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Vincennes (Indiana, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
inexplicable secrets, like the Man in the Iron Mask, whereof no solution was ever dreamed; of poisons, like that diamond-dust which in six hours transformed the fresh beauty of the Princess Royal into foul decay; of dungeons, like that cell at Vincennes which Madame de Rambouillet pronounced to be worth its weight in arsenic. War or peace hung on the color of a bail-dress, and Madame de Chevreuse knew which party was coming uppermost, by observing whether the binding of Madame de Hautefort's in every other high quality. Married while a child still playing with her dolls, and sent at once to a convent to learn to read and write, she became a woman the instant her husband became a captive; while he watered his pinks in the garden at Vincennes, she went through France and raised an army for his relief. Her means were as noble as her ends. She would not surrender the humblest of her friends to an enemy, nor suffer the massacre of her worst enemy by a friend. She threw herself betwe
Orleans, Ma. (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
t the courage to act, but had not the courage to abstain from acting: he could no more keep out of parties than in them, but was always busy, waging war in spite of Mars, and negotiating in spite of Minerva. And when the second war of the Fronde broke out, it was in spite of himself that he gave his name and his daughter to the popular cause. When the fate of the two nations hung trembling in the balance, the royal army under Turenne advancing on Paris, and almost arrived at the city of Orleans, and that city likely to take the side of the strongest,--then Mademoiselle's hour had come. All her sympathies were more and more inclining to the side of Conde and the people. Orleans was her own hereditary city. Her father, as was his custom in great emergencies, declared that he was very ill and must go to bed immediately; but it was as easy for her to be strong as it was for him to be weak; so she wrung from him a reluctant plenipotentiary power; she might go herself and try what he
Normandy (France) (search for this): chapter 7
s, grander than the living, the corridors of its half-desolate chateau. It is because these storied walls, often ruined, often rebuilt, still shelter a gallery of historic portraits Now removed. such as the world cannot equal; there is not a Bourbon king, nor a Bourbon battle, nor one great name among the courtier contemporaries of Bourbons, that is not represented there; the Hall of the Guises contains kindred faces, from all the realms of Christendom; the Salon des Rois holds Joan of Arc, sculptured in marble by the hand of a princess; in the drawing-room, Pere la Chaise and Marion de l'orme are side by side, and the angelic beauty of Agnes Sorel floods the great hall with light, like a sunbeam; and in this priceless treasure-house, worth more to France than almost fair Normandy itself,--this gallery of glory, first arranged at Choisy, then transferred hither to console the solitude of a weeping woman,--the wanderer finds the only remaining memorial of La Grande Mademoiselle.
Racine (Wisconsin, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
uneral sermons of these heroes, praised their glories, and forgot, as preachers will, their sins; Vatel committed suicide because His Majesty had not fish enough for breakfast; the Princesse Palatine died in a convent, and the Princesse Conde in a prison; the fair Sevigne chose the better part, and the fairer Montespan the worse; the lovely La Valliere walked through sin to saintliness, and poor Marie de Mancini through saintliness to sin; Voiture and Benserade and Corneille passed away, and Racine and Moliere reigned in their stead; and Mademoielle, who had won the first campaigns of her life and lost all the rest, died a weary old woman at sixty-seven. Thus wrecked and wasted, her opportunity past, her career a disappointment, she leaves us only the passing glimpse of what she was, and the hazy possibility of what she might have been. Perhaps the defect was, after all, in herself; perhaps the soil was not deep enough to produce anything but a few stray heroisms, bright and transi
Cluses (France) (search for this): chapter 7
l all the crown-jewels of France, and also those of the Queen of England. A far greater establishment was assigned to me than any fille de France had ever had, not excepting any of my aunts, the Queens of England and of Spain, and the Duchess of Savoy. The Queen, my grandmother, gave me as a governess the same lady who had been governess to the late King. Pageant or funeral, it is the same thing. In the midst of these festivities we heard of the death of the King of Spain; whereat the QueeMonsieur, his younger brother, Philip IV. of Spain, Charles II. of England, the Emperor of Germany, the Archduke Leopold of Austria,--prospective king of - Holland,the King of Portugal, the Prince of Denmark, the Elector of Bavaria, the Duke of Savoy, Conde's son, and Conde himself. For the last of these alone she seems to have felt any real affection. Their tie was more than cousinly; the same heroic blood of the early Bourbons was in them, they were trained by the same precocious successe
Napoleon (Ohio, United States) (search for this): chapter 7
lle, suggested some comforting adviser. No, said the experienced Marechal de Villeroi, if Mademoiselle had a hand in it, the salute was for us. At this, Mazarin comprehended the whole proceeding, and coldly consoled himself with a bon-mot that became historic. Elle a tue son mari, he said,--meaning that her dreams of matrimony with the young king must now be ended. No matter; the battle of the Porte St. Antoine was ended also. There have been many narratives of that battle, including Napoleon's; they are hard to reconcile, and our heroine's own is by no means the clearest; but all essentially agree in the part they ascribe to her. One brief appendix to the campaign, and her short career of heroism fades into the light of common day. Yet a third time did Fortune, showering upon one maiden so many opportunities at once, summon her to arm herself with her father's authority, that she might go in his stead into that terrible riot which, two days after, tarnished the glories of C
Leodium (Belgium) (search for this): chapter 7
nister's death, to form the faction of the Importants; and when the Duke of Beaufort was imprisoned, Mazarin said, Of what use to cut off the arms while the head remains? Ten years from her first perilous escape, she made a second, dashed through La Vendde, embarked at St. Malo for Dunkirk, was captured by the fleet of the Parliament, was released by the Governor of the Isle of Wight, unable to imprison so beautiful a butterfly, reached her port at last, and in a few weeks was intriguing at Liege again. The Duchesse de Bouillon, Turenne's sister, purer than those we have named, but not less daring or determined, after charming the whole population of Paris by her rebel beauty at the Hotel de Ville, escaped from her sudden incarceration by walking through the midst of her guards at dusk, crouching in the shadow of her little daughter, and afterwards allowed herself to be recaptured, rather than desert that child's sick-bed. Then there was Clemence de Maille, purest and noblest o
Denmark (Denmark) (search for this): chapter 7
le-aged sensitive plant prepares to close her leaves and be coy. The procession of her wooers files before our wondering eyes, and each the likeness of a kingly crown has on: Louis himself, her bright possibility of twenty years, till he takes her at her own estimate and prefers the Infanta,--Monsieur, his younger brother, Philip IV. of Spain, Charles II. of England, the Emperor of Germany, the Archduke Leopold of Austria,--prospective king of - Holland,the King of Portugal, the Prince of Denmark, the Elector of Bavaria, the Duke of Savoy, Conde's son, and Conde himself. For the last of these alone she seems to have felt any real affection. Their tie was more than cousinly; the same heroic blood of the early Bourbons was in them, they were trained by the same precocious successes, they were only six years apart in age, and they began with that hearty mutual aversion which is so often the parent of love, in impulsive natures. Their flirtation was platonic, but chronic; and wheneve
De France (search for this): chapter 7
in the nation (500,000 livres), to sup. port these dignities, Mademoiselle was certainly born in the purple. Her autobiography admits us to very gorgeous company; the stream of her personal recollections is a perfect Pactolus. There is almost a surfeit of royalty in it; every card is a court-card, and all her counters are counts. I wore at this festival all the crown-jewels of France, and also those of the Queen of England. A far greater establishment was assigned to me than any fille de France had ever had, not excepting any of my aunts, the Queens of England and of Spain, and the Duchess of Savoy. The Queen, my grandmother, gave me as a governess the same lady who had been governess to the late King. Pageant or funeral, it is the same thing. In the midst of these festivities we heard of the death of the King of Spain; whereat the Queens were greatly afflicted, and we all went into mourning. Thus, throughout, her Memoirs glitter like the. coat with which the splendid Buckin
M. Rohan (search for this): chapter 7
city, and save the nation. I felt perfectly delighted, says the young girl, at having to play so extraordinary a part. The people of Paris had heard of her mission, and cheered her as she went. The officers of the army, with an escort of five hundred men, met her half-way from Paris. Most of them evidently knew her calibre, were delighted to see her, and installed her at once over a regular council of war. She entered into the position with her natural promptness. A certain grave M. de Rohan undertook to tutor her privately, and met his match. In the public deliberation, there were some differences of opinion. All agreed that the army should not pass beyond the Loire: this was Gaston's suggestion, and nevertheless a good one. Beyond this all was left to Mademoiselle. Mademoiselle intended to go straight to Orleans. But the royal army had reached there already. Mademoiselle did not believe it. The citizens would not admit her. Mademoiselle would see about that. Presen
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