
Il very bad one indeed.
NOW, Albrecht, reigning Prince OF
Roxanbloxanfels, was ambling along
the center of the great gravel walk
his consort, the Princes Wllhelmine
who was fat, fair and so, upon his arm.
1.-The dear Conrad is feeling i'll,
said the Princess Wilhelmine to her
august spouse; and cert ainly the dear
Conrad looked exceeding unwell, for
he suddenly turned very red, then he
had grown very pale, and, still re-
manning white as ghost, he looked,
if possible, more foolish than usual.
1.-THE Monarch turned to his son, the
procession stopped and Prince Al
brecht was about to inquire after his
sons health when Sylvia Seton step
ped out from the crowd, made Prince
Albrecht low courtesy, and placed
a paper in his hand.
Permit me to introduce myself,
your majesty, as the wife OF your son,
Prince Conrad" Thereupon the
reigning Princess Wilhelmine tainted
in the arms of her august husband,
| and gave gentle scream; and the
| eight princesses, as one girl, each gave
| a little squeal and tainted in the arms
OF their eight princely brothers.
"Bocksbuetell Where is Baron
| Bocksbeutel?" shouted his serene
transparency, the Prince Albrecht.
"a little old man in a cooked hat,
looking like the pictures Of Baron
Munchausen and covered with orders,
stepped forward, saluted, and stood
| in attention.
present, Majesty" cried Baron
! Bocksbeutel, chief OF the secret police
| of Roxanbloxanfels.
" 'Bocksbeutel said His Majety with
melodramatic gesture, indicating
| Sylvia Seton, | commit this unfortu-
nate lady your charge. Poor thing,
she is as mad as a halter, said His
Majesty III loud voice for the benefit
OF the bystanders. "By this time the
Princess Wilhelmine and her daughters
had come to, and then his Majesty
gave the word OF command. 'Nor-
warts, he cried, and the royal party
moved on. When they reached the
royal apartment Prince Conrad was
placed under provisional arrest, and
after he had dined (they always dined
at l at Roxanbloxanfels, because
they were so various) his Majesty
Prince Albrecht sent for the crestfaller
Conrad.
a. Conrad, said His Majesty in q
terrible voice, is it true that the eldest
of my sixteen august children has dis
graced HIMSELF"
"'Pas 81 bette answered Prince Con
rad, who was very proud OF his French
we were married-ma loi, it was but
a comedy, little father The priest
who performed the ceremony was my
confidential valet, and the Prince
chuckled and smiled, and tugged al
his great straw.colored moustache.
"For a whole minute his serent
transparency the Prince Albrecht wa!
lost in deep thought.
"'You deceived this young girl
: then, he said. Son Conrad, said tn,
Monarch, firmly, 4 am known as tn,
) most moral sovereign in Europe; tina
title is very dear to me. Miserable
boy, you must be married at once
"The luckless Prince Conrad fel
upon his knees. He begged, he prayed
F, he vowed that the Princess Amelia o
Rouiettenburg was dearer 20 him thar
life. But His Majesty was not to b
? moved, and he rang the bell for tn
court chaplain. The prime ministe
9 was sent for, and the British envo.
, resident at the court ofRoxanbloxan
! fels was hurriedly summoned. Within
l half an hour Sylvia Seton was marrie'
z to Prince Conrad in the private chape
OF the palace of Roxanbloxanfels.
J, bride and bridegroom parted foI
r ever at the altar rails. Sylvia Seto
Q was now a serene highness, but sh
: declined to haye anything more to d
r with Prince Conrad. She refused tn
l handsome provision offered her b
e her royal father-in-law. She left 10
# Paris the same night. Within tn
+ week Prince Conrad committed su
r cied. / was going to say he blew hi
: brains out, but that was impossible
c but he did shoot himself through I'll
r head. The thing was q nine day
e wonder.
i GAS for Sylvia Seton, she is Sylv
r Seton still. That's her story. He
sad dream of love and ambition wa
7, over and from that day to this, Nib
o that woman worked like slave. ST
h might have married well half doze
!, times had she pleased, but she wi
l. remain Sylvia Seton to the end OF Il
e chapter. Her story has been forgo
h ten long ago"
,e you're not asleep, Nibbs?" askt
d Sir John Protocol little anxiousl
% asleep, Jack my boy" answers
&c that gentleman. "Your story WI
9. most interesting and absolutely ne
lie to me. know most OF your storie
ye Jack" he added with little yaw
ii "By the way, is there word OF trut
D. in IT,"
;e "Look in the 'Almanach
Gotha," said Sir John dryly.
ig Lets have brandy and soda
lie said Mr.. Nibbs," and drink h