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I learned from that occurrence the lesson which Wharton and Stillé inculcate that "the phenomena of pregnancy are often far more alarming in appearance than in reality, and we are rarely justified in interfering with the natural progress of gestation." To return to our subject.
With him she came to New York, living in a style of careless gayety. Early in 1867, she gave birth to a child, named George after his father, and in June of that year Mrs. Stille, and Georgie, and his nurse, Mrs. Demard, were living in Saratoga. The dashing young wife's flirtative proclivities led to a quarrel with her husband, and he left her in a huff.
. . . nor sometimes forget Those other two equal with me in fate, So were I equall'd with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides with this from Goethe: Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein Character in dem Strom der Welt.
She had gathered about fifty of the American colony for Christmas carols and a tree. Immediately after the ambassador arrived the children marched in and recited in chorus the verses about the birth of Christ, beginning, "Now in the days of Herod the King." Then they sang their carols, and then "Stille Nacht," and they sang them beautifully, in their sweet, childish voices.
We were not acquainted with the lady's antecedents nor with her remarkable history; but she told a plausible story, and was very fluent and indignant, as may be gathered from the following extract from the affidavit which was drawn under her instructions at the time: Superior Court of the City of New York: Helene Stille, plaintiff, against the Baron Henri de Reviere, defendant.
Among those who had rushed to listen to the Baron's impassioned eloquence was Helene Cecille Stille, now the proprietress of the handsomest hotel on the Rue Mont-martre.
One time, the boys found that the clerk was ringing the bells too late, and indignant at such a thing, they sent the following verses to him: "'Clerke of the Bow Bells, With the yellow lockes, For thy late ringing, Thou shalt have knockes. "The frightened man hastened to send this answer to the boys: "'Children of Chepe, Hold you all stille, For you shall have Bow Bells Rung at your wille."
The Romance of Baron Henri Arnous de Reviere, and "The Buckeye Baroness," Helene Stille. During one October, our offices were visited by a lady who had achieved considerable distinction, as well as notoriety, in Parisian society. This was Mrs.
They were full of their own concerns, Nina's coming maternity, the wrapping of packages behind closed doors, the final trimming of the tree in the library. Leslie had started the phonograph, and it was playing "Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht." Still night, holy night, and only in her was there a stillness that was not holy.
But it was a bitter silence; and if Ashe himself failed in indignation, his mother's protesting heart supplied it amply. "Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein Character in dem Strom, der Welt." "What does Lady Kitty do with herself here?" said Darrell, looking round him.
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