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Updated: June 20, 2025
It was about five in the afternoon when they started out together under Virginia's white parasol, Eugenie's slimmer courage upheld by her friend's bearing. We must remember that Virginia was young, and that her feelings were akin to those our great-grandmothers experienced when the British held New York. It was as if she had been born to wear the red and white of the South.
A woman's errors come almost always from her belief in good or her confidence in truth. In Eugenie's simple heart the words, "My dear Annette, my loved one," echoed like the sweetest language of love; they caressed her soul as, in childhood, the divine notes of the Venite adoremus, repeated by the organ, caressed her ear.
The walls were thick, the screens sure. He alone had the key of this laboratory, where so people declared he studied the maps on which his fruit-trees were marked, and calculated his profits to a vine, and almost to a twig. The door of Eugenie's chamber was opposite to the walled-up entrance to this room.
"Such as the only astrologer Paris now can boast, the astounding Gévingey, who would have been dead without his aid. I wonder how Gévingey came to cast the Empress Eugenie's horoscope." "Oh, I told you. Under the Empire the Tuileries was a hotbed of magic. Home, the American, was revered as the equal of a god. In addition to spiritualistic séances he evoked demons at court.
The rest of Mademoiselle Eugenie's person was in perfect keeping with the head just described; she, indeed, reminded one of Diana, as Chateau-Renaud observed, but her bearing was more haughty and resolute.
These fools have a thousand cannon. Down in the Bois de Boulogne, the fighting pickets pour hissing lead into the bosoms of brothers. From the heights where the brutal Prussian soldiery grinned over the blackened ruins of the ill-starred Empress Eugenie's palace of St. Cloud, the cannon of the Versaillese rain shot and shell on the walls of defenceless Paris.
Gayarre seems to have everything in his hands." I gathered from the doctor that Eugenie's father had been much richer at one period one of the most extensive planters on the coast; that he had kept a sort of "open house," and dispensed hospitality in princely style. "Fetes" on a grand scale had been given, and this more particularly of late years.
Carette, the Empress Eugenie's reader, whom he led out at one of the '67 balls at the Tuileries. Very hale and hearty, too, looked the King whom Bismarck was about to turn into an Emperor. Yet the victor of Sedan was already seventy-three years old. I only saw him on horseback during my stay at Versailles.
Eugenie's breath was taken away by the very boldness of this proposition.. She looked up timidly into Virginia's face, and hero-worship got the better of prudence. The house which General Fremont appropriated for his use when he came back from Europe to assume command in the West was not a modest one.
"Ah! my dear cousin, if you were in full dress at the Opera, I assure you my aunt's words would come true, you would make the men commit the mortal sin of envy, and the women the sin of jealousy." The compliment went to Eugenie's heart and set it beating, though she did not understand its meaning. "Oh! cousin," she said, "you are laughing at a poor little country girl."
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