The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-12-18
ROMANCE OF LAST
 CENTURY RECALLED
Death of Princess Margue-
 rite" in Copenhagen
CHECKERED CAREER
Was Former Beauty Known Through out Europe-Died in Danish Poor house-KiIled the Man She
 Loved

Copenhagen, December 17.-(Speeiai) )- One of the most astonishing romances or our time came to an end with the death of Marguerite Antoine, often known as ,Princess Marguerite" This woman, once celebrated throughout Europe for her beauty and wealth. the daughter of a man who carved kingdom for himself oul of the province of Araucania, in Chill. recently died in a Danish poerheuse on the island of Ryesgade.
 Princess" Marguerite Antoine was the daughter of Crelie Antoine, French ad- venturer, who ruled as king of Araueania, in Chill, in the middle of the last cen tury. She was born in the southern part Of France in 1889. Her father acquired large fortune by his enterprises In South America, and finally formed bold project to carve out a kingdom for himself in chii He took with him his daughter, then IS, and at the height of her beauty, with the intention of making her prin- cess.
 Four hundred men, bold, fighting men. with Crelie Antoine as their leader, land ed and advanced into the interior.
 Creie Antoine was declared King of Araucania.
 1t took this intelligent woman but few months among the natives of her fathers kingdom to realize that the peo- pie of Araucania were quick to learn. 1t had been easy to conquer themy but. it would not be so easy. to hold them. She warned her father of his danger. Feeiing safe in hls position, he laughed at her fears. For one year this ambitious wom- an acquired great wealth from the mines of her fathers kingdom.
 While the Princess Marguerite was on a voyage homeward there was a general rising of the natiVes in Auracania. King Creie Antoine was killed in the midst of the people he had ruled. In the months before she learned of her fathers death Princess Marguerite had happy life. The story of her great wealth was told through all Europe She was called the richest woman in the world.
 This added much to the attraction of her sons of the most aristocratc families of Europe. She declined this honor so ire quently that at last it was rumored that she could only be won by prince of the blood.
 Marguerite, while crossing the English channel from Dover to Calais, met ner fate. During the night, while still near the English shore, the vessel was wrecked by a storm. As the ship sank, Princess Marguerite felt herself supported by arms Invisible in the darkness. At intervals 41, the waves beat wildly around her, she was conscious of the same strong arms hold ing her to the floating timber from the wreck After many weeks, when she re- covered from the shock and the hours spent in the icy waters, Princess Marguer- ite sent for the man who had saved her life. He was a Dane, big and blonde, an officer in the Danish army. In the months that followed, even while return ing in full the great love of this man who had battled so bravely for her life, the Princess Marguerite took all a coquette's pleasure in tormenting him.
 Four months from the night of the wreck the princess gave a sumptuous ban quet for 50 guests at the residence she had taken. As the dessert was placed upon the table the big blonde officer, insane with jealousy, rose suddenly to his feet. He waited, and when silence came, he raised his glass and spoke to the beautiful woman at the head of the table.
 .I have given you all I had to give, now give you my life" He drained to the last drop of wine into which he had poured a deadly poison and fell dying to the floor. In an agony of sorrow and reniorse, the princess dropped by the stiff fening body, calling his name and assur- ing him, too late, of her love. Soon after tho tragic death of her lover, Princess Marguerite learned of her fathers as- sessination by the natives of Araucania. Shc spent many years in travel in an ef- fort to forget her sorrows. She gave away much of her money, and lost the rest of 1t through swindleS and financial mis- fortunes. In a short time the beautiful princess became but memory to the people of Europe.
 The feeble, weak, half starved old wom- an, after many months of hardship and misery, wandered to Copenhagen, the birthplace of the brave Danish officer who had loved her so deeply. For years she lived there. alone and friendless. Every day at the same hour the little shabby old woman, leaning on a stick, could be seen toiling toward the cemetery. There, under the shade of the trees, Mar guerite Antoine would sit for hours dreaming of the past by the grave of the man she had loved and yet killed.