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HEN a king's love Is mentioned.
the mind flies to the morgan
atic. In America the word has
been misused for seemllness in
mentioning the usual heart af-v
fairs of royalty, but it Is an ex
act term of purely German
genealogical law, and means a
legal and binding marriage that
does not raise an un-royal wife
to royal rank.
Now, If a false morganatic
(marriage is the easiest thing imaginable and a
true one disadvantageous, but quite possible,
'how shall we sufficiently admire an emperor
who lifts a little countess to be empress beside
" jhixn? Add an unstable throne, new in itself,
newly mounted, In sore need of royal alliances;
'add the bitter opposition of his family, the
jbtugh of the world, the contempt of statesmen,
and the estrangement of partisans; make the
,belored one a foreigner completely unpopular
with his people, and you will have the ele
ments of Napoleon Ill's heroism in loving
'Eugenie.
Few kings since Cophetua have loved like
this. .. -
Among so many royal loves that lacked de
jTotion, It shines like a star.
It begins with a gypsy at Madrid. Eugenie's
(mother, a widow, camarera maytr to the
queen, lived in her own house in the Plaza del
I Angel. ,
One day Eugenie being thirteen and a tom
boy they refused to take her in the Prado
carriage promenade, which, with the opera,
still remains the common ground where poor.
.proud families meet the great ones of Madrid fh
as equals. The Countess de Montljo clung to ' $
Iter carriage and her opera box.
Alone, Tomboy Eugenie was sliding down
the banister. She slid too strong, banged
against the fly-screen front door, and fell inani
mate. A gypsy woman, passing, took the girl's
bead in her lap and brought her to. Then she
looked attentively at her and said:
"The senorita was born under the open sky,
the night of a battle."
"What!" exclaimed the countess, returned
with the carriage. She was struck by the
truth of the words. Thirteen years ago, at
Granada, an earthquake had forced them to
camp a night in the garden, and Eugenie was
there prematurely born.
"What will be her future V asked the super
stitious mother.
"She will be queen," said the gypsy.
The prediction was bold, and beauty only
could lift the thirteen-year-old girl to its
realization; but beauty had already done much
forthat family.
So dreamed the mother. She herself had
been a really poor girl, daughter of a British
abject who had failed in business in Malaga.
His name was Klrkpatrick, and he had long
been American vice-consul. He had married
.one of two beautiful sisters, yet still poorer
see how hereditary beauty will force Its way,
through four generations, from Its unadorned
e to a throne! .j.h";
f ' The' first was a poor Spanish girl, Gallegros,
whose Bole possession was her beauty. Gre
Igne, French wine merchant of Malaga, mar
ried her and had two' lovely daughters; and
two foreign Iconsuls, French de Lesseps and
Scotch Klrkpatrick, lifted them by marriage to
the first rounds of the social ladder. From the
De Lesseps alliance came the "grand Francais"
of Suez and Panama; but Kirkpatrlck's wife
- gave him a daughter of such rare charms that
a Spanish grandee, with a place at court
and of considerable family, married her for
love. "
He was a duke, a marquis, a viscount and
a baron, but the title by which he had been
.known to the world was Count de Montljo.
He had two daughters fairer yet than mother,
grandmother or great-grandmother, and he
died. Eugenie was one, her sister Pacca was
the other. ,
On the thirteen-year-old girl the gypsy's pre--4iction
made a formative Impression. Con-
-firming it, as she grew up she saw her elder
sister Pacca (Maria Francisca) make an un
precedented match even in that family. Pacca
caught the rich and mighty Duke of Alva.
Higher than the Duke of Alva could only be a
king.
Eugenie, growing up, refused brilliant Span
ish offers; first the Duke of Ossuna, then the
rich and handsome young Duke of Sesto.
Sestet in truth inspired her with "a certain
sympathy and admiration. He was so attrac
tive!" But It was not love. Deep. In her heart
she loved a dream prince, the unknown of the
gypsy, endowed by her girl's fancy with a thou
sand charming attributes. She smiled at the
absurdity of it. Where could such a prince be?
Tet she held off from all other suitors.
When her mother took her to Paris her
heart leaped at an unexpected premonition.
The handsome, dark-browed, careworn man,
still young, who, as French president, received
at the Elysee, became a romantic figure In her
eyes. Eugenie wished to attend a presidential
reception. . Her mother hesitated. It would
J make them ridiculous with the mildewed smart
set ..: -
"But my father was an officer of the geat
Kapoleon," said Eugenie, and she had her w-uy.
The prince-president, weighed down ith th
m rr-f
dangerous and complicated details of his plot,
was struck by the girl's beauty. That evening
he sought her out a second time. He' was
touched and flattered by the romantic interest
she showed in his person and his cause. The
beautiful girl stuck in his mind. He felt as If
he had always known her. He knew that he
would meet her again.
Eugenie felt the same mysterious attraction.
"Ah, would that I could help him!" She
thought of the lonely prince and his risky
ambitions that were being laughed about in
Paris as an open secret. At the moment of
the coup d'etat she fairly burned with anxiety.
She dashed about the little flat like a tigress.'
"What can I do?" she asked herself. "What
can I do to aid him?"
That night Napoleon received a letter. It
was from a romantic, Inexperienced girl, but
ardent and sincere. It gave him her good
wishes and audaciously offered him all she
possessed should his projects need ready
money.
After December 2 It was the Empire In fact
if not in name. Napoleon gave hunts like a
sovereign, at Fontalnebleau and Compiegne.
At these he met again the beautiful Spanish
girl, fearless horsewoman, tireless dancer. Ho
remembered above all her letetr written in
that dark hour of his wavering' chances.
His love at first sight for Eugenie was soon
noticed, showing Itself full-blown In the most
open attentions. The girl and her mother had
continual invitations to Compeigne and the
Tulleries.
Napoleon soon found the uselessness of
throwing his handkerchief at the beautiful
foreigner.
Yet he felt he knew that she loved him
passionately. It was a desperate situation for
the girl, and his heart swelled with love and
pride and admiration of her. Once Eugenie
and her mother were bidden to a parade re
view at the Tulleries. In the courtyard Napo
leon drew up his horse under the windows of
the first floor to salute the ladies. He wished
to dismount and go up to them.
"Mademoiselle," he said, addressing. Eugenie,
"which way shall I take to get to you?"
"He was almost as new to the Tulleries as ;
any of us," told the Eugenie of eighty:three,-J
years. "He did not know his way about' the
palace."
"Sire," she called down to him, "you must
come by the way of the chapel!" As a fact
the corridor leading to the chapel was the
shortest route to these rooms, but Napoleon
understood her hidden meaning. Again, one
afternoon at Compeigne,- when the flower of
the brand-new . emperor's court was idling
around his vingt-et-un, table, she made the sit
uation clear to him. Seated at Napoleon's
right, she consulted him from time to time as
to her play. She found two picture cards in
her hand, counting twenty out of twenty-one
possible points. "Stand on that," said the em
peror, "it is very high."
"No," said Eugenie, "I must have all or noth
ing!" . f;
Every morning old Jerome Bonaparte, his
uncle, last surviving brother of - the great
Napoleon, would arrive, confidential, flattering,
giggling and a-gog with .bad insinuations:
-new or rj&S-
"Have you got her?"
Hoary old sinner, unrepentant of his deser
tion, fifty years ago, of his true American wife
In Baltimore, he had the court ladies. In full
slander of Eugenie before Napoleon had mado
up. his mind, and he exercised a diabolical in
genuity in trying to prevent an honest mar
riage.
Those first ladies of the Second Empire had
extraordinary manners. One evening, at Com
peigne, when Eugenie was going in to dinner
on the arm of Colonel de Toulongeon, a slight
confusion permitted him to whisk Eugenie
ahead of Madame Fortoul, wife of the minister
of that name. .
"How," exclaimed, audibly, to her cavalier,
"do you permit that creature to push
past me?"
The next morning Mile, de Montljo, with
tears in her eyes, stood on the terrace apart
from the others. It was no ruse to attract .
Napoleon's sympathy, the girl saw her prince
hero disappearing in a nightmare of hateful
gossip. Napoleon, who had sought her, asked
the cause of her sorrow.
"I must leave Compeigne," she faltered
and told of the slights and Insults to which
she was subjected.
The emperor listened to the beautiful girl.
Then, when she had finished, he tore a green
string of ivy from a park tree, deftly twisted
it into a crown, and said loudly that all might
hear as he placed it on her head:
"Wear this one meanwhile."
It is a twice-told anecdote, but, as it was
Napoleon's proposal of marriage, I see no way
to omit it He never actually asked her hand
he took It. Not another murmur arose from
the court ladies. At once they flocked around
Eugenie. :
It was another matter, however, for Napo
leon to force his choice on the statesmen and 4
soldiers backing his still risky empire.- Opin
ions were divided on what royal alliance he
should make. Some were for a princess of
Sweden; some for a Braganza, some for the
Hohenzollern. Then, suddenly," Napoleon,
speaking of Eugenie, sprung the mine by say
ing, "There is no question but the right of
hand."
"No question but the right of hand!" The
words ran through his backers like an alarm
of fire. One with the strongest hold upon
Napoleon De Persigny, his minister of the in
terior was sent to tell him In the name of all
that it would not do.
De Persigny, mixed up with Napoleon in
many an adventure, had kept his old-comrade
liberty of speech. He joked about Napoleon's
admiration for Eugenie"; surely the emperor
must amuse himself. When he noticed that
Napoleon's face grew stern, he. rose to fighting
arguments, brutally accumulating proofs and
reasons why a marriage would be Idiotic, both
dynastically and otherwise. He sneered at
the Montljo title; brought out the grandfather,
"Klrkpatrick, bankrupt Malaga raisin merchant;
and then he took up Eugenie's roving life,
"What was the girl doing here in Paris?"
"Did you ever hear of the young Duke of
Sesto?" asked De Persigny. "Did you ever
hear of Merimee?"
"Merimee is a great writer," said Napoleon.
"Surely for he writes Eugenie's letters to
you ! " laughed De Persigny. "Mother, daugh
ter, and newspaper man sit round the table
and concoct the beautiful letters that you V;her
lsh. Really, it was not worth risking the coup
d'etat to arrive at that!"
What a triumph for the-aged lady to recall
Napoleon's steadfast love In face of both policy
and slander! It was always known why Eu
genie hated De Persigny, Prince Jerome and
the Princess Mathilde. She could forgive po
litical counselors who pressed the royal prin
cesses upon Napoleon ; she could not forgive
the powerful ones who sought o take away
her character behind her back.
Napoleon heard them all alike. He answered
nothing. ' Fould and most of the military back
ers, with Edward Ney and Toulongeon for
their spokesmen, formed rapidly "The Clan
of the Lovers." In vain did Mathilde drag her
self at Napoleon's knees, begging - him to re
nounce : a. marriage that would be the ruin of
. them all. The emperor had decided. "You will
l. give a great ball to announce the engagement,"
he said to his weeping cousin. And she did It.
Napoleon acted toward Eugenie with chival-I
rous loyalty. He laid before her all the disad- !
vantages of the brilliant yet uncertain posi-
tlon he was offering her. He explained to hei
his unpopularity with the old French aristo
crats, the bad will of certain great powers, the
possibility of his being assassinated by some
secret ociety of which he had become a mem
ber in his adventurous youth. There were hos
tilities even in the army, in his opinion the
most serious danger; but he could cut them
short by declaring a war.
"I would not have It otherwise," she an
swered. "I will take my risks beside you. So
may I be worthy!"
As a queen she lacked dignity. She had
not been born to the solemn self-appreciation
of royalty; and she was a mixture of lightness
and austerity, generosity and sense, kindness
and indifference, in which the transitions
were abrupt and disconcerting to French order
liness. Alone among the sovereigns of Europe
Queen Victoria had received her cordially;
more, she had taken up Eugenie and imposed
her on the courts of Europe. Yet even . at
Windsor, where the imperial couple were re
ceived with extraordinary pomp, Eugenie's in
souciance threatened to play her a bad turn
that would have ( illustrated her un-imperlal
attitude.
A quarter of an hour before they were to be
received by Victoria and her beloved consort
In the throne room, Eugenie discovered that;
among the hundred trunks of the French visi
tors, hers alone hadnot arrived! The em
peror was deeply mortified that the discovery
should have been made so late, as showing
lack of discipline and serene orderliness, and
on his advice Eugenie had already begun to
pretend a headache due to suppressed seasick
ness when . one of her ladies dared to offer
her a choice of gowns.
A blue dress of the simplest description
seemed the only one that promised well. Great
ladies and maids fell upon It def tlfr and in a
few minutes the blue gown was readjusted to
the empress. So Eugenie without jewels,
flowers at her corsage and flowers in her hair
appeared before the British court In her own
dazzling beauty. She made an immense suc
cess. What most touched Victoria's heart,1 it may
be told, was the pathetic and pretty way In
which the young couple spontaneously confided
certain doubts and fears to her as an expe
rienced matron and mother of eight. They
had been married two years, and as yet there
was no heir. When the little prince-imperial
was born, one lady only was permitted to be
present with the doctors and the serving
women all the time. This was the Countess of
Ely, Queen Victoria's intimate friend, sent over
from England to help along.
As had been done for the King of Rome, It
was announced in advance that should the in
fant be a boy, cannon would fire, not twenty
one times.-but a hundred.
It happened after midnight, and the Paris
ians, awakening, counted the cannon-shots.
When they got past twenty-one, the Parisians
rolled over in their beds and yawned: "Well,
she is lucky!"
The bigamous old Jerome had bitterly per
secuted her as an interloper His son, Plon
Plon, her hater and detractor by inheritance,
was not persona grata with Eugenie. So Na
poleon, who enjoyed smoking cigarettes with
the reprobate father of the present pretender,
Victor, was forced to visit him secretly. One
day, some time after the marriage, he came,
sat down, and said:
"Prince, does your wife make you scenes?"
"No," replied the husband of Clotilde, the
daughter of Victor Emmanuel.
"There is no living with Eugenie," sighed
Napoleon. "The moment I give audience with
another woman I risk a violent quarrel."
"Crack her on the side of the face the next
time she makes you a scene," suggested Plon-
Plon.
"Don't think of it," exclaimed the emperor.
"You don't know Eugenie; she would open a
window of the Tulleries and cry 'Police!' "
To the end women took advantage of this
breezy Independence, natural exuberance, ' and
ineradicable unconventionality of Eugenie to
lay traps for herV Hers was a continuous per
formance of the Lady walking amid the rout of
Comus. Among others, Mme. de Metternich.
;wife of the Austrian ambassador, seemed to
have vowed Eugenie's destruction. Once, at'
Fontalnebleau, . she almost led her Into going
to the races In short skirts.
m "My dear Pauline," someone asked her,
"would you counsel your own sovereign to
get herself up in short skirts r
"That Is different," replied the Metternich,
., "my empress Is a royal princess, a real em
press, while yours, my dear, is . . . Mademoi
selle de Monti jq!" v - r .
, Was she only Mademoiselle de Montljo?
Did she not keep her word: "So may I be
worthy!" to the Empire and to France? -
Twenty years later. In her dealings - with
Bismarck after the Franco-Prussian war, Eu
genie had practically concluded a treaty while
- refusing to concede "an inch of French terri-
tory.r The Republicans, taking the deal out of
her hands, agreed to the loss of Alsace and
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