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S/6ie Seven Tragedies of Wilhelmina
Holto thet Unhappy Girl Has Massed From One Unhappy Situation to (Another Ever Since the Day When Her
Father Said: "/ Wish It Had ‘Been a Bov/'
Written fo^ttetSvtnny South
HE queen of Holland Is 111.
'1‘W Illtat a time-when the peo
ple- of Holland would have
preferred to Slave -her well.
With hopes again dashed,
the people watch the bulle
tin boards and pray for
the safety of the queen.
More than thatfchey do not
hope for.
Wilhelmina has lived leu
than/ twenty-two« years. She
was born In the summer of
1880. Yet. In her brief span,
she <Jias lived' more Uvea and survived
more-tragediesthan many: a one of 80.
In all her tranquil life the queen of
Germany has not approached Wilhel
mina, In as mudh as one unfortunate In
cident. The czBdtaa, sad-faced and pa
thetic, Is happy compared to Holland’s
queeD. Alexandra--has been shielded from
/herself and.from -the. world, through per
sonal grief and pubHc calamity; Amelia
of Portugal*has tasted the cup of sorrow
lightly.
But poor* Wllhelmfna has drunk It to
its drugs.
Through tt all the yqueen has kept her
sweet face .and her 1 pretty ways and
her voice Is'soft and musical. She has
been graceful, Jadylikeeand sympathetic.
But she has shown her grief In her
clothes. And dress, tells the story of the
woman.
Wll-helmlna-begamllfe-unpleasantly. Her
father did not love her. That was Wll-
helmlna's first tragedy. The king wanted
a son; a daughter was non persona gra
tia. Not only that, but she was positive
ly unwelcome. For weeks the king would
not hear of her, and when he came to
loving her, which was by degrees, he
still took violent dlsllklngs. It Is said, to
the child and would not have her around.
The story of’.how the queen secreted the
child In a basket of flowers on the king’s
birthday and placedther In the middle of
the breakfast -table has been told; end
how the little one* springing from the
basket, wished her father many happy
Teturns of the day.
At the -nge of 10. Wilhelmina was left
without av f other. That this Is a tragedy
In the life x of any girl, all the World
Har knows. That it Is doubly
Second and triply bad for a girl.
Tragedy^ with a country and a peo-
the Death pie to govern, there Is no
of s Father*doubt. But Wll-helmlna
had a good mother. That
Is,the saving clause in many a life story.
It may be the winning one In hers—
when It Is all told.
About Wllhelmina’s next tragedy there
are conflicting stories. One is that sh-*
loved an obscure prince of Holland, one
whom she could not marry- Another tale
Is that she became deeply infatuated at
the age of 17 with -a member of the
Queen’s Guard.
The Queen's Guard consists of young
men who are supposed 1 at some time to
queen; and every man knows how diffi
cult' It is to be a husband under those
- circumstances.
- Every woman in Holland felt that shs
Was a mother to Wilhelmina- Every man
h"d a fatherly interest in her.
-With thousands of mothers in law and
thousands of fanners in law. all watching
him and clamoring at him to do this and
to do that, with ever-present eyes and
unwelcome advice, with the precedent of
the Dutch fathers ever before him and
i&ld up to him. little wonder is It that
Prince Henry fell from grace.
Not long ago, they say, he wrote to a
friend, a German prince:
"On my wedding tour I was told: ‘Oh,
you know nothing aibout affairs of state!’
“When I ask my wife to go to drive I
am,Informed that the queen is busy with
’affairs of state.’ So when I try to talk
to her an evening, some one calls upon
‘affairs of
I "Those everlasting ‘affairs of state.’
Pala.ce Where the Queen Lies lit.
The
Hissing
Heir—
a Trying
Tragedy
Wilhelmina and the Prince Consort
have loved the queen. They form a,body
guard and are always near her, one being
at all times within call.
Last year there was a little unpleasant
ness In the palace and a member of the
Queen's Guard was injured, almost mor
tally. He has just recovered and now
crawls out In the sun where he can
watch the windows of the palace.
Was he the one who loved the queen
and whom the queen loved—at 17?
Then Wilhelmina married. That story
is yet to be told, one of those things
that may be exaggerated if told too soon.
The people of Holland breathe ven
geance against the prince consort. He
Is unpopular and does not always show
himself at public gatherings. A dead si
lence greets him.
But the Amsterdi/nians may be preju
diced against him. They thought no man-
good enough for their pretty young
Holland as Seen from an Air Ship.
They will kill me yet, and my wife, too.
—Then there was the marriage con
tract. This was full of humiliation for
me. If there Is not an heir sfc-e may di
vorce me; If I touch her fortune I may
be arrested, as any stranger. If I wish
to have any say In the education of my
chlldren-that-are-to-be, I must curb all
such ambitions. They belong to the queen
and not to me.
"When I hunt I neglect the queen; when
I stay at home I am Indolent. My wife Is
behind closed doors nearly all day with
her ministers, while I walk In the palace
grounds, read upon the verandas—thank
heaven we have plenty of them—and wait
for her to join me.
"Don’t, dear boy, marry a queen, unless
the ministers will kindly allow you to kid
nap your wife for two months In the
year and run away with her to parts un
known.’’
' Then, according to the authority from
Which this letter comes, - followed a few
paragraphs bitterly bewailing the fate of
the man who marries a queen and de
claring that the business of prince con
sort Isn’t what it Is cracked up to be.
Then came a real tragedy In Wllhel-
mlna’s life, one of death and life. Six
months ago she was taken 111. She re
covered, but the pretty
gifts that had been pre
pared for -her by the gen
tle ladies of The Hague,
and her dear subjects
throughout Holland, were
laid away for another
time. In any other land they would have
beel destroyed, but Holland Is not a
country of superstition and the people
are sturdy, healthy and not Inclined to
morbid fancies.
Wilhelmina did not show herself to her
people for six weeks, and then she was
such a shadow of her former self that
their cheers died down In tears.
A more loyal country than Holland does
not exist. There Is less of the purple,
less of the -blare, less of the trumpet and
the shout, but there Is a deal of deep
feeling and an awful deal of devotion
and steadfastness. If you know the Hol
lander you know that it Is ’till death us
do part—nothing le3s. That is the deep,
strong feeling which they -have for their
queen.
And for her heir. They had lost a fu
ture ruler in the little tragedy and they
mourned -because they loved Wilhelmina
and would have -had more just like &er.
There is In Wilhelmina’s life another
unwritten tragedy, even unsuggested,
though there may be traced just a tinge
of it through the tales that are told of
her. And what is this unwritten tragedy
—this unsuggested one—this one of mys
tery.
It is the tragedy of a temper.
Pretty, winning, accomplished, all but
faultless, the queen has alwys been blest
—or afflicted—with a peculiar tempera
ment. It Is really more of a temperament
than a disposition for she is generous
and conscientious. She Is religious and good
In every way, sound mentally and morally.
But she -has "spells," and what that
means everybody with such a person In
the family knows. The good and pretty
queen gets the blues, she has days when
things do not go Just right, she has hours
when the cares of the nation press heavi
ly upon her. And then she Is Just a lit
tle bit drfflcult to handle. That Is the
way the story goes.
The queen mother knows hbw to deal
with her, how to humor and wait upon
her. ho wto coax her back to smiles
again.
But It Is unfortunate.
If anyone is to blame it Is the queen
mother' and the ministers, for from Wil-
helmina's babyhood they have Impressed
the cares of state upon her and when
she would have laughed and danced and
played they -have called her In to hear
the history of Holland and to study Its
constitution and learn Its ways.
Wilhelmina has been Impressed with
the fact that she Is queen and now she
feels It . Burdensome It undoubtedly Is to
her—to one so conscientious as she.
Wilhelmina's seventh tragedy Is at
hand. To be ill and 111 of typhoid. To be
taken down when hopes are again at a
height To be actually stricken, in one's
pr,ime, at the most promising minute of
one's life is a tragedy for any woman,
old or young, queen or commoner.
For young Wilhelmina upon the throne
at 21, with the people looking to her for
a succession of the line of Orange, It is
the worst fate thaj could befall her. One
worse might happen, for she might lose
the prince, and that the queen loves her
consort there Is no doubt.
What will be the next tragedy? That
will be shown later. Or Is the unlucky
spell broken with the mystic seven, and
w.ill the queen be happy ever after?
Crew of the Goid-Dredger
A Thrilling Romance for the Youth
Contmumd from ninth page.
stop that motllon as muchi-as passible. His
face wore an expression of desperation,
tempered by despair, and It was quite
green under the tan. Sam was thinking
at the office—that fine, stable office—good,
solid old office—that didn’t go u-u-u-U-
UP! and then D-O-o-o-own! He felt that
he would be willing to return to It In
the humble capacity of doormat, If neces
sary.
Johnny's poetic flight flew away at the
sight of those wretched faces.
“All bands to the bicarbonate of soda,
ahoy!” he shouted; lashed the wheel and
prepared two' doses—half teaspoonful to a
gloss of water—and administered them,
despite the earnest pleadings of the other
two that they wanted nothing—absolutely
nothing—except a quick and peaceful
death.
"Down It, down It!” said Johnny. "You'll
feel better afterwards!” They took It and
retired. An hour later Peter reappeared.
Chastened In spirit and mild of speech he
was. but with the exception, of an occa
sional drawing down of the mouth, quite
himWlf again. Sam did not show up
until the Judith east anchor In one of the
shallow bays of the Jersey coast. He was
mortified beyond words that the westerner
had proved the better seaman. To ease
1:1s feelings Peter explained that a long
experience In "busting" bronchos had to
a certain extent prepared him for the
antics of the sea. An explanation fully
Indorsed by Johnny, and received grate
fully by Sam.
By the time supper was on the table and
the lights were lit In the cabin.Sam’s Ideas
of sea traveling were back to the first
point of view. The night was beautifully
clear; whistlings of tree toads came
across the marsh and sand; from further
away patches of music from a hotel band
were blown to them by a puffy breeze.
The bay gleamed like a mirror. Bacon
and eggs, coffee and stewed tomatoes
were a feast for a king, and as they sat
on the deck forward. Pete playing the
mouth organ to the accompaniment of
Johnny’s banjo, enthusiasm swelled Sam’s
breaFt once more.
"I'm going to work you fellows Into It
gradually." explained Johnny.
"We'll take the inside course down the
const, through Barngat. and so on. I've
got charts, and we don't draw enough wa
ter to make It very difficult, pnvhow. The
amount of outside sailing we’ll have to do
will grow your sealegs almost without
your knowing It; but by-and-by we'll have
to cut out the shore sailing and the shore
food ami get down to a hard-pan. We’re
likely to get a Jouncing off the capes, *o
we must prepare ourselves. Tomorrow the
class In navigation will be held. You must
pitch In and help me out all you can, be
cause. honestly. It’s risky doing what
we're going to do with only one man
knowing anything about a boat. There's
no denying it. we’re likely to have stiff
work ahead of us. and we can't begin to
get ready for it too soon. Let's make a
start now, and turn In."
The extension boards were drawn out
and covered with blankets. The first
rapid-fire talk died away, and soon the
cosy cabin was the abode of sleep.
Bright and early the next morning the
Judith’s crew awoke. The sun was only
an hour high, when she rippled through
the still bay. All that day her amateurs
had the elements of sailing pounded Into
them, and likewise the next and the next,
and for many succeeding days. Not a
tiling did Johnny miss, as far as chance
helped him. He explained and he ex
pounded. until he felt with pride that the
hoi’s were prepared for almost any con
tingency. Everything that could be done
about a boat was done over and over
again, from reefing to splicing a roaa —
and after all thl9, Johnny found the sheet-
rope tied In a hard knot one afternoon.
Sam, the guilty one. explained that he
forgot, and Johnny told him what he
thought of a sallorman who fixed his
sheets like that In a manner which was
likely to make Sam pause before he forgot
In the future.
They had unusual fortune. Twice they
got aground with no more Inconvenience
than being obliged to wait for the tide
to float them off again. They were only
In Jeopardy once, when in rounding a
sharp promontory, Pet^r. who was at the
wheel, got caught In a tide eddy and jibed
her. They were standing close Inshore
and Just managed to work out of the surf.
In fact, they did not have enough bad
luck. The sweet uses of adversity passed
them by. Sailing seemed “dead easy.’’
Johnny felt his mouth stoppered by the
continual good weather, and it looked like
croaking (and, perhaps, timidity, alack for
a young man's vanity) to be saying "Care
ful. careful!” all the time, so when they
left Florida behind and stood for Cuba,
it was In a large measure an unprepared
crew. In spite of Johnny’s efforts, who
handled the Judith.
And then luck turned with a ven
geance. It was on a hot, sultry night. The
low Florida keys on the northern horizon
stood out specterally In the constant
lightning flickers. Johnny turned In. leav
ing the others on watch. He cautioned
them: “Call me If things look bad—It's a
kind of creepy night."
Sam answered "YeS” In an off-hand
fashion for which Johnny was going to
take him up at first, then thinking better
of It, he went Into the cabin. They had
seen several thunderstorms on their trip,
but not one with a severe blow.
The sea grew oily; the heavy clouds
banked higher and higher. ,
"Don’t you think we had better give
Jack a call?" asked Peter, a little anx
iously.
Sam had a fault that often goe3 with
quiet, and in the main, modest people-
sudden attacks of vanity and stubborn
ness In the wrong place. Peter's speedh
nettled him.
“You’re not afraid of a thunderstorm,
are you. Peter?” he jeered.
“No, not particular.” replied Peter. “It
looks ugly out there, though.”
“Oh. It looked ugly before this; we'll
get through all right. No use In calling
Johnny—he's all tired out." said Sam.
The cold fact was that he wanted to man
age that boat through a souall, without
help from Jack. He was slow at learning
new things, and even Peter had left him
behind In seamanship. Now he proposed
to show that he could handle a boat with
the rest of them.
The wind that blows Into a storm Just
before It breaks filled the Judith’s sails.
Peter looked at the advancing blackness
frowningly. He felt that he had been
taken on board as a kindness and that
It was not his place to go over the
head or one of the original projectors of
the scheme, yet he hoped from the bot
tom of his soul tWnt Johnny would awake.
There came a dismal roar from afar
tb'af puzzled him: he strained his eyes
more intently to solve the mystery of
the blackness. Suddenly a flash of light
ning photographed everything without. He
saw a dark column reaching from heaven
to earth before him.
“What’s that!” he cried with a startled
oath.
“What's what?” asked Sam. half angri
ly, touched by the fear In the westerner’s
voice.
.“There!” said Peter, pointing. “Right
out there! A big thing going right up
to the sky!”
A chilliness crept over Sam at the
words. The wheel almost slipped from hl3
hands as he leaned over, peering In the
Indicated direction.
And at that second, like an explosion,
for rapidity, the squall hit the Judith and
fairly stood her on end. The wheel spun
out of Sam’s grasp.
Johnny, thrown from his bunk, stag
gered out of the-reeling cabin. Too late.
Another savage blast of wind caught the
Judith quartering as she slid up an enor
mous wave. The mast shrieked aloud,
and then went by the board In a crash
that was lost In the thunder of noises.
Off the port bow the majestic column •»f
a waterspout came whirling upon them,
surrounded by an appalling commotion In
the water.
There was no time for thinking nor no
room for thinking. Every nich and cran
ny In their brains was filled with the riot
around them. Sam. white faced, clutched
the useless wheel and stared out blankly.
Pete grasped the cockpit coaming and
stood as If ready to dodge. the oncoming
destruction; but Johnny caught up a
hatchet and worked his way forward,
chopping at the gear that held the mast
to the boat like a madman. A few
punches from that battering ram would
open holes In the Judith that a boy could
crawl through.
The boat leaded like the craziest bron
cho'that ever Peter backed.
“Hold fast!” screamed Johnny at the
top of his lungs.
“God have pity on us!” prayed Sam.
Then everything was lost In noise and
wind and falling water.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
4:
Among the candidates for office in the
coming French elections is a grand
nephew of that Brillat-Savarln, the fa
mous epicure,' who wrote a classic on
cookery. His relative Is opposing the re-
election of Baudin, the French minister
of public works. Brillat-Savarln . was a
great lawyer as well as a past master In
the culinary art and all his family have
been lawyers.
An Oxford Viewpoint of Rhodes’
w ^ Muhificence ^
Continued from first page.
Dies—more or less foolish in the eyes of
. that dreadful creature, the “superior per
son.” The Germans, too. cling to their
ancient traditions, their duelling clubs,
beer drinking societies, and the rest. With
Our colonies It. is much the same. The
question Is, will the newcomers fa(l In
with the feelings of our “superior” young
Oxonians? Will they not rather cling to
the traditions of undergraduate life,
which, though they are dying cut, glvs
sujh admirable opportunities for noise,
horseplay and the consumption of solid
and liquid refreshments? From what we
know of the newcomers there can bejit-
tle doubt as to their course of action.
As regards the question of expense there
are several opinions. The Germans are
apparently indignant. “What. £230 a
year!” cry their papers. “Our youths wRl
be wrapt In luxury. 'They will be spoiled
for the stern struggle for existence when
they return. Down with this Rhodes!”
But the German student. If he has no
money of his own, will find that he cannot
live as a gentleman under the sum men
tioned, seeing that It has to last him for
vaoatlon as well as term time.
There are club subscriptions, traveling
expenses and tailors' bills to be paid, be
sides the college fees. And -with his vaca-
tlbn board and lodging to be settled he v ’
will have well under £200 at his disposal
in term time.
The Americans are to have £300. and for
this they can live very comfortably, even
if they have no private means. With an
additional Income or friends with whom
they may spend their vacation, they will
be among the rich in the undergraduate
world. And while they . have money In
their pockets they will make things hum—
that is certain. From their point of v'ew
many restrictions will be considered an
tiquated and foolish, simply because they
are English. In their own universities
the men have less liberty than In ours; but
the Invaders are not likely to consider
that point when they have left New York
behind them. “What, I mayn't drive a
tandem? Mustn’t keep a dog In college?
Forblddgn to smoke In cap and gown?
Just you keep your eyes on me, sir. A
citizen of the United States Is not to be
crushed by an old fossil of a proctor; no,
nor a bloated old tutor neither.”
Yes, on the whole, I am inclined to think
there will be trouble.
There is another point of great import- ’
ance. The German. American, or Austral
ian father will look thick at the enormous
length of our Oxford vacations. It Is not
too much to say that the universities
abroad cram Into one year the work that
we undertake in two.
Will the authorities make any change on
account of the new bequest? Well, the evil
has been recognized in England for years.
as, indeed, it Is well known; but all chance
has been vigorously refused by the tutors,
lecturers and professors, who do not de
sire to have their holidays shortened. It
Is not likely, therefore, that they will now
give In because the new students, or their
parents and guardians, object to the half
time system.—London Express.
Laurel Wreaths For
Noble Brows
Word over all, beautiful as the sky.
Beautiful that war and all its deeds of
carnage must in time be utterly lost,
That tthe hands of the. sisters. Death and
Night, Incessantly softly wash again
and ever again this soiled world;
For my enemy is dead, a man as divine
as myself Is dead.
I look where he lies, white-faced and
still in the coffin—I draw near.
Bend down and touch lightly with my
lips the White face in the coffin.
—WALT WHITMAN.
4
How sleep the brave who sinks to rest
With all their country's wishes blest?
When Spring, with dewy fingers cold.
Returns to deck their hallowed mould.
She there shall press a sweeter sod
Than Fancy’s foot hath ever trod.
By fairy hands t-helr knell is rung.
By forms unseen their dirge is sung;
There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray.
To deck the turf that wraps their clay,
And Freedom shall awhile repair.
To dwell, a weeping hermit, there.
—COLLINS.
'4
I think
Of nameless graves on battle plains.
Washed by the winter's rains;
Where, some beneath Virginian hills.
And some by green Atlantic rills.
Some by the waters of the west,
A myriad unknown heroes rest. . !.
Ah.! not the chiefs who, dying, see
Their flags In front of victory, _
Or at their life-blood's noble 'cost,
Pay for a battle nobly lost.
Claim for their monumental beds
The bitterest tears a nation sheds;
Beneath yon lonely mound—the spot
By all save some fond few forgot—
Lie the true martyrs of the fight
Which strikes for freedom and for right;
Of them, their patriot zeal and pride.
The lofty faith that with them died.
No grateful page shall farther tell.
Than, that so many bravely fell;
And we can only dlmlv guess
AVhat worlds of all this world's distress,
What utter woe, despair and dearth
Their fate has brought to many a hearth!
-HENRY TIMROD.
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