The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-05-22

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 the departure of the Dauphine Marie
 Antoinette from the Austrian capital
 was long remembered by the gentle and
 simple of the city. The Empress Maria
 Theresa was unable to conceal her an-
 guish; she seemed to know that she
 would never see her daughter again. The fears of the crowd fell as Marie
 Antoinettes streaming eyes were seen.
 In the embrace, which both felt was to
 be the last, Maria Theresa was heard by those nearest, murmuring: God
 bless you, my child; long distance will
 soon separate us; be just, humane and
 penetrate with the duties of your rank
 and I shall be proud of the regrets
 which I shall always feel. You have
 the gift of pleasing, make use of 1t for
 the happiness of your spouse; be so constantly blessing to the French that
 they will say that it is an angel that
 have sent them" Marie Antonette sWooned when the last embrace follow ed, and she was borne unconscious to
 the vehicle that was to carry her from
 the banks of the Danube to the waters
 of the Rhine.
 | Shortly after 9 o'clock the long train
 of equipages and pensive cavaliers
 moved through the thronged streets or | the then gayest capital in Europe. The
 Emperor Joseph, to prolong the parting, | rode with his sister as far as Molck, the
 ancient stronghold of the Hapsburgs on
 the Danube Every night a courier
 from the empress caught up with the
 voyagers bearing last words of advice l from the grieving mother.
 | Concerning Louis, the imperial moth CT wrote: "A wife should be submissive in everything to her husband and should have no thought but to please
 him and do his will. The only true hap piness in this world lies in happy mar riage; I know whereof I speak. Every thing depends on the wife if she be yielding, sweet and amusing.
 The festival cavalcade of gayly caparisoned steeds capacious equip
 ages, waving plumes. gittering har-
 ness, sumptuous in the affiuence of inn
 perial ease and and patrician state, journeyed during fifteen days through
 the summer glades of the Austrian em-
 pire, obtruding on the mind of the
 young girl that the world, if not made
 for her was at least largely dependent
 upon her smile for it's daily interest in life. A first Orphic utterance is em-
 balmed by the faithful Weber as the fiancee hears the frontiers of France. One of the accompanying danes, to tease the august" maiden, asks arch
 ly: Aren't you overcome at the idea of meeting monseigneur, the dauphin?" To this "indiscreet' question, made to a young person. without experience, "the dauphine," Weber testfiss in respectful awe, made response which gives the measure of dueenly wit. In a voice of rounded dignity, she reprimanded: Madame, shal he at Versailles in five days; on the sixth I can more easily re- ply to your question At last he cortege emerged from the imperial territories and the lilies of France could be seen flashing in the air. Marie Antoinette's eyes wandered over the peaceful low lands bordering the Rhine; tears welled out as she murmured; T shall never see this land again" The jocund caval- cade drew up before raft bridge con- necting the German bank with an island
 in the river; upon this midland of the two countries a sumptuous pavilion had been prepared in which to divest the | Dilut Ol lltf AuStitdu IldtlDIldIly, anu l reinvest her with the external signs and tokens of a new birth. Multitudes lined | the banks on either side; soldiery form | ed in glitterig ranks on the broad Ger man plateaus, where for hundreds of | years other soldiers had withstood the | legions of Gaul. The Paris Gazette and | Mercury presently set forth in admiring detail the scenic effects of the specta cle | with long lists of the grandees present. | One person witnessed the pageant, 1 whose name 1t was not thought worth | indeed it was not then known, nor for many a day after. The young Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, a student in the University of Stras- bourg, walked over from the college to catch a glimpse of the lands desire" the daughter of the Caesars, on her way to be bride of the Bourbon. He had been admitted to the improved bower, wher the charming exile was to sur render every vestige of her mothers land race and influence and become the link to knit other generations The young Goethe. fresh from his mythol- ogy, was strangely impressed by the lugubrious decorations, chosen to the apartment prepared for the of the Hapsburg maid into Bourbon bride. The spacious pa villon had been separated into three roomy chambers. That allotted to the Austrians was resplendent with the inn memorial armor, Indictments and ban ners of the Hapsburg dynasty, inter mingled with the black and yellow flags, the oube-headed eagle and the Roman purple. Between the French md Austrian apartments a throne room was partitioned off radiant with the
 flies and banners of France and Navarro; the walls were hung with the exquisite Gobe1ins, artistically limned IS the finest canvas. But the architect who had the range of the royal furnish gs, by some inexpicable fatality had selected for the scene the hdeous lymeneal of Jason and Medea, the heme of marital tragedy for thousand 1ears. It could hardly have been caprice that chose this omi- nous tableau for the decora tion of 1 Marie Antoinette's first plimpse of her l lew life. To Goethe the sinister figures if the tragic wife and mother seemed Q mingle with and become mart of the s 'oung brides matrculation into her ( lew state. Whether Marie Antoinette I ealized the incongruousness of the hid- l