Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1894-06-21

1t is only necessary to see some
very shabby old gentleman WANDERING
round the hills and wooded walks of
AiN-les- BANS TO be quite assured that
ne is g aing cooling Off" as one or
| the doctors at AK guessed.
Although AK in summer would not
always express that particular process
with the thermometer at 80 degrees
! Yet it affords a king out of business. 3"
| or a King on lark, or King who is
/ t"cd of sporting his crown and crluine
| all day a very good opportunity for
unbending.
| ! remember particularly seeing two
very plain old people wandering
through a vineyard apparently lost,
in Savoy, when | was told that they
were the Prince de Joinyille ana his
sister, writes Il European correspond
ent. The old Emperor of Brazil and
his wife We're often there, in their
last days. the most unpretending of
people. one opulent EngliShman. feel
ing a great pity for the poor old man,
offered to lend him his carriage, and
was very much mortified to be told
that he had been talking to Dom Pedro
! dl Alcantara, emperor Of Brazil one
| Of the richest men in the world.
In fact, the trappings of royalty,
their livery, get to be intolerable to
them; they desire nothing so much as
to get away from it, excepting on
| these great occasions of state, when
it is absolutely necessary to wear
uniform, orders, grand gowns and
tiaras.
l suppose Victor Emmanuel was con
Sidered the ugliest man in the world
| And yet to see the brave soldier who
had leaped from his saddle to the
throne OF the Quirinal was by no
means to see only an ugly man, He
was a noble and picturesque figure,
with more majesty than most fat men
can assume. His very red face be
spoke exposure to the weather and to
| the pleasures of the table, but it had
an individual charm as we'll He
would never eat in company. but ap-
peared at the head Of his table in
splendid uniform, hearing q biz sword,
talking to Mr.. Marsh our minister,
of whom he was very fond, and who
gave me many particulars of the pri-
yate life Of this IRE Galantuomo" and
of his beautiful niece, Marguerite of
Savoy now queen of italy.
Mr.. Marsh was dean of the diplo-
matte circle, and Of course sat next
to the king at the state dinners. /
saw the king, the ugliest man in Eu-
rope, seated near the most famously
beautiful woman Of the nineteenth
! century. the Empress Eugene. in
gOndola, on one occasional night of
fiesta and illumination-in October,
1869. She was on her way to open
the SueZ canal, which her kinsman,
Lesseps, had inst completed. / have
often wondered that artists have not
made this splendid scene the occasion
of n great picture.
Victor Emmanuel was every inch a
king that evening. | afterward saw
him dining out of Florence, in hunts
mans hut, looking like a brigand Of
the Abruzzi. "Ohr' said my courier,
prostrating himself on the ground,
there the Re Galantuomo is enjoying
himself"
The funeral of KoSsuth reminded me
Of two visits / once made 10 Turin.
1t IS a book of golden requests Of the
Titanic race, from which came Victor
Emmanuel, and in coming up from
Rome in the spring time. 1885, | could
but think how Napoleon Bonaparte
and his descendants had become inter
woven with the PiedmOntese mon
archy.
The journey was through a very
lovely country The Apennines wore
the blue green Of one of Raphaers
backgrounds and over their shoulder
peeped an occasional snow mountain.
The grass was as green as Erin, the
mustard heeces lay in yellow patches
here aud there, the peach trees threw
out a hectic pink which was pathet-
ically lovely, and up into each of these
Daphne looking trees clambered a
vine, promising future grapes. The
agriculture Of Lombardy is the most
pa llthis meat IL AEAA 'RilAA- Al AAiN
world. The plains Of Marengo will
bear fruit and flowers, yet the short,
sharp, decisive ssiee Of Napoleon still
rings In ones ears as the guard calls
"Alessundriaw for scarcely above the
river lies that decisive battle-ground
where Dessaix fell saying. II fear
this is a battle lost" 1T is a battle
won said Napoleon. y cannot stop
to weep" He pressed on and won
the day by his audacity.
But why fight the battle Of Marongo
over again? Tonder stream is only
red with the light Of the setting sun.
Great grandly uselessly fortified town
of Alessandria, The Guelphs builded
and the Ghibollines laughed
We pressed on to Turin The world
has not praised It enough The wan
derinz Pc" and the violently rapid
Dora Riparia rush through ana by III
and shat magnificent vision of snow
noun aims, the whole chain of the Pen