intimates our Princess, "passed through Baireuth in a very bad
post-chaise." This, as we elsewhere pick out, was on January 16th; Karl
Albert in post-haste for the marriage-ceremony, which takes place at
Mannheim to-morrow. [Adelung, iii. A, 51.] "My Margraf, accidentally
hearing, galloped after him, came up with him about fifteen miles away:
they embraced, talked half an hour; very content, both." [Wilhelmina,
ii. 334.]
And eight days afterwards, 24th January, 1742, busy Belleisle (how busy
for this year past, since we saw him in the OEil-de-Boeuf!) gets him
elected Kaiser;--and Segur, in the self-same hours, is packing out
of Linz; and one's Donau "Conquests," not to say one's Munchen, one's
Baiern itself, are in a fine way! The marriage-ceremony, witnessed on
the 17th, was one of the sublimest for Kur-Pfalz and kindred; and it too
had secretly a touch of tragedy in it for the Poor Karl Albert. A double
marriage: Two young Princesses, Grand-daughters, priceless Heiresses,
to old Kur-Pfalz; married, one of them to Duke Clement of Baiern, Karl
Albert's nephew, which is well enough: but married, the other and elder
of them, to Theodor of Deux-Ponts, who will one day--could we pierce the
merciful veil--be Kurfurst of Baiern, and succeed our own childless Son!
[Michaelis, ii. 265.]
"Kaiser Karl VII.," such the style he took, is to be crowned February
12th; makes sublime Public Entry into Frankfurt, with that view,
January 31st;--both ceremonies splendid to a wonder, in spite of finance
considerations. Which circumstance should little concern us, were it
not that Wilhelmina, hearing the great news (though in a dim ill-dated
state), decided to be there and see; did go;--and has recorded her
experiences there, in a shrill human manner. Wishful to see our
fellow-creatures (especially if bound to look at them), even when they
are fallen phantasmal, and to make persons of them again, we will give
this Piece; sorry that it is the last we have of that fine hand. How
welcome, in the murky puddle of Dryasdust, is any glimpse by a lively
glib Wilhelmina, which we can discern to be human! Hear what Wilhelmina
says (in a very condensed form):--
WILHELMINA AT THE CORONATION.
Wilhelmina, in the end of January, 1742,--Karl Albert having shot
past, one day lately, in a bad post-chaise, and kindled the thought
in her,--resolved to go and see him crowned at Frankfurt, by way of
pleasure-excursion. We will, struggling to be brie
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