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THE Princess Virginia By C. M and A. M. WILLIAMSON, Authors ofGSr Lifihrninsr Conductor." "Rose mary In Search of a Father." Etc. J? BY McCLURJE. PHILLIPS &? CO. < <s*s><s>?*8><3><8>4><s><s^^ Through the gate of dreams ln bls veins, but because her Virginian Hies the fair land of romance in' >to which you would travel, find ing-welcome relief from the daily \ mother had brought much gold to the Northmoreland exchequer. Afterward he had freely spent such portiou of that gold as had come to his coffers in But now it was all gone, and long ago be had died of grief and bitter disap pointment. The hereditary grand duchy of Baumenburg-?rippe was ruled by a cousinly understudy of the German Emperor William II.: the one sou of the marriage had been adopted as heir to his crown by the childless king of Hungaria: the handsome and lamenta bly extravagant old Duke of North moreland was dead: his title and vast \grind. Now you are invited to j trying to keep Ids little estates, iutact. accompany the Princess Virginia, who determines that the royal personage who would honor her with his hand must fall in love with her and woo her as any other man would a woman. Therefore she travels incognito in his realm, meeting adventures strange and full of excitement. You will learn with pardonable pride that the American blood in her veins gives her an independence un heard of in the presence of kings, but most of all you will want to know how she succeeds in her bold undertaking. That you will enjoy every minute of the read ing is assured by the verdict of thousands who declare The Princess Virginia" to be a most delightful story. CHAPTER ONE .0," said the princess; "no, I'm dashed if I do." "My darling child." exclaimed the grand duchess, "you're impos sible. If any one should hear you!" ' "It's he who's impossible," the prin cess amended. "I'm just trying to show you"? "Or to shock me. You are so like your grandmother." "That's the best compliment any one can give me, which is lucky, as it's given so often," laughed the priucess. "Dear, adorable Virginia!" She cud dled into the pink hollow of her band the pearl framed ivory miniature of a beautiful, smiling girl which always hung from a thin gold chain around her neck. "They shouldn't have named ?me after you, should they, if they hadn't wanted me to be like you?" "It was partly a question of money, dear," sighed the grand duchess. "If my mother hadn't left a legacy to my first daughter only on consideration that her own extremely American name of Virginia should be perpetuat ed"-~ "It was a delicious way of being pa triotic. I'm glad she did it I love being the only royal princess with American blood in my veins and an American name on my handkerchiefs. ? Do you believe for an Instant that If Grandmother Virginia were alive she .would let Granddaughter Virginia mar ry Prince Henri de Touraine?" "I don't see why not," said the grand duchess. "She wasn't too patriotic to marry an English duke and startle ?London as the first American duchess. (Heavens, the things she used to do if one could believe half the wild stories my father's sister told me in warning! And as for my father, though a most charming man, of course he could not ?er?have been called precisely es timable, while Prince Henri certainly Is, and an exceedingly good match even for you?in present circum stances." "Call him a match If you like, moth er. He's undoubtedly a stick. But, no; he's not a match for me. There's only one on earth." And Virginia's eyes wore lifted to the sky as if, in stead of existing on earth, the person in her thoughts were placed as high as the sun that shone above her. "I .should have preferred an Eng lishman for you," said the grand duch ess, "if only there were one of suitable rank free to"? "I'm not thinking of an Englishman," murmured her daughter. "If only you would think of poor Henri!" ? "Never of him. You 'mow, I said 1 ?would be dash"? "Don't repeat It! Oh. when you look at me in that way, how like you are to your grandmother's portrait at home? the one in white, painted just before her marriage! One might have known you would be extraordinary. That sort of thing invariably skips over a gen eration." The grand duchess laid down the the ory as a law, and, whether or no she were right, it was at least sure that she had inherited nothing of the first Virginia's daring originality?some of her radiant mother's beauty perhaps, watered down to gentle prettiness, for the hereditary Grand Duchess of Bau menburg-Drippe at fifty-one was still a daintily attractive woman, a middle aged Dresden chiua lady, with a per fect complexion preserved by an al most perfect temper, surprised eye brows, kindly dimples and a conven tional upper Up. She was not by birth "hereditary." Her lord and (very much) her master had been that and had selected her to help him reign over the hereditary grand duchy of Baumenburg-Drlppe, not only because her- father was an English duke with royal Stuart blood estates had passed to a distant and dis agreeable relative, and the widowed grand duchess, with her one fair daughter, had lived for year> in a pret ty old house with a high walled gar den at Hampton Court. lent by the generosity of the king and queen of England. For a long moment the Dresden china lady thought in silence and some thing of sadness. Then she roused her self again aud asked the one UDd only royal priucess with an American name what, in the way of a match, she real ly expected. "What do I expect?" echoed Virginia. "Why. I wish for the moon?no, I mean the sun. But I don't expect to get it." "Is that a way of saying you never intend to marry?" "I'm afraid it amounts to that," ad mitted Virginia, "since there is only one man in the world I would have for my husband." "My dearest! A man you have let yourself learn to care for, a man be-| ueath you? How terrible! But you see no one. I"? "I've never seen this man. And?I'm not In love' with him. That would be too foolish, because, instead of being! beneath, he's far, far above me." "Virginia, of whom can you be talk bag? Or is this another joke?" Virginia blushed a little and. Instead of answering her mother's look of help less appeal, stared at the row of tall hollyhocks that blazed along the ivy hidden garden wall. She did not speak for an Instant and then she said, with the dainty shyness of a child pinned to a statement by uncomprehending eld ers: "It isn't a joke. Nonsense, maybe, yet not a joke. I've always thought of | him?for bo many years I've forgotten when it first began. He was so great, so?everything that appeals to me. How could I help thinking about him and putting him on a pedestal? I?| there's no idea of marriage in my mind, of course, only?there's no other man possible after all the thoughts I've I given him?no other man in the world. "My dear, you must tell me his | name." "What! When I've described him?al most?do you still need to hear his j name? 'Well, then, I?I'm not asham-| ed to tell. It's Leopold." "Leopold. You're talking of the em peror of Rhaetla." "As If it could have been any onej else." "And you have thought of ? him. I you've cherished him, for years as an | ideal! Why, you never spoke of hhnj particularly before." "That's because you never seriously wanted me to take a husband until this prim, dull French Henri proposed him self. My thoughts were my own. I wouldn't have told you only?you see why." "Of course, my precious child. How | extremely Interesting and?and roman tic!" Again the grand duchess lapsed] into silence, yet her expression did not | suggest n stricken mind. She merely appeared astonished, with an astonish-1 meut that might turn Into an emotion [ more agreeable. Meanwhile it was left for Virginia to look vexed?vexed with herself. She wished that she had not betrayed her poor little foolish secret?so shadowy a secret that it was hardly worthy of the name. Yet it had been precious?pre cious since childhood, precious as the immediate jewel of her soul because it had been the jewel of her soul, and uo one else had dreamed of Its exist ence. Now she bad shown it to other I eyes, almost flaunted it. Never again] could it be a Joy to her. In the little room, half study, half] boudoir, which was her own there was I a desk, locked in her absence, where. souvenirs of the young emperor of' Khaetia had been accumulating for years. There were photographs which ? Virginia had contrived to buy secret ly?portraits of Leopold from an early age up to the present, when he was' shown as a tall, dark, cold eyed, warm lipped, firm chinned young man of thirty. There were paragraphs cut from newspapers telling of his genius as a soldier, his prowess as a moun-! taineer and hunter of big game, with dramatic anecdotes of his haughty, courage in time of danger, bis impul-: slve charities, his well thought out schemes for the welfare of his subjects in every walk of life. There were black and white copies of bold, clever pictures be had painted, j There was martial music composed by j him and plaintive folk songs adapted by him, which Virginia had tried soft ly to herself on her little piano when nobody was ueur. There were reports of speeches made by him since his ac cession to the throne, accounts of Im provements In guns and an invention of a new explosive. There was a some what crude yet witty play which he had written and numerous other rec ords of the accomplishments and achievements aud eveu eccentricities which had built up the Princess Vir ginia's ideal of this celebrated youug man, proclaimed emperor after the great revolution eight years ago. "You are worthy to be au empress." Her mother's voh-e broke into Vlr giuia's thoughts. She started and found herself under Inspection by the grand duchess. At tlrst she frowned; then she luughed. /springing up ou a quick impulse to turn earnest into Jest and so perhaps escape further cate chising. "Yes, would I not make an empressV" she echoed, stepping out from the shadow of her favorite elm luto the noontide radiance of summer. The sun poured over her hair as she stood with uplifted head and threaded it with a network of living gold, gleam ing into the dark gray eyes rimmed with black lashes and turning them to jewels. Iler fair skin was as (lawless in the unsparing light as the petals of j lilies, and her features, though a rope- ' tition or those which had made a Vir- ' ginia girl famous long ago. were carved with royal perfection. "There is no real reason why you should not make au empress, dearest," Slid her mother, in pride of the girl's beauty and desiring, womanlike, to promote her child's happiness. "Strau- j ger thiugs have happened. Only last week at Wiudsor the dear queeu was saying what a pity poor Henri was not more. But, no matter; he is well enough. However, If? And when one comes to think of It. It's perhaps not unnatural that Leopold of Rhactia has never been mentioned for you. although there could be nothing against the mar riage. What a match for any woman? a supreme oue! Not a royal girl but would go on her knees to him if"? "I wouldu'L" said Virginia. "I might worship him. yet he Should go on his knees to me." "I doubt if those proud knees of his will ever bend in homage to man or woman," replied the grand duchess. "But that's u mere fantasy. I'm seri ous now. darling, and I very much wish you would be." "Please, I'd rather not." smiled Vir ginia uneasily. "Let us not talk of the emperor any more?and never agaiu after this, mother. You know now. That's all that's necessary, and"? "But It's not all that's necessary. You have put the idea Into my head, and It's not an unpleasing Idea. Be sides, it has evidently been in your j head for a long time, and I should like to see you happy?see you in a position j such as you're entitled to grace. You j are a very beautiful girl (there's^ no dis guising that from you, as you know you are the image of your grandmoth er, who was a celebrated beauty), and the best blood In Europe runs in your veins. You are royal, und yet?and yet our circumstances are such that?in fact, for the present we're somewhat handicapped." "We're beggars," said Virginia, laughing, but It was not a happy laugh. "Cophetua married the beggar maid," the grand duchess reminded her, with elaborate playfulness. "And, you know, all sorts of things have hap pened in history?much stranger than any one would dare put in Action If writing of royalties. My dear husband was second cousin once removed to the German emperor, though he was treat ed? But we mustn't speak of that. The subject always upsets me. What I was leading up to Is this?though there may be other girls who from a worldly "Yet, would I not make an empress'/" point of view are more desirable, still you're strictly within the pale from which Leopold is entitled to choose his wife, and if"? "Dear little mother, there's no such 'If.' And. as for me, 1 wasn't thinking of a 'worldly point of view.' The em peror of Rhaetia barely knows that I exist And even If by some miracle he should suddenly discover that little Princess Virginia Mary Victoria Alex andra Hildegrade of Baumeuburg Drippe was the one suitable wife for him on earth I wouldn't have him want me because I was 'suitable.' but?be cause I was Irresistible. I'd want his love?all his love?or I would say, 'No; you must look somewhere else for your empress.'" "But that's nonsense, darling. Roy al people seldom or never have the chance to full In love," said the grand duchess. "I'm tired of belog royal." snapped tbe prim-ess. "Being royal does noth ing but spoil all one's fun aud oblige one to do stupid, boring things which one hates." "Nevertheless noblesse does oblige," went on the Dresden ebiua prophetess of conventionality. "When alliunces are arranged for women of our posi tion, we must content ourselves with the hope that love may come after marriage, or. if not. we must go on do ing our duty in that state of life to which heaven has graciously called us." "Bother duty!" broke out Virginia. "Thank goodness, In these days uot all the king's horses and all the king's men cau make even a princess marry against her will. I hate thnt everlast ing cant about 'duty in marriage.' When people love each other they're kind and good and sweet and true be cause it's a joy, not because It's a duty. And that's the ouly sort of loy- J alty worth having betweeu men and women, according to me. I wouldn't accept anything else from a man. and I should despise him if he were less or more exacting." "Virginia, the way you express your self is almost Improper. I'm thaukful that no one hears you except myself," said the grand duchess. But at this moment, when clash of tongues and opinions seemed imminent, there oc curred a happy diversion iu the arrival of letters. Virginia, who was a neglectful cor respondent, had nothing, but two or three Important looking envelopes claimed attention from the grand duch ess, and as soou as the ludies were once more alone together in the sweet scented garden she broke the crown stamped seal of her sou Adalbert, uow by adoption crown prince of Hungarla. "Open the others for me, dear," she demanded excitedly, "while 1 see what Dal has to say." And Virginia leisure ly obeyed, wondering whether Dai's uews would by aud by be passed on to her. It was always an event when a long letter came from him, and the grand duchess Invariably laughed and exclaimed and sometimes blushed as she read, but when she blushed the letter was not giveu to the crown prince's sister. There was a uote today from an old friend of ber mother's of whom Vir ginia was fond, aud she had just be gun to be iutcrested In the third para graph, all about an adorable Dandy Dlnmont puppy, when au odd. half stifled ejaculation from the grand duch ess made the girl lift her eyes. "Has Da! been having something be yond the common in the way of adven tures?" she inquired dryly. Her mother did not answer, but she had grown pink and then pale. Virginia began to be uneasy. "What Is the matter? Is anything wrong?' she asked. "No?nothing In the least wrong, far from it, indeed; but, oh, my child!" "Mother, dear, what Is it?" "Something so extraordinary, po wonderful?I mean as a coincidence? that I can hardly speak. I suppose 1 can't be dreaming. You are really talking to me In the garden, aren't you ?" "I am, and I wish you were telling me the mystery. Do. dear. You look awake, only rather odd." "It would be strange If I didn't look odd. Dai says?Dal says"? "What has he been doing?getting engaged?" "No. It Is?your emperor, not Dal, who talks of being engaged." "Oh," said Vlrgiuia. trying not to speak blankly, trying not to flush, try ing not to show in any way the sudden sick pain in her heart. Of course ehe was not in love with him. Of course, though she had been childish enough long ago to make him her ideal and foolishly faithful enough to keep him so, she had always known that he would never be more to ber than a shadow emperor. Some day he would marry one of those other royal girls who were so much more suitable than she. That would be natural and right, as she had more than once told herself with no conscious pang, but now that the news had come, now that the royal girl was actually chosen and she must hear the letter and read about the happy event in the newspa pers. It was different. She felt sud denly cold and sick under the blow hurt and defrauded aud even jealous. She knew that she would hate the girl ?some wretched, commonplace girl, with stick out teeth, perhaps, or no fig ure and no idea of the way to wear her clothes or do her hair. But she swallowed hard and clinch ed her fingers under the voluminous letter about Dandy Dinmont. "Oh, so our friend is going to be married?" she remarked lightly. "That depends." replied the grand duchess. laughing mysteriously, with a catch in her voice as if she had been a nervous girl?"that depends. You must guess. But no: I won't tease you My dear, my dear, after Dai's letter, coming, as It has come. In the midst of such a conversation. I shall be a firm believer In telepathy. This letter on Its way to us must have put the thoughts Into our mluds and the words on our tongues. It may be that the emperor of Rhaetia will marry; It may not for, my sweet, beautiful girl, it depends upon?you." "Me?" The voice did not sound to Virginia like her own. Was she, too, dreaming? Were they both In a dream? "He wishes to marry you." All the letters dropped from Vir ginia's lap?dropped and fluttered to the grass slowly, like falling rose leaves. Scarcely knowing what she did. she clasped her hands over the young bos om, shaken with the sudden throbbing of her heart. Perhaps such a betrayal of feeling by a royal maiden deco rously sued (by proxy) for her hand was scarcely correct but Virginia had no thought for rules of conduct as laid down for her too often by her mother. "He wishes to marry?me?" she echoed dazedly. "Why?" "Providence must have drawn your inclination toward h' dearest. It Is indeed a romance. Some day. no doubt it will be told to the world In history." "But how did he"? Virginia broke off and began again. "Did be tell this to Dal and ask him to write you?" "Not?nor precisely that," admitted the grand duchess, her face changing from satisfaction to uueasluess. for Virginia was diliicuit in some ways, though adorable in others, and held such peculiar ideus about life? inherit ed from her American grandmother that it was impossible to be sure how she would receive the most ordinary announcements. The princess' rapt expression faded like the passing of duwn. "Not precisely that?" she repeated. "Then what?how"? "Well, perhaps, though it's not strict ly the correct thing, you had better read your brother's letter for yourself." Virginia put her hands behind her back with a childish gesture, and a frighteued look came Into the eyes which at most times gazed bravely up on the world. "I?somehow I can't," she said. "Please tell me." "To begin with. then, you know what an admiration Da! has felt for Count "He wishes to marry?met" von Breitstein ever since that diplo matic visit the Rhaetiun chancellor paid to Hungaria. The fancy seemed to be mutual; but then, who could ever re sist Dal if he wauted to be liked? The chancellor has writteu to him from time to time, and Dal has quite en joyed the correspondence. The old man can be witty as well as cynical if he chooses, and Dal says he tells good stories. Now, It seems, In the Informal way in which such affairs are usually put forward, that Count von Breitstein has written conildenlially to Dal, as our only near male relative, asking how your family would regard au alliance between Leopold and you or If we have already disposed of your hand. At last the emperor Is inclined to listen to his chancellor's advice and marry, and you, as a Protestant prin cess"? "A Protestant princess, indeed!" cried Virginia. "I protest against be ing approached by him on such terras." The face of the grand duchess was darkened by the gloom of her thoughts. "My daughter," she exclaimed mildly, yet despairingly, "it's not possible that when this wonderful chance, this un heard of chance, this chance that you were praying for, actually falls Into your hands you will throw it away for ?for a sentimental schoolgirl scruple." "I was not praying for it," said Vir ginia. "I'm sure, mother, you would have considered it most bold In me to pray for it And I didn't. I was only refuslug other chances." "Well, at all events, you have this one now. It is yours." "Not in the one way I should have loved to see It come. Oh, mother, why does the emperor want to marry me? Isn't there some other reason than just because I'm a proper Protestant prin cess?" "Of course," Insisted the grand duch ess, faintly encouraged. "Dal men tions several most excellent reasons in bis letter, if you would ouly take them sensibly." "I should like to hear them, at all events." answered Virginia. "Well, you see, the empress of Rhae tia must be a Protestant, and there aren't many eligible Protestant girls who would be acceptable to the Rhae tians -girls who would be popular with (he people. Oh, I have finished about that! You need not look so desperate. Besides, Dal explains that Leopold is a young man who dominates all around him. He wishes to take for his bride a girl who could not by any possibility herself be heiress to a throne. Dal fancies that his desire Is to mold his wife and therefore to take a girl with out too many important and importu nate relatives, for he Is not one who would dream of adding to his great ness by usiug the wealth or position of a woman. He has all he nteds or wants of that sort. And then, Dal re minds me, Leopold Is very partial to England, which helped Rhaelia passive ly In the time of her trouble eight years ago. The fact that you have lived in England and had an English education would be favorably regard ed both by Leopold and his chancellor. And, though I've never allowed you to have a photograph taken since you were a child (I hare seeing young girls' faces iu the newspapers and magazines; even though they are royal their fea tures need not be public propertyi and you have lived here In such seclusion that you've been little seen, still the rumor has reached Rhaetia that yon are?good to look at Leopold has been, heard to say that whatever else the future empress oi Rhaetia may be, he won't give his people an ugly woman to reign over them. And so alto gether"? "And so altogether, my references being satisfactory, at a pinch I might do for the place," cut in Virginia, with the hot. Impatient rebellion of her youth. "Oh. mother, you think me mad or a fool. I know, and perhaps I am mad, yet not mad enough not to see that it would be a great thing, a won derful thing, to be asked In marriage by the one man in my world if?ah, that great 'if'?he had only seen and fallen in love with me. It might have happened, you know. As you say, I'm not ugly, and I can be rather pleasant if I choose?so I believe. If he had only come to this land to see what I was like, as royal men did In the dear old fairy stories, and then had asked me to bo his wife, why, I should have been conceited enough to think it was because he loved me even more than because of other things. Then I should have been happy?yes, dear, I'll con fess It to you now?almost happy enough to die of the great joy and tri umph of it. But now I'm not happy. I will marry Leopold or I'll marry no man. but I swear to you I won't be married to Leopold in Count von Breit Btein's hateful old. cold, cut and dried way." ? "It's the emperor's way as well as Von Broirstein's." "Then for once In his big. grand, ob stinate life he'll have to learn that there's one insignificant girl who it ??:;'! play Griselda even for the sake of he ilig his empress." The girl proclaimed this resolve, ris ing to her feet, with her head high and a look In her gray eyes which told the grand duchess that it would be hopeless for her to argue down the resolution. At first It was a proud look and a sad look, but suddenly a beam of light flashed into it and began to sparkle and twinkle. Virginia smiled and showed her dimples. Tier color came and went. In a moment she was a different girl, and her mother, be wildered, fearful still, dared to hope something from the change. "How odd you look!" she exclaimed. "You've thought of something. You are happy. You have the air of?of having found some plan." "It found me, I think," the girl an swered, laughing, "all suddenly, just in a flash. That's the way It must be with inspirations. This is one?I know It It's all In the air, floating round me. But I shall grasp It soon." She came close to her mother, still smiling, and kneltdown In the grass at her feet, looking up with radiance in her eyes. Luckily there was no one save the Dresden china lady and the birds and flowers to see bow a young princess threw her mantle of dignity away, for the two did not keep royal state and a royal retinue In the quaint old house at Hampton Court, and the big elm which Virginia loved kindly hid the motlier and daughter from Intrusive eyes. "You do love me, don't you. dear est?" cooed the princess softly as a dove. "You know I do, my child, though I don't pretend to understand you," sighed the grand duchess, well aware that she was about to be coaxed Into some scheme, feeling that she would yield and praying Providence that the yielding might not lead her into tribu lation. "People grow dull if we understand them too well." said Virginia. "It's like solving a puzzle?there's no more fun in it when It's finished. But you wish me to be happy, darling?" "More than I wish for anything else, excepting, of course, dear Dai's"? "Dal is a man and can take care of himself. I must do the best I can poor me! And there's something I want so much, so much It would be heaven on earth, all my own, if I could win It?Leopold's love, quite for my self, as a girl, not as a 'suitable Prot estant princess.' For a few horrid minutes I thought It was too late to hope for that and I must give him up, because 1 never could be sure If I ac cepted him without his love and be I said it had come afterward; that It was really, really true. Anyway, It could never be the same, and I was mirerable over what might have been. Then suddenly I saw how it still might be. I almost thiuk I may bo able to win his love if you'll promise to help me, dear." "Of course I will," said the grand duchess, carried out of her pretty little conventional self into unwonted im pulsiveness by the warmth of kisses soft and sweet as the roses on Vir i giuia's bosom. "That is. I will If I can. But I don't al all see what I can do." "I see. 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