My own story . h I value more than any otheris that of Our Louisa, which they bestowedon me. One day when I was in a shop a large crowdgathered outside and waited for me. Directly Isaw the people I allowed them to come close andclasp the hands of the present Crown Prince,who was then a fat, rosy, fair-haired boy of ayear old. It somehow was always natural forme to be natural in everything I did, and thepeople understood this perfectly and nevermisconstrued me or my actions. When my father-in-law saw these demonstra-tions of affection, he said, satirically: What abid you make for popularity, Lo
My own story . h I value more than any otheris that of Our Louisa, which they bestowedon me. One day when I was in a shop a large crowdgathered outside and waited for me. Directly Isaw the people I allowed them to come close andclasp the hands of the present Crown Prince,who was then a fat, rosy, fair-haired boy of ayear old. It somehow was always natural forme to be natural in everything I did, and thepeople understood this perfectly and nevermisconstrued me or my actions. When my father-in-law saw these demonstra-tions of affection, he said, satirically: What abid you make for popularity, Louisa, a remarkwhich both wounded and offended me, as I hadnever thought of doing such a thing. I always interested myself in my servants,who gave me their whole-hearted service; everymorning I arranged the menu for the day withthe chef; I often went into the kitchens to seefor myself how certain plats were prepared,and as I was always over-anxious that everythingshovild be faultless when we gave a State dinner,. MY SECOND son: PRINCE FREDERICK-CHRISTIAN OF SAXONY (TIA) 163 MY OWN STORY 165 I sometimes even used, to go down in my dinner-gown directly my toilette was completed, toassure myself that all was going on well! Iinherited this love of housekeeping from myfather, whose excellent training had not beenwasted, and I cotild cook quite a good dinnerimaided. Once a year, during our residence inthe country, I regularly prepared and cookedthe dinner, and I remember that Frederick-August was especially pleased when the menuconsisted of potato soup, boiled beef, roastchicken, and various kinds of sweets. I loved those days in the country. I was moreuntrammelled there, and my husband and I ledthe happiest and simplest of lives together. Icut the asparagus and picked the strawberries,and this fruit brings to my mind an anecdote ofMathilde. One evening she and my father-in-law weredining with us in the country, and that year thestrawberries were exceptionally fine and plenti-ful. Whe
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