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the eastern side of the Gulf of Obi, near Tas Bay; | easier. A little before 12 I found that his pulse was and as far as can be ascertained the specimen has perceptibly stronger, and that his arms and legs, received no damage except the removal of one of which were previously as cold as stones, began to be its tusks. When found, the skin was perfect, slightly warm. The flannel in which the ice was well covered with hairs, the stomach as well as the put was now saturated with water, and as Dr. Chapremaining soft parts seeming quite well preserved. man said the cold was to be a dry, not a wet cold, What has happened to the body in 1865 is not one of my natives suggested the use of a bottle, on known; but when we remember that Adams visited which I got a preserved-fruit bottle into which I put his specimen nearly seven years after its disinter- the ice, and had the bottle held against the spine. ment, it is probable this mammoth will be reached 12.30. No more vomiting, &c.; the arms and legs in time to enable the naturalist sent to examine it to getting warmer. No pain, very great thirst; I let obtain a better idea of its shape, and of the nature of the man drink as much as he liked. From this time its hair, than could be gathered by Adams. It is until 1.30 P. M., I kept the bottle of ice on his back; particularly to be hoped that an examination of the when finding that his hands, arms, legs, and body contents of the stomach will tell us the nature of were becoming hot as if he had fever, I removed the the food, and give us some data to solve the ques- bottle of ice, and as I was about to leave my house tion how these giants came so far north. Pro- for tiffin with a neighbor, I told my khansamah, if fessor Frederick Schmidt, well known as a geologist, fever came on, to put in the place of the ice bottle has been sent by the St. Petersburg Academy; he a bottle of hot water. 4.30. I returned to the man. has undertaken to make the arduous journey in He was fast asleep, and a more deadly object I winter, to arrive on the spot in spring, and by next never saw. At 5.30 he awoke and asked for food. winter news may reach St. Petersburg of his success. I gave him some thick conjee with sugar and brandy. Tidings from Professor Schmidt will be looked for 7.30 A. M., Monday the 26th. The man is sitting with great eagerness by all geologists interested in up; convalescent, but weak. He wants to take his the question of the character of the convulsions of bullocks and hackery away. The above are the nature (if convulsions they were) which overwhelmed facts of the case." these extinct elephants of the Arctic regions.

A CORRESPONDENT of the Calcutta Englishman gives an account of the successful treatment of a case of cholera, apparently in an advanced stage, by the application of ice to the spine, as recommended by Dr. Chapman. The writer says: "On Sunday the 25th February, about 10.30 A. M., my servants requested me to go and see a man who they said was dying of cholera, and to give him some medicine. I proceeded to the place, where I found a man lying on the ground in the greatest agony, with the usual symptoms of cholera, vomiting, &c.; he

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was much emaciated, and to me appeared to be rapidly sinking. I had no medicine in the house. I ordered one of my servants to go round among the neighbors and try and get some medicine, but in this I was unsuccessful. I recollected, however, having read in the Times an article bearing the signature of John Chapman, M. D., 25 Somerset Street, Portman Square (of which I had taken a note), in which the writer advocated the use of a bag of ice down the spine. Feeling that if I did no good, I could, under the circumstances of the case, do no harm, I made up my mind to try whether ice would do any good. I now proceed to give you an account of what I did, and as to what the results were. 10.30 A. M., the man, a Mussulman, a hackney-wallah, arrived with his own and other hackeries from Calcutta. He had been for two or more hours purging and vomiting violently; voice scarcely audible; pulse imperceptible; hands, arms, legs, and feet quite cold. He was throwing his legs about and twisting his body in great agony; he complained much of thirst. I gave him water with a little carbonate of soda in it. He appeared to be sinking fast. 11 A. M., I procured some ice from a neighbor. Having no gutta-percha bag I took the leg of a pair of flannel trousers, and made a long bag to reach from between the shoulder-blade to the bottom of the spine, of a width of three inches; into this I put broken ice and applied it on the spine. After I had applied the ice, the purging and vomiting ceased, and by 11.20 the spasms were much diminished. 11.30. The patient was much easier. On questioning him, he said in a very low voice that he felt

SEA DREAMS.

I.

WHEN spring floats up the seas, and while
The fresh airs soothe the sense, once more
In the blue light of April's smile

I pace the promontory's shore;
Where many a day with friendly books

We breathed the peace of ocean's noon,
Till high in dreamy dusk, the rooks

Pushed woodward, and the brightening moon
Rounded above the cloudy wave:

The distant lighthouse glimmered red;
Beneath the billow swamped the cave,
And from the gray of sunset dead,
The bell tolled from the inland dark;

At times came voices from the main,
At times remote, the watch-dog's bark.

No change is here but in the brain,
And heart, where many a year has flown
Without thee, on the summer earth,
Where nature now seems bright alone,
And by the silent winter hearth.

II.

Here, as with many-memoried heart
I trace our green walks by the shore,
I pause, to pray for thee apart,

To call thee to my side once more;
For well I know hadst thou the power

Thou 'dst leave the brightest heavenly sphere,
To see me but for one brief hour;

To comfort me left lonely here.
Well, it is something, still to dream
In nature's silence by the bay;
Again, recalling love, to seem

Living with thee this one brief day,
Which now haze-wildered, swift and low
Sinks to the sea in mournful gloom,
While gusts of wind from the gray glow,
And passes moaning toward thy tomb.
I turn my back upon the hill;

Fate beckons me to other lands;
Night spreads before me wide and chill,-
A lonely moon and endless sands.

VOL. I.]

COW.

A Journal of Choice Reading,

SELECTED FROM FOREIGN CURRENT LITERATURE.

SATURDAY, JUNE 9, 1866.

PRINCESS DASCHKAW.

[No. 23.

It is to the credit of both parties that this sudden friendship remained undiminished to the last day of the Princess's life, and that Mrs. Bradford (née Miss Wilmot) thirty years after the death of her friend, speaks with quite girlish enthusiasm of her "Russian mother." Only after the expiration of that time was published an autobiography of Princess Daschkaw, written at Miss Wilmot's request during her stay in Russia. The objections of a relative of the Princess, resident in England, prevented its being given earlier to the world, and the long delay in its publication was perhaps the cause of the slight attention the work appears to have met with in England. It is, however, full of interest, and well deserves perusal, both as the biography, from her own pen, of a most extraordinary woman, and as a picture of the Court and times of "the Great Catharine." Meanwhile, a slight sketch of Princess Daschkaw's life may not be unacceptable to our readers.

other than the celebrated Princess Daschkaw, and in spite of all prognostications, no sooner did Miss On a certain summer's evening, more than sixty Wilmot set eyes upon her face," where the noblest years ago, a carriage was driving through the shrub-qualities of mind, blended with an expression of the beries and pleasure-grounds, laid out in English softest sensibility, awed and attracted at once," than taste, of an estate at no great distance from Mos- her prejudices forthwith gave way, and she accepted Far from enviable were the feelings of its oc- her as a friend, handkerchief, nightcap, and all. cupant, a trembling young girl, who had bravely "There was something," says Miss Wilmot," in her left her kindred and friends in far-away Ireland, to reception of me at once so dignified, so affectionate, pay a visit of some years to a lady whom she had so true, so warm, and so graceful, that it went to my never seen. The visitor's name was Miss Wilmot, heart; and before she had uttered a word except and well might she look forward with dread to the Welcome,' I felt that I loved her more than any prospect before her. For, on her arrival at St. Pe- one I had seen since I quitted my own family." tersburg after a prosperous voyage, she had found herself, to her dismay, the object of a general interest that was anything but gratifying, since it arose from the terror and abhorrence with which her future protectress was regarded by Russians and English alike. "I was told," says Miss Wilmot, we omit her married name for the moment,- "that she lived in a castle situated in a dreary solitude, far removed from the society of any civilized beings, where she was all-powerful, and so devoid of principle, that she would invariably break open and read the letters which came to me, and those I sent to my friends, taking care to suppress any that might be displeasing to her." She was also represented as "a most cruel and vindictive person, violent in her temper, and destructive of the happiness of every creature who was unfortunate enough to approach her; and," adds Miss Wilmot, "I was repeatedly warned against putting myself into the power of a tyrant, from which it would be a species of miracle if I escaped." Here was a pretty prospect for a little Irish girl, some two thousand miles from her home! For a moment she resolved to return at once to England, before she could be seized in the clutches of the ogress she had come to visit, but some dim idea of possible injustice, together with a strong spice of the pride that scorns to give in, at last prevailed, and Miss Wilmot determined to proceed on her journey, taking the precaution, however, to obtain a promise from the English ambassador, to watch over her, and insure her safe return should she wish it. Nevertheless, it was with an aching heart she approached "the scene of her threatened imprisonment." Gates and doors were thrown open, and she proceeded through suites of apartments to encounter the dreaded mistress of the house. At length she appeared: the queerest figure imaginable. A ragged silk handkerchief was round her neck, and a man's nightcap on her head. She wore also a long cloth greatcoat, with a large silver star on the left side. This strange-looking personage was no

Catherine Worontzow (afterwards Princess Daschkaw) was born at St. Petersburg in the year 1744. She made her début in the great world with some splendor at her christening, the Empress Elizabeth holding her at the font, and the Grand Duke, whom she afterwards helped to dethrone, standing godfather. Her mother died when she was very young, and Catherine was at first consigned to the care of her grandmother, and afterwards to that of her uncle, the Grand Chancellor of Russia, who allowed her to share the education of his only daughter, her own two sisters, Maria and Elizabeth Worontzoff, being already maids of honor and residing at Court. The little Catherine early gave indications of her after-love of politics and affairs of state. child, her greatest pleasure was to get leave from her uncle to look over old papers relating to negotiations and treaties, and at about thirteen a violent thirst for knowledge came upon her. She was already receiving an education which would even now be thought sufficient, being instructed in four

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languages, and in many other things, by the best very manifest hints were thrown out as to the course masters St. Petersburg could afford. But a sus of action present to the mind of each. It is a queer picion grew up in her mind that after all it might picture: the two ladies comfortably in bed together, be desirable, even for a woman, to know other plotting a revolution which was to end in the downthings than those which fitted her only to shine in fall of the sister of the one, the ruin and murder of society, and, lacking a teacher, she resolved to un- the husband of the other, and upon which, in some dertake this part of her education herself. Her sort, depended the fate of a great country! It does love of reading became insatiable. Day and night not seem, however, that at this time they came to she pored over her books, persevering even when any more definite determination than that of supcontinued sleeplessness began to tell upon her porting the cause of the Grand Duchess at all hazhealth. She tormented all the distinguished visit-ards, and had Peter III. been somewhat less weak, ors at her uncle's house by her endless questions and less devoted to Prussian interests, he might have about "their several countries, their forms of gov-peacefully occupied the throne, for the people welernment and laws," and "the comparisons to which comed him, and he began his reign with a show of their answers often led, made her long to travel and popularity. judge for herself." Her choice of books, too, was unusual in a girl of fourteen, more especially in Russia, where female education was extremely superficial. She mentions as her favorites, Bayle, Montesquieu, Boileau, and Voltaire; she read " Helvetius on the Understanding" twice, and rejoiced over the addition to her library of an Encyclopædia, as another girl might over the acquisition of some long-coveted trinket. At fifteen, while not as yet going into society, Catherine accidentally became acquainted with Prince Daschkaw, and a speedy engagement followed. But an event which colored her after-life almost more strongly, was her first interview, which occurred about this time, with Catharine the Great, then Grand Duchess. One can easily fancy the fascination which this brilliant woman, with her unfailing power of pleasing, would exercise over the imagination of an enthusiastic girl of fifteen, longing for sympathy in her favorite pursuits, and finding it in a quarter to which she would naturally look with reverence and admiration.

From that hour, Catherine the Little, as she calls herself, was a devoted friend, adherent, and partisan of Catharine the Great, and lost no opportunity of rendering her service. In the following spring the marriage took place, and Princess Daschkaw, as we must now call her, after living for a year or two with her husband's relatives, who seem to have been worthy, dull people, returned joyfully to St. Petersburg, and soon established herself in a house belonging to her father, between that city and Oranienbaum, where the Grand Duke and Duchess were then residing. Here the Princess found her sister, the Countess Elizabeth, installed as mistress to the Grand Duke; and becoming more and more disgusted by his coarseness and imbecility, she threw herself passionately into the party of the Grand Duchess. The Grand Duke, however, was not altogether badhearted, and he was kind to the Princess in spite of repeated snubbings on her part. My child," said he, one day, "you would do well to recollect that it is much safer to deal with honest blockheads, like your sister and myself, than with great wits, who squeeze the juice of the orange, and then throw away the rind." Notwithstanding this warning, however, the Princess continued a faithful partisan of the Grand Duchess, until the approaching end of the Empress Elizabeth kindled the ambition of both ladies. When at length it became clear that the empress had not long to live, Princess Daschkaw rose from a sick-bed at midnight, and hastened to the palace of the Grand Duchess. Insisting upon admittance, the Princess was shown into the room where Catharine had already retired to rest.

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The Grand Duchess invited her friend to get into bed also, and a conversation was held, with tears on the part of the Grand Duchess, during which some

But ere many months were over, he had disgusted the army, and had stirred up the flame of his wife's hatred, and roused her indomitable spirit, by an almost avowed intention of divorcing her, in order to marry her rival, the Countess Elizabeth. Then was Princess Daschkaw in her glory. Her house became a rendezvous of conspirators, and she unceasingly exerted her influence to win over officers or others who were wavering, or who might be useful in the scheme. Peter III. meanwhile tranquilly continued his buffooneries at Oranienbaum, and if a whisper of the proceedings of the Princess ever reached his ears, he may probably have thought the efforts of a girl of eighteen hardly worth serious notice. But if such were his views, he was doomed to be speedily undeceived. Princess Daschkaw was no ordinary woman, and being assisted by the brothers Orloff, one of whom was at this time the lover of the Empress, the plot ripened rapidly. The secret, however, somehow oozed out before all things were in perfect readiness for the catastrophe, and before, alas! the suit of men's clothes had arrived from the tailor, which Princess Daschkaw had ordered for the occasion. We can imagine her despair. Here was Samson, indeed, shorn of his strength, for she dared not leave the house in her own clothes. However, she sent to implore the Empress to come instantly to St. Petersburg, and conveyed orders to the Guards to be in readiness to receive her. The danger now was, lest Peter III. should arrive with troops before his wife could reach St. Petersburg, and by closing the gates of the city, frustrate the plan at the eleventh hour. But poor Princess Daschkaw, after a miserable night, caused by the faithlessness of that miscreant tailor, had the happiness of hearing at six o'clock in the morning that the Empress had arrived, and had been proclaimed head of the Empire by the Ismaeloffsky guards.

Hastily donning a gala dress, the Princess hurried to the palace, and, the crowd being great, she alighted from her carriage, and was pressing through the throng on foot, when she was recognized by the soldiers and officers. Instantly she found herself lifted from the ground, blessed and cheered, passed over the heads of all before her, and at length, giddy and tattered, triumphantly set down in an antechamber, whence she speedily hastened to embrace the Empress. But the time for rest had not yet arrived, and the two ladies resolved as soon as necessary business had been despatched, and some ceremonials gone through, to move at the head of the troops to Peterhoff. For this purpose they each borrowed the uniform of an officer of the Guards. Princess Daschkaw must have looked in hers like a boy of fifteen, and she much astonished the senators by breaking in upon their grave conferences in that costume to suggest some precaution that

Catharine" disport herself in her "hours of ease"! But a heavy sorrow was impending over Princess Daschkaw, in the shape of the death of a husband, to whom, whatever her detractors may have said, she seems to have been strongly attached. At twenty years of age she found herself a widow, overwhelmed by debts incurred by her husband. The energy of her character was never more conspicuously displayed. She resolved not to part with an inch of her son's patrimonial estates, but by selling her plate and jewels, and living in the strictest economy, to find means of paying the creditors without applying for help to the Crown. Accordingly she established herself in a little wooden cottage, where "I became," she says, "my own steward, my children's nurse and governess, as well as guardian"; and by contracting her expenditure to 500 roubles per annum (about £ 80) she managed to pay off every debt in the course of a few years.

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had been forgotten. Towards evening she mounted | rageously." In such dignified fashion did "the Great her horse, and with the Empress set off for Peterhoff, passing in review on the way twelve thousand troops, besides volunteers. Arrived at a small village named Krasnoi Kabac, the cavalcade halted for a few hours, and the Empress and Princess Daschkaw again shared the same bed, this time in a cottage, but with triumphant hearts. The following evening they reached Peterhoff. While these things were transpiring, the feeble Peter III. was hurrying to and fro between Oranienbaum and Peterhoff; any fragment of courage he may have had deserting him as he every instant received fresh intelligence of the progress of the revolution. The brave old Marshal Munich entreated him to strike a blow. "Czar, your troops are at hand. Let us put ourselves at their head, and march directly to Petersburg." But the manly advice was thrown | away. Peter wandered about, forming twenty schemes, and executing none; sometimes uttering furious imprecations against his wife, sometimes dictating useless manifestos. Munich then advised him to hasten to Cronstadt, and secure the fleet. But in this he had been anticipated, and his arrival was greeted with a shout of "Long live the Empress Catharine!" "Put your hand in mine," said Goudovitz," and let us leap on shore. No one will dare to fire on you, and Cronstadt will still be your Majesty's." In vain. The coward was incapable of forming a bold resolution. Munich still urged him to put himself at the head of the army, but, as might have been expected, uselessly. He returned to Oranienbaum, and after one or two overtures to Catharine, which she treated with disdain, he allowed himself to be brought to Peterhoff. He passed through the midst of the army, and the Cossacks, who had never seen him before, preserved a mournful silence; the rest of the troops raised the old cry, "Long live Catharine!" Castéra, from whose "Life of the Empress Catharine" these particulars are taken, goes on to narrate the roughness with which this unfortunate prince was handled, of which Princess Daschkaw makes no mention. At any rate, he was soon shut up in a remote apartment of the palace, whence he was conveyed to Mopsa, where he was murdered by one of the Orloffs, assisted by two other ruffians, a few days only after his wife, attended by Princess Daschkaw, made her triumphal entry into the capital.

We may pass lightly over these years. In 1768, the Princess, under the assumed name of Madame Michalkoff, made a journey through France and to England, during which she seems to have behaved much like a child let loose from school. hotel in her route she was horrified at finding two pictures conspicuously hung up, representing defeats of Russians by Prussians. Not being rich enough to make an auto da fé of these works of art, she, and two gentlemen belonging to the Embassy at Berlin, procured some oil colors and sat up all night, changing the blue and white of the conquering Prussians into the green and red uniforms of Russia, thus bloodlessly restoring the victory to her countrymen! It must be remembered that she was only twenty-four years of age. She seems to have much enjoyed this tour, in the course of which she became acquainted with Didérot and Voltaire, the latter of whom, she tells us, with naïve vanity, exclaimed, when he first saw, or rather heard, her, "What is this I hear? even her very voice is the voice of an angel!" Returning to Russia, she remained there for about five years, at the expiration of which she resolved to visit Scotland, that her son might graduate at the Edinburgh University.

Perhaps the happiest years in the Princess's life were those three which she passed in apartments at Holyrood House. A distinguished society gathered round her: Robertson, Blair, Adam Smith, and Ferguson were her constant associates, and her mind was well capable of appreciating theirs. In the month of May, 1779, the degree of Master of Arts was conferred upon Prince Daschkaw, he being at that time just sixteen years old. Thereupon the Princess, her son, and daughter, set off upon a European tour, and these are a "few of the most interesting" of the subjects to which the brilliant mother expects the boy specially to direct his attention on his travels: "The nature and form of government; the laws, customs, influence, population,

As a reward for her services, Princess Daschkaw received the order of St. Catharine, and a grant of about 24,000 roubles, with which she paid her husband's debts. She was shortly afterwards appointed lady of honor to her Majesty. But Catharine seems soon to have begun to grudge her the credit she obtained for her share in the revolution; while the Orloffs, jealous of her influence, lost no opportunity of slighting and mortifying her. For the present, however, she continued on familiar terms at Court, and even lived at the palace with her husband, and dined every day with the Em-commerce; the physical circumstances of countries, press, of whose rather singular recreations we have an amusing little glimpse.

Neither Catharine nor Prince Daschkaw knew how to sing a note of music, but the Empress delighted in performing with him a mock vocal duet, "with scientific shrugs, and all the solemn, selfcomplacent airs and grimaces of musicians." Then she would take to caterwauling, now to purring; now "spitting like a cat in a passion, with her back up, she suddenly boxed the first person in her way, making up her hand into a paw, and mewing out

as relating to soil and climate; their foreign and domestic policy; the productions, religion, manners, resources, real and fictitious, with regard to public credit, income, taxes; and the different conditions of the different classes of society!"

Considering that the unfortunate Prince must already have been crammed with knowledge to an almost incredible extent, he might have been allowed, one would think, to make a tour in foreign countries, with somewhat less weighty subjects on his mind. But the Princess's own energy was un

And now began for Princess Daschkaw twelve years of incessant and intense exertion. A slight account must suffice of what this wonderful woman contrived during that time to accomplish. By her economy and sagacity she soon brought the finances of the academy into a flourishing condition; she increased the number of students from seventeen to fifty; established new courses of lectures in mathematics, geometry, and natural history; superin

flagging, and her interest in all subjects keen. In | found them all assembled, and in their places; they Ireland she "frequents the House of Parliament," rose as she entered, some whom she knew coming and listens with pleasure to the eloquence of Grat- forward to receive her, feeling, doubtless, considertan; in Paris she becomes acquainted with Marie able surprise at "the singular phenomenon of a woAntoinette, who characteristically laments that she man within the walls of their august sanctuary!" shall soon be compelled to give up dancing; in Italy she lionizes most vigorously, and seems to spend every moment in either mental or bodily exertion. In July, 1782, Princess Daschkaw returned to St. Petersburg, and it is a significant hint of the state of society at the time, that it was generally believed that Prince Daschkaw had been educated with a special view to his becoming the "favorite" of the Empress. To do the Princess justice, nothing seems to have been further from her intentions than so re-tended the preparation of new and accurate maps volting a scheme, and she even treated the idea of her son's being so honored with most astonishing coolness, when it was pretty plainly suggested to her a year or two later, Prince Daschkaw being then about twenty-two, and the Empress fifty-six years old!

of the provinces; and, not content with this, she actually established, upon a plan of her own, another academy, of which she became president, and which was devoted to the improvement and cultivation of the Russian language. Here was immediately begun a complete Russian dictionary, a work till then unknown. The Princess herself undertook three letters of the alphabet, and "an explanation in precise terms of all the words which had especial reference to the three great subjects of morals, politics, and government!" Besides all this, she su

We are now arrived at perhaps the strangest event in Princess Daschkaw's life. With all her versatility of talent, she had never been specially a literary woman, politics had occupied so much of her time. Her astonishment was unfeigned, therefore, when, at a ball given by the court, the Empress sig-perintended the erection of the building of the new nified to her that she was to be appointed-of all Russian academy; she composed in Russ a dramatic things in the world - Director of the Academy of piece which was performed at the Empress's theArts and Sciences. The Princess was struck dumb; atre; she made a journey into Finland with the when she was able to speak, she affected to treat Empress; she visited her own two or three countrythe matter as a jest, at the same time earnestly de-places, and kept a keen eye upon the buildings in clining the appointment. The Empress continued to press it upon her.

"Appoint me directress of your Majesty's washerwomen," cried the Princess," and you shall see with what zeal I am capable of serving you"; and in pretty plain terms she intimated that such an appointment would render her less ridiculous than the one which was offered to her. The Empress bade her recollect that some of those who had recently filled the office were undeniably her inferiors.

process of erection upon her estate near Petersburg, sometimes working herself with the masons. Visits to the palace also claimed a large portion of her time. But, indefatigable as she was, domestic troubles pressed hard upon her. Her daughter's marriage was a failure; her son made a marriage of which she disapproved; profound melancholy oppressed her, tempting her at one time to destroy herself; and though she sought refuge in activity, she grew at length weary of the whirl in which so much of her life was spent, and wished to retire. The Empress, however, would not accept her resigin-nation, but granted her leave of absence for two years, which was afterwards extended to a third; but before its completion, the death of Catharine the Great changed the aspect of the Princess's affairs.

"So much the worse," cried the undaunted Princess, "for those who could respect themselves so little as to undertake a duty which they were capable of fulfilling with credit to themselves." The Empress was obliged to let the matter drop for the moment; but she was determined, and the Princess, of course, was compelled to yield, not without a very spirited resistance, for she was keenly sensible of the absurdity of her position. "Here, then," she says, "I was in the situation of a beast of burden, harnessed to an unwieldy and disjointed machine, without any regulating principle to direct my labors." The affairs of the academy, moreover, had been long out of order, and a root-and-branch reform was necessary. Having once undertaken an office, however, Princess Daschkaw was by no means a person to let the grass grow under her feet in the performance of the duties attached to it; she immediately began to strain every nerve to fit herself for her post, and a few days after what she calls "this strange and unheard-of creation," she took her seat in the academy, addressed the members and professors, and plunged at once into the pecuniary affairs of the establishment. The oath of fidelity required in Russia from all who hold employment under the Crown, was not dispensed with in this case, and the new director soon went to have it administered. To reach the chapel where the ceremony was to take place, she had to pass through the chamber where the senators sat in council. She

The Emperor Paul, who succeeded, resented deeply the part the Princess had taken in dethroning his father so many years before. Her formal dismissal from her offices in both academies was not long in arriving. She received it with dignity, as a release from a burden beyond her strength; but she bitterly grieved over the death of the Empress; she lamented the fate of her country, abandoned to the caprice of a tyrant, and the news of the daily edicts of arrest and banishment did not fail to reach Troitskoe. Her health failed, and she became very ill. Visiting Moscow for the purpose of obtaining alleviation, she had scarcely arrived there when she was met by a command from the Emperor to "return instantly into the country, and there recollect the epoch of 1762."

As soon as possible she obeyed, and remained at Troitskoe, confined to bed or sofa, incapable of movement, and in ceaseless pain. But the Emperor had not yet satisfied his vengeance. An order speedily arrived that Princess Daschkaw should quit Troitskoe, and take up her residence upon an estate belonging to her son in the northern part of

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