Part 14 (1/2)
”No,” I said, ”Hamlet went home with his bride, and the royal Danish court of Jutland made an enormous feast for the home-coming of the princely couple. _This_ was the thing that Hamlet had waited for all his life. Saxo hurries over this harrowing episode. Hamlet succeeded in getting all the guests dead drunk, then he pulled the tapestries all down on top of them and set fire to the palace and burned them all up.
What do you think of your adorable Hamlet now?”
”I think,” said M. de W., curtly, ”all things considered, that Hamlet was a d.a.m.n fool!”
”I thought so too until I read the speech he made to his subjects when he mounted the throne. It was the most beautiful bit of sentiment, the tenderest tribute to his dead father, and showed his undaunted love for his country. I am sorry that Shakespeare made no mention of this.”
Mr. Story, who was with us, said he once heard a lady say she did not care much for Shakespeare, because he was ”so full of quotations.”
ROME, _1884_.
Dear ----,--The King drives every day in his high English phaeton through the crowded streets, not fearing to expose himself to his people, as some other sovereigns do.
When some one remonstrated with him, ”Your Majesty ought not to run such risk,” he answered, smilingly: ”_Comment donc! C'est un des ennuis de notre metier_.” Everybody bows respectfully, and in return he takes off his hat and holds it at right angles, keeping the reins in the other hand. Sometimes he does not get the chance to put his hat back on his head the whole length of the _Corso_. His adjutant sits by his side and a lacquey sits behind, dressed in black. The King likes simplicity in all things.
The Queen drives in a landau (_a huit resorts_), accompanied by her lady in waiting; the servants in their brilliant red liveries can be seen from a long distance. Her Majesty recognizes every one, smiles and bows right and left; sometimes she will look back and give a person an extra smile. She says that she can see, while flying by, all the objects exposed in the shop windows, and often sends the servant back to buy what she has noticed.
When their Majesties meet in the drive in their respective equipages the Queen rises in her seat as if to make a courtesy, and the King responds in the most ceremonious manner.
Before Christmas the Queen goes about in the shops and makes her own purchases (the shops are then shut to the public). All the ladies of the court receive magnificent gifts, generally in the shape of jewels.
The King always keeps on his writing-table and within touch a quant.i.ty of rare unset stones. He likes to look at them and handle them; and then, when the occasion comes to give a present, he has the stones set in diamonds.
MILAN, _November 2, 1884_.
My dear Aunt,--We arrived here last night, and shall remain till to-morrow, when we are expected at Monza, where the King and the Queen have invited us to make them a visit.
Count Gianotti came this afternoon to tell us that we are to take the train leaving here at three o'clock. Johan and I went out for a stroll while the maid and valet were packing. We wandered through the Victor Emmanuel Gallery, then went into the ever-enchanting cathedral. I never tire of seeing this wonderful place. I pay my two soldi for a chair and sit there, lost in thought and admiration. The dimness and silence make it very solemn and restful. Every little while a procession of intoning priests shuffle by to go to some altar in one of the side-chapels for some particular service. Sometimes it is a baptism, and the peasants whose babies are going to be baptized stand in an awed group around the font. Everything is done in a most matter-of-fact way. I look at the splendid carvings and filigree of marble and wonder how any _one_ mountain can have furnished so much marble, since it started furnis.h.i.+ng hundreds of years ago. It is lucky that the mountain belongs exclusively to the Church!
On my return to the hotel I found a card from Countess Marcello, saying that the Queen had suggested our going to the Scala Theater, and that we were to occupy the royal box. She has just left Monza. She is lady in waiting to the Queen, and, her duties having finished for this month, she is replaced by the Princess Palavicini. She told us that there were at present no guests at Monza. She said that there are three categories of toilets: ”_good, better_, and _best_” (as she put it), besides the unexpected which always arrived in the shape of court mournings, and one must be prepared for them all. When the King's sister (Princess Clothilde) is there, only severe, sober, and half-high dresses are worn. For the Queen's mother (the d.u.c.h.ess of Genoa) the usual evening dress, _decolletee_, with a train. But when the Queen of Portugal comes everything must be extra magnificent, with tiaras and jewels galore and the last things of modernity.
We arrived in the theater just as the curtain was going down on the first act. The audience stared steadily at us with and without opera-gla.s.ses. I suppose people thought that we were members of some royal family. As the performance was not interesting and I was tired, we left at an early hour. I scribble this off to you just before going to bed.
MONZA, _November 3d_.
You see that I am writing on royal paper, which is a sign that we are here. Now I will tell you about things as far as we have got. At the station in Milan, Count Gianotti met us and put us safely in the carriage, which bore a kingly crown; Princess Brancaccio accompanied us. On arriving at Monza station we found Signor Peruzzi waiting for us, and an open barouche drawn by four horses mounted by postilions from the royal stables. We drove through the town and through the long avenue leading to the _chateau_ at a tremendous pace, people all taking off their hats as we pa.s.sed.
[Ill.u.s.tration: THE PALACE, MONZA (FRONT) Occupied in the summer by the King and Queen of Italy.]
[Ill.u.s.tration: PALACE AND GARDENS Here the King and Queen entertained their friends. Apartments in the second story, the entire right half as seen in the picture, were occupied by the De Hegermann-Lindencrones.]
In the courtyard (which is immense) the carriage stopped at the entrance of the left wing, and we entered the _chateau_, where the Marquise Villamarina met us and led the way to our apartment, telling me, as we walked along, that her Majesty was looking forward with much pleasure to seeing us, and said that we were expected at five o'clock for tea in the _salon_ and that I was to come dressed as I was, adding that she would come for us to show the way.
I had time to admire our gorgeous set of rooms, which is finer than anything I had ever seen before--finer than Compiegne, and certainly finer than our apartment at Fredensborg.
We pa.s.sed through an antechamber which led to my _salon_, the walls of which are covered with red damask, the curtains and furniture of the same; many beautiful modern pictures hang on the walls, and there are pretty vitrines filled with _bric-a-brac_. My dressing-room is entirely _capitonne_ in blue satin from top to bottom--even the ceiling. It has long mirrors set in the walls, in which I am reflected and re-reflected _ad infinitum_. My bath-room is a dream with its tiled walls and marble bath. (My maid's room is next this.) My bedroom is as large as a ballroom; the curtains, _portieres_, divans, and comfortable arm-chairs are of white satin, and in the middle is a gla.s.s chandelier fit for a Doge's palace. A hundred candles can light me when I go to bed. My bed stands on a rather high platform and has white-satin curtains hanging from a _baldaquin_ with fringe and ta.s.sels, and a huge Aubusson carpet covers the whole floor.
Next to my bedroom is J.'s bedroom, which is also very large, with two windows, furnished in red brocade; great gilt consols support the elaborate-framed Italian mirrors. Then comes his dressing-room, which connects with his bath-room and his valet's room. Then another antechamber giving on to a corridor which leads to the great gallery.
The Marquise came to my door, and we followed her through two or three drawing-rooms before we reached the center room, which is a very large _salle_ with a dome taking in three stories.