Secret memoirs; the court of royal Saxony, 1891-1902The story of Louise, crown princess, from the pages of her diary, lost at the time of her elopement from Dresden with MAndré ("Richard") Giron . OF LOUISE Catharine the Great, too, knew what love was. Onefine afternoon when she wasnt a day older than you, Im-perial Highness, she looked out of the window of her roomat Castle Peterhof. In the garden below a sentinel, veryhandsome, very Herculean, very brave, was pacing up anddown. Catharine, then Imperial Grand-duchess and onlyjust married, made a sign to the soldier. The giant, aban-doning his
Secret memoirs; the court of royal Saxony, 1891-1902The story of Louise, crown princess, from the pages of her diary, lost at the time of her elopement from Dresden with MAndré ("Richard") Giron . OF LOUISE Catharine the Great, too, knew what love was. Onefine afternoon when she wasnt a day older than you, Im-perial Highness, she looked out of the window of her roomat Castle Peterhof. In the garden below a sentinel, veryhandsome, very Herculean, very brave, was pacing up anddown. Catharine, then Imperial Grand-duchess and onlyjust married, made a sign to the soldier. The giant, aban-doning his rifle, jumped below the window and Catharinejumped onto his shoulders from the second story. Thats real love, concluded the Baron. Anna got frightened and fled down the avenue, but Ihad the weakness to remain at the Barons side until wereached the palace. Alas, Frederick Augustus wasnt as good a talker asthe Baron. FREDERICK AUGUSTUS. REIGNING KING OF SAXONYLouises Ex-Husband 44 -jr roon: ^vv a, cx^iiniiel, very -. , was pacing up an« rand-duchess and only giant, abati id Catharinr ried dov YtlOXAa HO OHI2I OV1IMOI35! ,2UT8UDUA ^3[fl3a3fll bnB(f€l/H-x3 292iU0J y teg^Ki^ / , \^: S^^ \ I. s^^^ ^,.> - s/ CHAPTER X MY POPULARITY RENDERS GEORGE DYSPEPTIC. The Cudgel-Majesty—Prince Georges intrigues—No four-horsecoach for Princess—Popular demonstration in my favor—All-highest displeasure. Dresden, September i, 1893. I havent lived up to my promise to keep a daily rec-ord, or even a weekly one. Those tales of my girlhooddays disgusted me with diary keeping as far as my earlyexperiences at home went and I reflected that many ofthe subsequent happenings in my life might be safer in theshrine of memory, than spread over the pages of a blank-book, even though no one sees it and I carry its goldenkey on a chain around my neck. We are back in the capital now and things are doings had been planned for our reception, for there-entry of the little prince, my baby,
Size: 1610px × 1552px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookauthorfischerh, bookcentury1900, bookdecade1910, bookyear1912
