Bisbee daily review., 1907-11-24
Arr N AAir sAfnnn LASI SANE WUND
 FROM UNFORTUNATE
 QUEEN CARL0TTA

seen them. Willing to toady to the most unprincipled and vicious dema gogue whom might restore them to their former position.
 Never will I forget enc mawkish minion of Mexico who fell upon his knees at our feet and kissed the ground over which we passed. This was the first traitor who sold my bus band. Maximilian.
 Maximilian was shot on foreign soil, but Mexico did not assassinate him; these men assassinated him who hands. Flags, joy lights, hardshlps. passed.
 News Of war came and my husband took the saddle The emperor spoke with a member of his cabinet and I concealed behind the tapestry over heard the conversation and trembled in horror. The poor Mexicans were being massacred.
 It was then that l decided that rather than live in certain palaces I would rather die in the cave of Gyp- sies. The coommission told us that Mexico was under the full sway of anarchy, but it was false, Maria. The anarchy was in the commis- sion. Among these men who had come to us and betrayed us, who had begged us on pended knees to save their government. They were the rotten CUTS, the miserable plebians, who would worship king and kinglets at any price.
 These commissioners came in great ships saving they were wealthy and spent money with a lavish hand, while !. the important cities of Mexico were ground down by the misery of pow erty and scourged with the curse of yellow fever.
 If you could have dissected my | heart at that time you would have seen that my soul was black with soT- row and sadness.
 Maximiiian did not see it.
 He walked the floor by hours and muttered to himself. He seemed dis traught with fears for our future and weighed down by the burdens of an oneroas government. It was then that had horrible dream. A hideous nightmare. l explained it to my hus- band q have seen," I told him, fin my dream the ghastly wrath of three headless men. recognized them. They were the generals, Miramon and Megia and last of all, my God, the Emperor Maxinlilian."
 My dear husband, save yourself, save me, we are lost. I will clothe myself in mourning and return to Europe, I will be with you in spirit, but must go.'
 ] Maximilian was silent. Covering his face with his hands he sobbed again and again and wept the tears of despair.
 I set out from that country with out any commission describing to me the beauties or the horrors of that earthly paradise At the moment of
 eaying l said to my husband: "Do ! you remain?" It is my destiny" said | Maxindilian.
 Upon arriving in Europe I received a letter conceived in these words:
 You have foretold we'll, Carlotta; the ray of light which enters my room is the last. 1 am in a small chapel kneeling befor the image of our Savior, Jesus Christ Within an hour between a priest and the execu- tioner I will walk to the place q death" In leaving Maximilian l had tue n0TT iDio pT0soTTtITTEITt tiI5st i 2 my only love. AS the ship left the
 shores of Mexico saw on all sides, in the waves, in the clouds, the rac7 of my husband
 What promontory is that which l descry on the horizon?'
 "Senora," replied the captain, that
 is the beach of the Baltic" | Beach of the Baltic, sands or my I @aad f. nave me as l promised you. I re- turn to you clothed in sadness" | I arrived in Paris. I hastened to
 the Tuilleries, but Napoleon re- ceiyed me with coldness and said that he was unable to help me. Then I remembered the cross and flew to
 Rome. I went to the Vatican, kissed
 the feet of His Holiness-and in that
 instant I saw again those three hid eous headless wraiths-I lost all nope, I remembered one man and then l
 was mad. Mad with sorrow and de spair
 They conveyed me to Vienna and immediately to this castle, where I
 lived in the silence and the solitude and the memory of lost love For
 in my youth wished fer no greater joy or pleasure than to love and be loved.
 Here they brought to me the cssk.t containing the remains of my love, a casket which I opened one day without being seen by anyone. The right hand of my husband was closed l ss if it were of bronze. My hand in touching his encountered a note | which said "Cariottz, you have fore
 told well. Forgive me. l, who have lived sFilly desire to die wsIl; my last 1 sigh is for you. Goodbye, my love |" I Do you wonder, my dear, that ]
 have lost my reason, that I am mad? am not CaFlotta; I am not of the | living; no, my soul is flown. Napo-
 leon III dethfoned and exiled, has be- trayed me. Napoleon fallen will be tray you-But I faust finish. Good bye. Maria Victoria My mind is tot tering again, my soul returns to wan der in the illimitabie depths of mad
 ness. I am going back to those hid eous wrafths. Maria Victoria, do not leave your country. Maria my dear,
 do not let them deceive you as they
 have deceived me.
 J Do not let them sell you as they 1 have sold me. I give yod these rev I elat.ons of my inmost .lsart as proof
 of my loyal friendship.
 Your unfortunate and saith-ul
 friend,