New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-10-14

The young Pretender had his Lochiel and his
Cluny; he had also his Murray of Broughton
and scores Of others who. like Lord Lovat
looked first to their own interests and only in
cjdentally to those Of their "rightful king" The
rising Of 1145 is wrapped in heroic glamour,
and always viii be. but the figures in it that
rise 10 high levels, If numerous enough among
the rank and file-where unquestioning peas
ants fought with passionate devotion TO their
Frlnce-2re comparatively few in prouder
circles Scotland was poor Her mobiles were
torn between sentiment and prudence. If they
had known how heavily the hand Of Butcher
Cumberland fall upon all classes after
Culloden, they might have sought the Jacobite
standard with more alacrity. By trimming and
by fat abstenuon they deepened the gloom that
gathered swiftly round the Prince and in the
long run gained nothing for themselves.
To Charles the actual conditions in Scotland,
and in England, too, for that matter, had never
been reported with conclusive accuracy. At the
beginning Of his attempt fortune seemed 10
suile- PrestOnpans gave him fleeing emotion
OF triumph But Culloden followed only too
soon, and thenceforward the Prince was a
ruined man. He thought better Of his earlier
resolve, ito conquer or to dye" and to the ever
lasting regret Of his devotees, turned his back
on the field which might have given him
spotted fame in giving him a soldiers grave.
Mr. Lang seems 10 vince he tells the rest Of
his herO's story. It is not surprising. He loves
the memory of Charles Edward, but he cannot
ignore the contemplate wretchedness Of the long
years after CUIoden. Hunted in the heather,
with the wild sky above him and with every
moment calling upon him. not n vain. for cour-
age, bright spirits and alert address, the fu-
gitive looms, for a little while, a distraught
but still charming figure. Then the weakness,
the pettiness, the self-indulgence and vulgarity
OF his futile life the Continent fill the reader
al once with compassion and disgust Charles
Edward had fought, but he could not lose, like
gentleman. To legitimate resentment against
the bitter factions and the unpreparedness that
had contributed so much TO his failure he add
ed the peevish unreasonableness Of a hard
drinker. All his old gauantry and Ighthearted-
Dess disappeared: he was no longer the buoyant
Pretender, aiming gloriously at a splendid goal,
but q soured adveuturer, rambling incognito
eyeTywher even 10 London, and slipping into
shabby relations. into ever more and more an
moving undigniied ways. He married Princess
Louise Of StOlberg. but the match was wholly
one OF convenience, and, bringing him nothing
that he had hoped for, landed him ultimately
n still more parlous state. They quarrelled
Outrageously. as James and Clementina SObi-
eska had Quarrelled before them. only Charles
Edward appears TO have far surpassed his
father in wrong medicines, playing the savage
brute where James had been more the pedagogue
than the tyrant Alferi came upon the scene to
console Louise and add the finishing touch Of
scandal 20 the miserable Princes life
When the latter expired, in lTSS, he had trav-
elled far, indeed. from the bright promise of his
youth and OF the first stages of his heroic en-
lire: how far may be judged by comparing the
earlier portraits Of him with Batonis painting,
done after the marriage with Princess Louise
M. Langs volume is embeIlished with superb
plates and, one after another, they revive the
Rltchery Of that noble presence so debonair, so
Lrincely which all but carried the Stuarts back
70 the English throne The BatOni portrait,
showing at glance how the Prince degenerated,
sends a pang the heart Of the reader. An
image Of tragic wreck in OLD age might be en-
cured, this fat SNUG. commonplace visage is
almost intolera bic, so unworthy does il seem of
ali that has gone before But Mr.. Lang bravely
includes il in his imposing gallery, and, as has
bes.n Indicated above, his narrative is always
ydid First and last, this is a sad biography.
II has been said that melancholy was insepara-
rle from the charm Of the Stuarts. Mr. Lang
confirms this hypothesis