The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-01-21
NOVELTY IRON WORKS.

was sold by her; he still stayed on it
when it passed into still other hands. His
lot was always that of mental he was
| absolved from military service as incapa-
| BILE; he was discharged by cooper, 10
/ whom he had been apprenticed, because
he was incapable Of learning trade the
owners of the estate employed him as
servant and messenger, and that he could
do. His resem blance TO the Grain Kiel-
mansegge was striking. and she sent him
a few thalers each year TO exc out his
scant resources. But he bore yet more
striking likeness. His face was the coun-
terpart Of the great Emperor and though
he had been named Heinrich, he called
himself Napoleon Bonaparte. Indeed in
1852, Just after the coup d'etat, the Saxon
ambassador sent him money to come to
Paris and prosecute a claim there as a
son of Napoleon !. He was not unkindly
received by the man who afterward be-
came Napoleon III, nor was his claim al
together repudiated. 10 is said that the
fact of his paternity was even suspected
by Parisians who CHANGED to see him
upon the street. and that one gentleman
thus meeting him secured him an intro
duction to the Minister Morny, through
whom he was permitted to visit the tomb
of Napoleon l.
The last scene Of worldly activity for
the Grain kielmansegRe opened in 1880.
The intense devotion which she had con-
centrated upon Napoleon during his life,
after his death turned not to the ignorant
boy at Dresden. but TO the idolized son
of Maria Theresa, the young Duke Of
Reichstadt She was accused of conspir-
ing with considerable party in France to
have him brought from Vienna and placed
upon the throne Of his father She iu-
deed, had reached Vienna before the plot
was discovered, and she was taken back
to Dresden under military escort. She
never again left il. The unhappy youth
soon died, and hencefcrth her life for
thirty years was spent in the CANDLE
lighted room in the Plauensche Grund
with her memories and her two minia-
lures.
Once only is she known to have left the
Plauen Palais. A few months before her
death, clad in her familiar gray gown
and white cap, she was driven into ORES
den in an old worn-out drosky, TO the
gallery Of a fashionable photographer
when am gone you will reap a rich
harvest from my picture" she told him
after the sitting. For whatever her real
importance may or may not have been,
she at least estimated sufficiently high
her value as a woman Of mystery. The
piles of Manuscript which Uttered her
room were written by herself. and they
tell the full story Of her life. 1t may be
that they have nothing TO reveal which is
not personal to the writer; IL may be that
the mysteryof her life, and her strange
atonement are in reality, not mystery at
all, and that all that is worth the telling
about her has already been made known.
OF that we may not be sure until another
twenty years has passed, and the full
half century is reached, during which
the seals Of her Manuscript were to remain
unbroken. But even if no more remains
behind, the pictures which that uncanny
room and its strange occupant call up are
of a character to thrill the imagination
and tingle the nerves with something
very near akin TO horror.