The herald., 1893-07-23
POOR OLD PRINCESS ANGEL|NE,
The Royal Parsonage Who Lives
in Seattle.
The Last Descendant of Seattle, the
Indians Ruler.
Souvenir Spoons Bear Her Profile and
Her Credit at tho Stores Is
Good-Some Traditions of
Her Career.

Her Career.
Everybody on this side of the water
seems to be talking about royalty,
dukes, earls, princes and lords OF high
degree in general coming over to attend
our great fair and our still greater coun-
try, says Seattle correspondent of the
New York World. 1t may, perhaps,
therefore, be opportune to call attention
to an American princess, a direct de-
scendant of the forest kings who for 80
many centuries roamed undisturbed
through the country. This princess was
born somewhere in the wilds of the
northwest nearly il not quite 100 years
ago. She padded fearlessly about in
the dancing waters OF Puget sound, and
said her prayers to the snow-capped
peaks that crown it, long before most
OF the readers of this letter had opened
their eyes to the light of an eastern
dawn.
1t is safe to conjecture that nine out
OF every ten persons visiting this city
will become interested in "Angeline"
and her history. It could hardly be
otherwise, when her pictures are dis
played through the town in every mer-
chants window. She is photographed
in all sorts af attitudes, in all sizes,
upon every conceivable object OF use or
ornament. Her wrinkled face looks out
frou a huge, gaudily-covered lithograph,
proclaiming loudly that no tobacco in
the world equals this particular brand.
1t smiles in a particularly modest way
from the gold bowls of souvenir spoons,
the covers of silver match boxes, bon
bonnieree, old coins, etc. In fact, it is
impossible to turn in any direction with
out being confronted by Angeline insn-
innate or Angeline in the flesh. For
this honored Individuals not person
ege of the past entirely, but "lives,
moves and has her being" through
the streets of Seattle today. And
what quaint figure she is to be sure
Her age-who knows? though all
agree that it is somewhere near the
century mark.
Princess Angeline's father was the
last of the great chiefs, and it was after
this warrior the Queen City was named.
There is copied photograph of Chief
Seattle to be found in most book stores,
and it shows a kindly face; that of the
princess, indeed, being not unlike it..
Before he died he was friend of the
little band of white settlers that found
its way into the northwest, although 1t
is not at all by reflected light that
Princess Angeline shines. She seems
to be q connecting link between the
old days and the new, and she ia much
beloved by the eayly settlers here.
Among the many romantic stories told
OF the princess there is one that no
living person presumes to question.
1t is, indeed, on the facts it contains
that Angeline's popularity rests. This
happened moons and moons ago, when
the tribes were powerful and the white
men but a handful in comparison. An
geline's father had been friend of the
whites, and she resolved to be friend,
too. So. one night when she heard the
other Indians plotting y massacre of all
the settlers ere another sun, she stole
from her wigmam, running miles and
miles to warn the white people OF their
danger. She thought nothing of her
bleeding bare feet and torn hands, nor
could che wait to have them taken care
OF, but got safely back after giving the
warning before sne was missed. When
the attack was made, of course, the
whites were prepared, and although the
Indians were two to one, they were
badly defeated. The red men vowed
vengence on the head of the one who
had betrayed them, but Angeline was
never suspected.
Princess Angeline is beloved, too, by
her own people. Owing to the tavors
she receives from the whites, she is en-
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clothing and provides them with COM
The residents Of Seattle were most anx.
ious to show their appreciation of her
services, their affection for the daughter
of the good old chief, by providing boun-
tifully for her. They would have built
her small house, given her enough to
live upon and taken the best of care of
her, but the old habits were too strong,
and she preferred tent to q cottage, q
life among her own people to the civil
ization among strangers. So they finally
decided it was best to let her have her
own way, and they adopted an
other means of ineuring her against
want, succeeding so we'll that many of
your New York swells would be glad of
her unlimited credit. She can 60 into
any of the stores and get whatever she
wants. Il makes no difference how big
bill she runs up, every one is willing
to fill her order. These orders are
charged to the account of any ofta dozen
wealthy men, who, in lieu of being able
to help her in any other way, resort to
that means.
Sometimes the bills are pretty large,
and good share OF the pounds of tea,
coffee and sugar, sacks OF flour, delica-
cies in the way of cakes and cookies find
their way into the tents OF those OF her
own people who most need them. The
other day the princess's grocery bill was
found to contain several charges for
cigarettes. Some email boy had prob
ably wound himself around her heart,
for no one would ever think that an
American princess smoked cigarettes.
City Committees.
The regular meeting of the council
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