The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-12-01

slowed her love.
90 the Emperor, who has come to see
mat his grief and his protestations
Were all to no avail, has at last given
IN IN 10 the girl, who has as much of the
iamlly stubbornness as any others who
nave borne the royal name. He had
wanted her to marry the Crown Prince
OF Germany. So had the Crown
frlnce, who made desperate love to the
ialr object of his affections, only to be
haughtlly rejected in the end.
NOW everybody has given up match
making for Elizabeth, and her engage
nleht TO the man of her choice seems
an accepted fact. Her favored lover is
Prlnce Otto Won Windisch-G raetz. a
soiaier with lieutenant's commission
IN the army. He is good-looking and
popular but not we'll off in this worlds
goods. He is a farmer by occupation.
lie came into possession not many
years ago of tract of land near Ser
alevo, the capital city of Bosnia, and
mere he conducts cattle ranch. The
young officer was a great sympathizer
with the Greeks in their recent struggle
with Turkey. He furnished arms for
many Albanian sympathizers and sup
plled them with horses and provisions
from his own farm. In return for
tnese services King George decorated
the most honorable in HellVa.
Royalty is further scandalized at the
prospective union because the Princes
paternal uncle, Prince Joseph Wind
1sch-GraetZ, took for his wife the beau
tltul ballet dancer Marie Taglioni. Her
grace and beauty delighted all CONT
mental Europe when she was on the
stage, but she was accorded but a chilly
reception in court circles after her
marriage
The Archduchess Elizabeth. who has
thus determined to marry for love at a
sacrifice of station and fortune. has
been the great pet of her grandfather.
the Emperor, and was greatly beloved
by her grandmother the late Empress.
Both lavished upon her costly gifts,
including many valuable Jewels.
She is scarcely more than IS years
old, well educated and speaks French
ana English as we'll as German. But
although she is bright and intelligent
she takes little interest in affairs of
state.
Forty women in the saddle. with legs
astride, and stretched to standing hight
in the stirrup; jingling spurs to boot
heels; body erect, shoulders thrown
back and chin held in like major gen.
erals; cantering fearlessly as Godiva
through the staring streets; gallop.
ing at daredevil speed along the coun-
try highways, leaping hedges, jumping
fences, clearing bitches, the Lady
Rough Riders" of Hackensack are
shaking that staid old New Jersey
town to the very foundations of its
moral structure.
Horses and saddles and spurs, sad
dies and brides and boots, with whis-
pers of scabarded sabres, are the talk
of the day, says Dorothy Adams in the
New York Herald.
Formally speaking, and in social reg
listers, the Lady Rough Riders are
known by the comparatively innUcuous
and more or less commonplace name of
the Hackehsack Riding Club. Its for
ty members, drawn from the very best
families of the county, and represent
ing the NEST exclusive society of the
town, range in age from little girl
of 10 to the white-haired chapeFon of
more than 70, and each and every
mothers daughter of therH, including
the white<naired chaperor, rides her
horse as1ride, or imam fashion," as her
modest grandmother was wont to ex-
press that then almost uninent enable
pose. ride this way once, and you
will never again use a side saddle"
declared this up to date grandmother,
as she slipped a daintily spurred foot
into the stirrup and swung astride her
impatient horse, to show me how cas-
lily it was all done.
The horse and his white-haired rider
had Just few minutes before pranced
through the wide gates of Catalpa villa,
the Spencer Borden residence, where
the meet was to take place. She was
to chaperon the crowd of young girls
who awaited her, and she had sprung
bo v-ifI1 anita 0OTIph
ease as l had just seen her swing in
to it.
Visions of other grandmotherS that
| have known came before my eyes
memories of dear, old-fashioned danes
who at less than 20 l have watched
making frantic attempts, with the aid
of chairs and stepladders, to pile into
low-seated chaises.
And so l asked the new grandmother,
Doesn't it make you very tired, turn
ing these handsprings, and such fast
riding?"
Not a bit" she replied, springihg
out of the saddle again, and beginning
to unfasten the surcingle, preparatory
70 the blanket drill which was to open
the morning why, it's made me
twenty years younger, this sensible
fashion of riding. | was too old to
ride horse in the old-fashioned,
cramped up way that l did when / was
young. and my only regret Is that
could not have adopted this style when
I first began to ride, fifty years ago.
And aren't you afraid sometimes.
7 asked. turning to the little 10-year-old
girl with the long hair, who sat brave
ly astride of a paving and diminutive
Irish horse up to all manner of tricks.
To which she answered, rather incon-
sistently / thought:
me? oh, I'm not afraid of any
thing excepting cows. I'm awfully
scared of cows, though, because you
can't trust them like you can horses"
There are a good many doubtful