The Wahpeton Times

Empress Eugenie's Condition.

Of the ex-Empress Eugenie, London Truth says--Her old vivacity has died out. If it had not, she would try to subjugate it, for she ascribes to her impetuous disposition the culminating error of the emperor's reign, and another event for which she will mourn as long as life and consciousness remain to her. She has the generosity to admit the errors of judgment into which she was hurried, and which were attended with disastrous consequences both for her family and for the nation over which, by an astonishing freak of fortune, she became the sovereign. The empress still thinks aloud, and talks often and rapidly of what is on her mind. She ill bears any mental tension, unless in religious exercises, and has not the resources of music, embroidery, knitting, or sewing, which enabled Marie Amelie to beguile the tedium of a residence at Claremont. Her infirmity prevents her walking as much as she wishes. She lives altogether at Farnborough in the past, and among objects reminding her of departed glories of the emperor and of her ill-starred son, of whom she can now speak without falling into paroxysms of grief. The inner woman is chastened by affliction, and the outer woman faded; but she is more interesting, perhaps, than when she had the prestige of beauty, a throne, and (externally) the most brilliant court in Europe.