Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1914-03-20
XII.
The Mother Of Prince.

The Mother of a Prince.
The walls OF the palace at Ancona
dropped to the sea: against them the
waves danced. Out on the blue wa.
ter lay a fleet OF fishing-boats, and the
wind tapped torn sails, and the sun
light glanced on battered hulls and
Uttered decks. The oma who sat
by an open window Of the palace
pushed the black trailing or her gown
from her. as II the somberness hurt
her eyes: she laid her head against
the window-frame and stared at the
breeze-tossed waves and the fishing
feet.
ut may be our only hope of escape
THOSE wretched boats" she said, half
aloud. and her blue eyes were full OF
sadness, almost OF hopelessness.
A sound caught her ar. and she lift
ed her head quickly. The doc into
the next room was partly pen and
some one moved there, that was all
She turned, the lines Of her figure
falling again into a melancholy pose.
THE doctor takes a long time" she
spoke, and gazed out once more to the
water.
There a been a spirited young
girl years before who had romped in
the gardens OF Malmaison. who had
led the laughter which echoed through
those n Of lime and plantain.
whose sweetness and ~vivacity had
drawn the figure Of Napoleon himself
Into the vortex of gladness which was
her atmosphere. Always brightness
seemed to follow her through the en-
chantment Of the place: always she
seemed to move in gaiety. Today. on
: March morning OF 1880. this was she
-Hortense.
been. the queen OF Holland, and now
for years an exile. Here. Ill. q fugi-
tive. In her nephew's palace at An
coma. with the Austrians at the gate
Of the city, she waited in anxiety al
most more intense than she could bear
the word OF the doctor az to her son.
Five days before, at Forli, her older
boy had died, and her sore heart
stirred with a sickening throb as she
thought OF this other-Louis-now her
only child. lying In the room beyond
In a high fever, Ill with the disease
with which his brother had fallen. A
woman's soul might we'll be over
crowded with such sorrow and such
fear, but there was nor Her two
boys had thrown in their lot shortly
before with the Italian re~volutionists.
and had fought, and had distinguished
themselves. And now that the revo.
luton OF tte Eomasna was a failure.
that the Austrian army was advanc-
ing VIGOROUSLY. now that death had
taken the older to safety, the younger
-Louis-the invalid lad in the room
beyond, vas In imminent danger. He
was excepted from the general am
nesty; the natural ways of escape
were closed, for ..he authorities OF
Tuscany and of Switzerland had let
her know that the Prince would not be
permitted In those territories. From
Rome two OF her sons uncles, Cardi
nal Fesch and King Jerome, had sent
word that IL he were taken by the
Austrians he was lost. And at the
moment when Hortense had decided to
carry her boy on to Turkey by way
Of Corfu. an Austrian fleet appeared
IN the Adriatic.
In such a critical state were the
affairs Of the black-gowned woman
who gaxed from the palace windows
to the sea. The doctor was with her
on. The boys condition seemed to
her no better. but worse than the day
before; she waited an oficial verdict.
The door opened and she looked up az
tall man came in.