Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1903-12-30
A RUNAWAY )
PRINCESS
By Curran (
Richard Greeniey 5
Copyright, 1905, by T. c. Mcclure Z

at is useless. your highness, 10 pro-
test against the things that are The
baroness smoothcd down her laces
with plump little hands upon which
cleaned innumcrable rings. Marie
Amalie Constantia Louise land all
the rest of it." us she said TO herself
Princess OF Doldrums. arose from her
low chair with Il most unroyal lmpa'
tience. Swish. swish. went the si.krn
skirts over the polished floor. and the
Baroness Won GriefpnStp!n w!Si'y KEPT
silence.
Marie Ama!ie StGod III the window
and drunned Il tattoo ,ipnn the pane
Below. the little fountain tossed ttS
laughing waters and tie cnrHSSiers
band poured forth the NATIONAL an
Marie Anialia was tired Of fountains;
that played in tiir sunlight. tired or the
national hymn. sick to the soul Gf the
tluchy Of DGlGrumS AMI all Ii contain
rd-all because IL few short weeks De-
fore the baroness had taken Ter yannS
charge with her train to the hunting
schlosS and then spent Il glad. never
to be forgotten day.
Somehow knows. for such
things have WAY of managing them
selves-the equerries and the princess
maids drlfted two by two down The
forest alleys in the languo:ouS after
noon. The baroness nodded III her
chair, and Mario Amalie found herself
alone.
When Mari Davent rode from the
gasthaus that morning he drew long
breaths Of the forest freshness. For
miles beneath the arching lindens or
the dukes forest lie rode at a walk. the
reins hanging louse on the bays neck
singing snatchps Of college glees and
thinking of the farof country whittier
he would soon be going.
He raised his eyes and looked down
the linden rcachcs-,looked and woke.
so near that the buy reared In sudden
fright. Then Davnnt slipped from the
saddle and stood hat in hand. as Mario
Amalie came tcward lin through the
green twilight.
She did not attempt to excuse herself
to herself. and to no one else did that
imperious young wonan vourllsafe
rhymc or reason for her deeds. 1t was
temptation pure and simple. 1T a time
when the girl wis sore Imhlit"rcu
against the traditional shacklrs. y
prisoncd thing. bound and hiil"h in lier
Jewels and lacpS. she had known the
shame of the old rour'S approval Wien
he came to view her, as one would the
points of prize mare. and pronounced
her fit to be Duchess CT GrafSland.
"Fitw Marie Amalie ground her white
teeth together at the remembrance or
II, But she smiled with level brows in
to the brown eyes of Davent as the
handsome head was bowed before her.
and then trouble began for the Baron
ess Griefenstcin.
Two hours later they parted under
the lindens. he believing her some no.
bleman's daughter in the train Of the
young princess; she knowing all the
facts about him. Marie Amalie came
I'D the linden walk, thinking deeply.
An American, it suited her exactly.
She thought of the yacht that lay
even now at Havre; thought, too. OF
the doddering old Duke of Grassland.
who had buried his second wife not a
year before, the pale, pretty princess
out Of the north, who had been sold to
him, as they were selling her.
Marie Amalie went softly up the
marble steps. through the portico and
down the hail. her footsteps making
no sound in the thick carpet. She
drew back the portipre that hung in