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Show PRINCESS MARY‘S GIFT BOOK "'hcn she sees four azure wings [right upon her elawdike haiid: \Vlien she lills her head and sinus. You shall hear and understand? You shall hear a bugle, ealline‘. OUT OF THE JAWS OF DEATH A TALE \Vildly over the dewrdaxhed down, And a sound as of the falling 01" THE .S'CJIi'IJ'JT I'IAII'EILYEL Ramparts of a conquered town. BY BA RONESS OltC'AY lax! Nil/fl" /l(‘(l/' a mum] [MT Milli/747‘, Painting by A. (i. .\ll( "31311,:an .rI/n/ a 117/ NIH/N /)r :i'il/u/mren. Drawings by ll. M. BRUCE, R.I. "Wu/I /ri‘/‘ (yaw (more :L‘/I/‘ :c/W/ twin/('7', 0/1 Hm! MIL/rip. m Half (1mm. mum \ \ \\‘"'"" ' \VE were such a happy family before this terrible revolution broke out: we ll\'C(l rather simply hut very comfortably in our dear old home just on the borderx of the forest of t‘ompiegne. Jean and Andre were wax the twins; just lil‘teen years old they were when King Louis and him. gixln had (God which France. (:l‘ throne the deposed from Queen Marie sent to prison like a common criminal. with our beautiful , who was Antoinette and the Royal children and Madame Elizabeth so beloved by the poor l you know Ah! that seems very. very long ago now. No doubt and Frame 01' land beaulil'ul our in happened better than I do all that ('Hlllixl'alL‘tl. in lovely Paris about that time: goods and property to death tor act» ol' innocent men. women. and children condemned treason which they had I]C\Cl‘ committed. Hepos " and It was in August last year that they came to " Mon and dragged us to arrested papa. maman. and us four young ones horrible‘ dank vault Paris. where we were imprisoned in a narrow and humid atone walla the through night and day all where in the Abbaye. who no doubt people poor from moam and solos We heard cries and same indignities as we were. were sullia'ini': the same sorrows and the was and Marguerite I had just pamed my nineteenth birthday that terrible time: during angel perleet a was Manian only thirteen. way that no one a in (Lod in faith our and she kept up our courage knelt round her we morning and night else could have done. Every Uruy m [lid LINN]. Cupy/‘iyht. l‘JH. by lint Mari/rams 10.3 |