"Indeed, aunt, modesty is a rare quality in a princess so young, so beautiful, and so happy."
"Reflect that the princess is still more deserving of praise for her modesty, as her elevation is so very recent."
"In her interview with you, aunt, did the princess make any reference to her early life?"
"No; but when, notwithstanding my advanced age, I addressed her with the respect due to her rank, since her royal highness is the grand duke"s daughter, her ingenuous confusion, mingled with grat.i.tude and veneration for me, quite overpowered me; for her reserve, full of dignity and affability, proved to me that her present elevation did not make her forget her past life, and that she accorded to my age what I accorded to her rank."
"It must require," said I, "the most perfect tact to observe those nice differences."
"My dear boy, the more I see of the princess, the more I congratulate myself on my first impression. Since she has been here the number of charitable acts she has done is incredible, and that with a reflection and a judgment that in a person of her age quite surprises me. Judge yourself. At her request the grand duke has founded at Gerolstein an establishment for orphans of five or six years, and for young girls (who are either orphans or abandoned by their parents) of the age of sixteen, that age so fatal to those who are not protected against the temptations of vice or the pressure of want.
"The good sisters of my convent teach and direct the children of this asylum. During my visits there I have had ample opportunities of judging of the adoration that these poor, unfortunate creatures have for the princess. Every day she spends several hours at this place, which is placed under her protection, and I repeat that it is not merely grat.i.tude and respect that the children and nuns feel towards the princess, it almost amounts to fanaticism."
"The princess must be an angel," said I to my aunt.
"An angel, indeed!" replied she, "for you cannot conceive with what touching kindness she treats her young protegees. I have never seen the susceptibility of misfortune meet with more delicate sympathy. You would think some irresistible attraction drew the princess towards this cla.s.s of unfortunates. Will you believe it? she, the daughter of a sovereign, only addresses these poor children as "my sisters!""
At these last words of my aunt I confess I felt my eyes fill with tears. Do you not also admire the admirable and pious conduct of this young princess?
"Since the princess," said I, "is so marvellously gifted, I shall be greatly embarra.s.sed when I am presented to her to-morrow. You know how timid I am; you know, also, that elevation of character imposes upon me more than high birth, so that I am certain to appear both stupid and embarra.s.sed to-morrow; so I make up my mind to that beforehand."
"Come, come!" said my aunt, smiling, "she will take pity upon you, the more readily as you are not quite a stranger to her."
"I am not a stranger to her, aunt?"
"Certainly not."
"How so?"
"You recollect that when at the age of sixteen you left Oldenzaal, to travel with your father through Russia and England, I had your portrait painted in the costume you wore at the first _bal costume_ the late d.u.c.h.ess gave?"
"Yes, aunt, the costume of a German page of the sixteenth century."
"Our famous painter, Fritz Mocker, whilst he painted a faithful likeness of you, not only produced a page of that century, but even the style of the pictures of that time.
"Some days after her arrival at Gerolstein, the Princess Amelie, who had come with her father to visit me, remarked your portrait, and asked what was that charming picture of olden times. Her father smiled, and said, "This is the portrait of a cousin of ours, who would be, were he now alive (as you see by his dress), some three hundred years old, but who, although very young, made himself remarkable for his courage and goodness of heart; has he not bravery in his eyes and goodness in his smile?""
Do not, I entreat you, Maximilian, shrug your shoulders with disdain at seeing me write these puerile details of myself, which are, alas, necessary to my story.
"The Princess Amelie," continued my aunt, "deceived by this innocent pleasantry, after a long examination of your portrait, joined with her father in praising the amiable and determined expression of your face. Some time after, when I went to Gerolstein, she questioned me playfully about "her cousin of the olden time."
"I then explained the trick to her, and told her that the handsome page of the sixteenth century was really the Prince Henry d"Herkausen-Oldenzaal, a young man of one and twenty, captain in the guards of his majesty the Emperor of Austria, and in every other respect than the costume very like his picture.
At these words the princess," continued my aunt, "blushed and became serious, and has never since spoken of the picture.
However, you see that you are not quite a stranger to your cousin; so take courage, and maintain the reputation of your portrait."
This conversation took place, as I have already told you, the evening previous to the day on which I was to be presented to the princess my cousin. I left my aunt, and returned to my own apartments.
You have often told me, my dear Maximilian, that I was totally free from vanity; I must therefore trust to that to prevent my appearing vain during this recital.
As soon as I was alone I reflected with a secret satisfaction that the Princess Amelie, after seeing my portrait, painted five or six years ago, had inquired after "her cousin of the olden time."
Nothing could be more absurd than to build the slightest hope on so trivial a circ.u.mstance, I acknowledge; but I always treat you with the most perfect confidence, and I acknowledge that this trifling circ.u.mstance delighted me.
No doubt the praise I had just heard bestowed on the princess by so grave and austere a person as my aunt, by raising her in my estimation, rendered this circ.u.mstance more agreeable.
Why should I tell you? The hopes I conceived from this trifling event were so mad that, now that I look back more calmly on the past, I ask myself how I could have indulged in ideas that must have ended in my destruction.
Although related to the grand duke, and always treated by him with the greatest kindness, yet it was impossible to entertain the slightest hope of a marriage with the princess; even had she returned my affection it would still have been impossible. Our family holds an honourable position, but it is poor when compared with the grand duke, the richest prince of the German confederation; and besides, I was only one and twenty, a simple captain in the guards, without any reputation or any position.
Never could the grand duke think of me as a suitor for his daughter.
All these reflections ought to have saved me from a pa.s.sion I did not as yet feel, but of which I had a strange presentiment.
Alas! I rather gave way to fresh puerilities; I wore on my finger a ring that Thecla (the countess of whom I have so often spoken) had given me, although this souvenir of a boyish love could not have much embarra.s.sed me. I sacrificed it to my new flame, and, opening the window, I cast the ring into the waves of the river that flowed beneath.
I have no need to tell you what a night I pa.s.sed, you can imagine; I knew the princess was very beautiful; I sought to picture to myself her features, her air, her manner, her figure, the sound of her voice; and thinking of my portrait which she had noticed I recollected that the artist had flattered me excessively, and I contrasted the picturesque dress of a page of the sixteenth century with the simple uniform of a captain of the Austrian guards.
But amidst all these absurd ideas some generous thoughts crossed my mind, and I was overcome,--yes, overcome by the recollection of the tenderness of the princess for those poor girls whom she always terms "my sisters."
The next day the hour for the reception came. I tried on several uniforms one after another, found them all to fit me very ill, and departed very dissatisfied with myself.
Although Gerolstein is only a quarter of a league from Ste.
Hermangeld, during the short journey all the childish ideas that had so occupied me during the night had given place to one sad and grave thought.
An invincible presentiment told me I was approaching one of the crises of my life. A magical inspiration revealed to me that I was about to love, to love as a man loves but once in his life; and, as if to complete my misfortunes, this love, as loftily as deservedly bestowed, was doomed to be unhappy.
You do not know the grand ducal palace of Gerolstein. In the opinion of every one who has visited the capitals of Europe, there is, with the exception of Versailles, no royal residence that has a more regal and imposing appearance.
If at this time I speak of this, it is because, thinking over them, I wonder how they did not recall me to myself; for the Princess Amelie was the daughter of the sovereign of this palace, these guards, and of these riches.
You arrived at the palace by the marble court; so called, because, with the exception of a drive for the carriages, it is paved with variegated marble, forming the most magnificent mosaics, in the centre of which is a basin of breccia antique, into which a stream of water flows from a porphyry vase.
This court of honour is surrounded by a row of beautiful marble statues, holding candelabras of gilt bronze, from which sprung brilliant jets of gas. Alternately with these statues are the Medicean vases, raised on richly sculptured pedestals, and filled with rose laurels, whose leaves shine in the lights with a metallic l.u.s.tre.
The carriages stopped at the foot of the double staircase leading to the peristyle of the palace. At the foot of this staircase were stationed on guard, mounted on their black horses, two soldiers of the regiment of the guards of the grand duke. You would have been struck with the stern and warlike appearance of these two giants, whose cuira.s.ses and helmets, made like those of the ancients, without crest or plume, sparkled in the sun.
These soldiers wore blue coats with yellow collars, buckskin breeches, and jack-boots. To please you who are so fond of military details, I add, that at the top landing of the staircase were stationed, as sentinels, two grenadiers of the foot-guards of the duke. Their uniform, with the exception of the colour of the coat and facings, resembles, I am told, that of Napoleon"s grenadiers.
After traversing the vestibule, where the porters of the duke were stationed, halberd in hand, I ascended a splendid staircase of white marble, which opened upon a portico, ornamented with jasper columns, and surmounted by a painted and gilt cupola.
There were two long files of domestics.
I then entered the guard-room, at the door of which I found a chamberlain and an aide-de-camp, whose duty it was to present to his royal highness those persons who were ent.i.tled to this honour. My relationship, though distant, procured me a special presentation. An aide-de-camp preceded me into a long gallery, filled with gentlemen in full court dress or uniform, and splendidly attired ladies.
Whilst I pa.s.sed through this brilliant a.s.sembly, I heard here and there remarks that augmented my embarra.s.sment. Every one admired the angelic beauty of the Princess Amelie, the charming appearance of the Marquise d"Harville, and the imperial air of the Archd.u.c.h.ess Sophia, who, recently arrived from Munich with the Archduke Stanislaus, was about to depart for Warsaw; but whilst rendering their just tribute of admiration to the lofty bearing of the d.u.c.h.ess and to the charms of the Marquise d"Harville, every one agreed that nothing could exceed the loveliness of the Princess Amelie.
As I approached the spot where the grand duke and the princess were I felt my heart beat more and more violently. At the moment that I entered the salon (I forgot to tell you there was a concert and ball at court) the famous Liszt sat down to the piano, and instantly the most profound silence succeeded to the conversation that was going on. I waited in the embrasure of a door until Liszt had finished the piece he was playing with his accustomed taste.
It was then that I saw the Princess Amelie for the first time.