Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1891-07-25
A MODERN CLEOPATRA.
GREAT AND EVIL FORTUNE OF PAU
LINE BoNAPARTE's NIECE.

fnl-A Great sorrow That Came Through
Her Love for Ber 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 onl of Pauline Bona
parte, Marie Letitia Bonaparte- Wyse,
successfully. by her marriages. Comtesse
de Solms, Signora Rattazzi and Dona de
Rute.
Was there ever human being whose
life seemed so rosy as hers, or whom
nature had made more proof to the vcx-
ations and troubles which lie heavy on
most daughters of Eve2 In many no.
spects this fair offshoot OF the Bonapartes
afforded parallel to Cleopatra, who.
Mrs. Jameson says, was bewiiching to
the last because she exercised the sor-
Gerry OF good nature. Like Cleopatra.
Marie Bonaparte- Wyse was sparkling,
genial magnificent, of happy -go-lucky
temper and Bohemian. il one looks upon
sohemianism as emancipation from cant
and mind Gripping prejudices, some of
which. 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 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
AK, was IN the daytime given up TO
authorship, editorship and preparation
for festivity, and to elegant revelry in
the evening. The lady of the house when
she saw company land nobody ever knew
when she was not seeing it) was in raj.
ment of dazzling beauty. But she looked
IN 1t and in her wondrous jewelry as
pleased rs a child in pretty Sunday
frock. and courted admiration in way
that enhanced her sorcery.
never saw Lady Blessington, she hav-
ing 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
speak. 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
GarVa1 NaFHnnl lot t.-ttI
rial crown and eagle engraved ON them.
A few winters ago she entertained four
prime ministers, Baron Won Beust, De
Lesseps, CASTELAR,, and bards from all
parts, at 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 Nine. Rat.
tazzi according to her Cleopatran taste
for elegant magnificence. The hall was
surrounded by marble busts and statues
of the Bonaparte family, and facing the
emperor was one of herself letting fall
an armful of roses.
THE SORROW THAT CANE.
Don Luis de Rute was a nephew of
fiosas, the Spanish liberal, a man OF
many accomplishments, and the unde-
niable countryman OF Don Quixote. If
ever man was held in willing bondage
by woman, he was by his wife, of
whom he was the devoted, humble ser
want. never seeking to curtail her liberty
or objecting TO any of her friends. The
glamour she cast upon him when he first
saw her as "a muse at Madrid. surround
ed by court of bards and statesmen,
never faded from his eyes. She valued
his devotion TO her and to a beautiful
daughter whom she had had by Rattazzi,
and became deeply in love with him
Mime. de Rnte presented her husband
with twins. one Of whom died at its
birth. The surviving one was called
Dolores or Lola" Ii seemed a ridicn-
lous misnomer All that was joyous
and rosy in the mothers life appeared
TO be incarnate in the child, which was
a paragon of infantile beauty and pre-
cocious wit and intellect Dolores be-
came the idol of the household, and was
as sunshine wherever she went People
used TO say what luck her mother had
10 be so blessed in her maternity. But
wait bit. The luck was TO bring forth
an eternal blight and sorrow upon sor-
row.
Lola was playing IN her mothers
grounds at AK. A horse near which she
ran dashed out and kicked her on the
forehead. The child was taken in dead
10 father and mother, with her brains
oozing out through cash. could not
have conceived the latter broken hearted
and utterly crushed had not seen her.
Since this calamity she took no interes
In anything but portraits and busts of
Lola, which she tried 70 paint and model
from memory. The unfortunate De
Rute said 10 mo; 1.-THE least thing would
now kill me. Since Dolores was taken
from me feel an old man. though not
yet forty-five. The gashed forehead OF
the little beauty is always present In my
mind It's misfortune To have q ten
der heart. because heart sufTerings are
so excruciating.s see in the papers
that small thing did carry of this dis |
tinguished and amiable Spaniard. He
caught a cold at Granada, which devel. |
oped into Inflammation of the lungs and /
killed him. lie died with a cross In his 4
hand in tsshfah Iark - the .kslAta Aa.m