Old Paris (Volume 1); Its Court and Literary Salons (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1895 Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XV. Debut of Mdlle. de Bourbon-Conde.--Her Toilette and her Cilice.--Her Desire to take the Veil.--Her Parents refuse their Consent.--Introduced at Rambouillet.--Armed against Satan's Assaults.--Anne of Austria.--The Cilice admonishes in Vain.--Anne de Bourbon converted.--The New Star and her Adorers.--The Chateau de Chantilly.--Its Gardens and Grounds.--Amusements of the Guests.--The Letter-Bag.--A Letter from Voiture.--Tossed in a Counterpane.--Marriage of Anne de Bourbon.--"The Cook's Daughter."--The Marquise de Sable.--Beauty of Madame de Longueville.--An Attack of Small-pox. moiselle Anne Genevieve de Bourbon-Conde as one of the sixteen young ladies who danced in it. She was the daughter of Monsieur le Prince, and was born, as before mentioned, in the Chateau de Vincennes in 1619, during her father's imprisonment there. She was but in her sixteenth year when first introduced, at this ball, to the society of the court. And great was the sensation she occasioned. The cheek of many a bright belle paled with envy, the heart of many a gay cavalier fluttered with the first emotions of love, as the HERE was a grand ballet de la reine at the Louvre on February 18th, 1635, and the Gazette de France names Madestill beautiful Princesse de Cond6 led in her trembling daughter and presented her to the queen. For one so young and fair her dress was of extraordinary magnificence (a portrait of her thus attired still exists). It was of white brocade, with puckerings of fine lace divided by strings of pearls; the sleeves were looped with large diamonds; the same brilliant gems glittered on her bosom, sparkled like dew-drops in the rays of the morning sun on the leaves of the bouquet she wore, and shone in the masses of golden hair that fell in long curls on her ...