Year: 1877




nounced the cause of death to have
been disease Of the liver, while sem
timental ones declared it to have
been the effect of a broken heart.


Apropos Of the flirtations with
royal princes, it is said that the
stories so often whispered against
the Prince of Wales morals are
quite half of them fabricated by
the many fair ones who would only
too gladly fall in love with his royal
highnesS, if only his royal higbness
would fall in love with them. Poor
fellow! how terribly bored he must
be-if he has any sense-with a
'bevy of houris all making eyes at
him and desperately languishing-
of course for the prince and not for
the man. Why cannot they leave
him in peace, now that his figure is
growing aldermanic? His hair is
thinning fast at the top-has the
"Rose Of Denmark" assisted nature
in that respect, | wonder? and his
years are verging toward that
period in mans existence when il
lusions are outliyed, and when one
sees the paint and tinsel that adorn
each goddess, and has come to think
good dinner and plenty of it far
preferable to any number of SON.
nets to mistress eyebrow, no mat
ter how splendidly penciled and
perfectly got up-prOvided inspec-
tion be not to elose-that eyebrow
may be. The latest thing in nice
little scandalous stories about the
count is that some fat lady, blessed
in the usual fashion of my sex with
a tongue more remarkable for length
and activity than discretion, took it
into her head to boast that the
Prince Of Wales was in love with
her, the truth being that he had
spoken a few civil words to her
about half a dozen times. The
story reaching his ears he wrote to
her a very angry letter, demanding
to know what she meant. That was
a snub, but one well deserved. 1t
might perhaps have been a more
dignified proceeding on his part to
have taken no notice of her idiotic
talk, but princes cannot surely be
expected always to command their
tempers any more than other folks.


One of the prettiest photographs,
carte-de-visite size, Of the royal
family, which has lately come out,
represents the queen sitting on a
chair and looking uncommonly
stout and well, with Princess Beat
rice kneeling in affectionate atti-
tude before her and the Duke OF
Connaught, Victoria's third and
best looking son, standing up be-
side them. 1t is rather suggestive,
and would be quite so if but the
prince were also on his knees, of
the concluding scene in old-fash-
ioned melodramas, where the hero
and heroine, after having made a
runaway match, come and cast
themselves at the feet of the
"heavy father lin this case mo-
ther-to implore pardon and to
weep, while be, in laehrymose ac-
cents, exclaims, 'fBless you, my
children, be happy Here are
fifty thousand pounds for you."
In the photograph the prince looks
gentlemanly and handsome, and |
am bound to confess that our
twenty.year-old youngest princess,
save and except that, unlike her
brother, she cannot boast mus
tache, looks handsome and gentle
manly likewise; for she has on the
severely simple" style Of costume
which, happily, seems at last to be
coming into vogue, the gentlemanly
felt hat with scarcely any trim
ming on it, and no flower OF feather
visible, the plain Wristbands and
collars quite innocent of lace or
frill, and dress of soft, dark mate
rial almost nunlike in the absence
Of founce or furbelow.