arles Fox, her nephew.
The royal bird flew away from lovely Sarah. She had to figure as
bridesmaid at her little Mecklenburg rival's wedding, and died in our own
time a quiet old lady, who had become the mother of the heroic Napiers.

They say the little princess who had written the fine letter about the
horrors of war--a beautiful letter without a single blot, for which she was
to be rewarded, like the heroine of the old spelling-book story--was at
play one day with some of her young companions in the gardens of Strelitz,
and that the young ladies' conversation was, strange to say, about
husbands. "Who will take such a poor little princess as me?" Charlotte
said to her friend, Ida von Bulow, and at that very moment the postman's
horn sounded, and Ida said, "Princess! there is the sweetheart." As she
said, so it actually turned out. The postman brought letters from the
splendid young King of all England, who said, "Princess! because you have
written such a beautiful letter, which does credit to your head and heart,
come and be Queen of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, and the true wife
of your most obedient servant, George!" So she jumped for joy; and went
upstairs and packed all her little trunks; and set off straightway for her
kingdom in a beautiful yacht, with a harpsichord on board for her to play
upon, and around her a beautiful fleet, all covered with flags and
streamers, and the distinguished Madame Auerbach complimented her with an
ode, a translation of which may be read in the _Gentleman's Magazine_ to
the present day:--

Her gallant navy through the main,
Now cleaves its liquid way.
There to their queen a chosen train
Of nymphs due reverence pay.

Europa, when conveyed by Jove
To Crete's distinguished shore,
Greater attention scarce could prove,
Or be respected more.

They met, and they were married, and for years they led the happiest,
simplest lives sure ever led by married couple. It is said the king winced
when he first saw his homely little bride; but, however that may be, he
was a true and faithful husband to her, as she was a faithful and loving
wife. They had the simplest pleasures--the very mildest and simplest--little
country dances, to which a dozen couple were invited, and where the honest
king would stand up and dance for three hours at a time to one tune; after
which delicious excitement they would go to bed without any supper (the
Court peopl