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THE MISSING JEWELS.
THE Baroness Rukavina Eltz was the
most splendid and dasblug person
age In the Er Valley. Her castle near
Somlyo was the finest specimen of agreat
residence In all that shadow of the Er
Mellek, and she, Roumanian by birth
and a Hungarian by marriage, seemed to
unite all the brilliant characteristics of
both these picturesque races.
She was a widow to begin with, and
since the animal man has speculated
upon the varieties of the angel woman,
a widow has been pronounced the most
amiable variety of the species. She was
very beautiful, tall, graceful, blue-eyed,
black-haired, piquant, red and white,
with the most scornful little mouth and
the most delicate profile ; her hand and
foot were models, although the latter
were frequently stamped wheu she was
not pleased. She was iu the third and
last place, as the preachers say very
rich, and had fallen heiress to two col
lections of jewels which were almost
fabulously valuable. A brilliant creat
ure the Baroness. She owned villages
and vineyards, and made a large income
every year from her sale of Ruster, a
grand wine of a pale golden hue, which
had as full and peculiar a flavor as she
had herself. The Baroness sent her
wine to Vienna, where it was considered
almost equal to Tokay. Of course, she
had suitors, the beautiful, sharp Barou
bA They came from Transylvania and
Russia, from Rouuiania and all Hunga
ry, from Austria and from the German
Principalities; and for the unlucky
wretches about Pus Pokl and the Behar
Settlement, and the country gentlemen
of Erdioszegh, they knelt aud worship
ped in vain as she dashed past them on
her fleet thoroughbred, for she was Di
ana as a huntress aud the Queen of the
Amazons also. Her black horse Teten
yer was said to emit lire from his nos
trils when he stopped to breathe.
This grand lady was afraid of nobody,
loved nobody, had uo friends, save the
nuns at the foot of the Rez Gebirge and
one old priest who seemed to be deeply
in her confidence. Every year she
made a grand visit somewhere Vienna,
Paris, Rome, London or St. Petersburg.
She spent money like water, and made
everybody talk, wonder and admire, aud
where her splendid Jewels were the envy
of all the Court ladies.
Yes, she was afraid of one man, and
that was her steward, Keusiedler, he
who for years had managed her vast
estates, her vineyards and her wheat
fields, her fields and fisheries.
Keusiedler, was a crouching, cross
eyed, mean-looking German Jew, mar
ried to a bold black-eyed large-nosed
woTiiau, who was twice his size, and
who lived in the village, near the castle,
and who spent her time envying and
hating the Baroness. Madame Pasteur,
the French companion, and Matllde, the
French maid, who never left the Baron
ess, thought that Neudsledier and his
Wife had the evil eye and that they
would some day wilt the Baroness. But
Rukavina Eltz laughed at this fear, and
keptou her course exultant. Still when
the yearly pay day came round, and
ehe had to look over accounts with
Neusledler, she did show what she
liad never shown before fear.
Amoug her jewels was a splendid
rope of pearl colored pearls, the rarest
thing in the whole world, neither black
nor white, but pearl color, with three
great emerald )eudunts, each as large as
a small a pear. The" Emperor always
noticed this Jewel with a smile and a
compliment when the Baroness Rukavl-na-Elrz
went to a Court ball at Vienna.
He told her that the Empress had noth
ing half as handsome, and it Is to be
feared that the Emperor spoke also of
the white, linn neck on which the neck
lace rested, for Rukavina-Eltz was apt
to blush and look magnificently well at
such moments. Then she had great
chains of eapphires.as blue as her eyi s
aud some big rubies which the Baron
had given her (the old Baron, who was
twice her age, who went down into Rau
niania for her when see was 15), aud she
had diamonds, of course every rich
lady has diamonds and a grand box
full of engraved amethysts aud antique
gems, some that Cardinal Antonelll
gave her In Rome, for he, too, had admir
ed the wild Baroness.
Indeed, if the Baroness Rukavlna-Eltz
had ever written her memoirs, what a
story she could have told ! But the end
of every woman's history Is that she
finally falls in love, and such was the
beginning of the end of the story of
Rukavina-Eltz. She went to England
one summer, and there was a young
Lord Ronald Somerset, or a Lord George
Levenson Montague, or a young Lord
Howard Plantageuet (they mix them up
so, these English words, they ae not
half so individual as our Huugarlau
names), who could rliie better than she
could. This was a dreadful blow to tho
Baroness aud she wished herself dead.
But when at dinner the soft-voiced,
handsome, tall young Engllsmau, Sir
Lyster Howard Lyster ( that was his
name after all), sat next to her and talk
ed so well and was so complimentary to
her seat, cross country, and noticed the
pearl-colored pearls, and the emeralds,
with his lips, and the neck underneath
with his eyes, Rukavina-Eltz forgave
him, and began to talk of her home
near Somlyo, and it ended In a large
English party coming into the Er Val
ley, under the shadow of the Er Mellek,
for a long summer visit. And how they
raved about everything the wine, the
horses, the scenery, the wild barbaric
splendor of the Baroness' housekeeping,
and how they all hated Neusledler aud
his big, black-browed wife who were in
vited up to the balls.
There was an English lady with very
long teeth, and very long nose, and
very high eyebrows, and they called her
lady Louisa. She was very grand aud
lofty, aud Madame Pasteur heard her
say one day
" Do you know, dear Barones, I think
you are so very careless don't you
know y about those beautiful jeylsi
of yours do you know V"
"But who could steal them V" said the
Baroness laughlug . " There are none
like them in all Hungary, and no one
would dare to wear them, they are so
"Ah! but some of these wild people
of yours! they might swallow your em
eralds, those .fierce Croats, the Rouma
nians; and then you keep them in
such opeu closets and . boxes."
Madame Pasteur nodded her meek head,
too. She had trembled for the jewels
But the Baroness aud Sir Lyster be
gau to think of other things thau jew
els ; there were moonlight rides and
walks, and there were long talks and
many reveries. Lady Louisa went
home, they all went, but Sir Lyster
And then, one evening, Madame Pas
teur said afterwards, that she saw Keu
siedler come iu and bully the Baroness,
and she heard him hiss out the words
" Remember, If you marry you lose
all. Remember the Baron's will !"
And Rukavina-Eltz turned pale and
said, " Bully, traitor, fiend," between
her shut teeth. She went off to Paris
for one of her long visits, and Keusied
ler squeezed the tenants aud made every
one miserable. The castle was shut up
and black Tetenyer grew tblu iu his
When she came back she looked older
and more sedate.. She went often to see
the nuns at the foot of Rez Gebirge.
She saw the priest also very often, aud
Madame Pasteur thought she waa grow
ing devote. But she dressed In her usual
dashing colors (for she was a very Rou
manian at heart), and she wore one of
those scarlet quilted peticoats that the
Euglfnh ladies wore so much ; and very
pretty it looked, with her dark habit
and her dark dresses looped up over It.
This with a scarlet feather in her hat,
looked as if the Baroness was thinking
It was a miserable (Jay, that, when
Madame Pasteur and Matllde came
screaming down the long corridor.
" The Jewels are gone 1 gone I gone I"
The Baroness had the great bell of the
castle rung, and Neusledler was sent
for at once. Site was very pale, for she
loved those penriB and emeralds.
Neusledler was composed, every look
was made to say, " I told you so ;" he
had always warned her about the Jew
els. " What can be done V" asked the Bar
oness. " Search, whip, Imprison all who at
tempt to leave the province," said Neu
"Except women I will have no
women whipped," said the Baroness.
"I am glad to hear that," said Neusle
dler, laughing hie malicious laugh, " for
Madame Neusledler goes to Vienna to
morrow." " Ah !" said the Baroness, " you know
I could not mean, at any rate, that Mad
ame Neusledler should be disturbed;
send her in my little carriage with the
three ponies to Erdiosegb."
" Your excellence is very condescend
ing," said Neusledler, bowing to the
The local police sought everywhere for
the lost Jewels, hut uo traces of them
could be found. The Baroness sat In a
sort of stupor aud gazed out of the win
dow. " I will go to England," said she has
tily one day. " Neusledler, some mon
ey, and arrange for me to be goue three
" It is well, ruudame," said the stew
ard. It was a very roundabout rout that the
Baroness took for England. Wheu Ma
tilda and Madame Pasteur reached the
station at Erdiosegb. they were aston
ished to see the Baroness dash into the
ticket office and buy tickets for Vienna,
and when they arrived, all of them, at
her fine hotel at Vienna, who should
step out to meet them but Sir Howard
Nothing but the well-known eccen
trlclty of the Baroness apologized to
Madame Pasteur for what followed.
She commanded two dresses to be made,
and. that Madame Pasteur should go
with her to a Jewish masked ball at the
Opera House in Vienna.
"Sir Lyster Howard Lyster will go
with us I said she, as a shade passed over
he pale face of her companion.
Oh I that a lady of sixteen quarter! ngs
should be seen in Buch a low place! No:
she was not seen ! She was masked ; but
that she should even go ! What a sacri
fice of pride and of decency, Madame
Pasteur thought it, as she saw the Bar
oness take the arm of one masked man
after the other, aud theu go iuto the
supper-room with a party who followed
a tall mask in a black domino.
A voice struck on Madame Pasteur's
ear was It that of Madame Neusledler K
was it could it be V
Yes ! aud as she threw back mask and
hood there sparkled on her neck the
pearl-colored pearls and the emerald
pendants of the lost jewels. O Heaven J
"The necklace of the Baroness,"
shouted the impulsive, the imprudent
It nearly spoiled the plot, for Madame
Neusledjer was among the friends and
confederates. However, the tall Eng
lishman stepped forward, and the two
Viennese policemen arrested the
She behaved with extraordinary cool
ness, and explained
" It is indeed the necklace of the Bar
oness, given by her to my husbaud for
moneys which he had advanced to her.
Let her deny it if she dare. I have her
written acknowledgment of the .money,
and I have come to Vienna to sell the
necklace, where It is well-known."
The Jews gathered arouud the won
derful necklace, which the Chief of Po
lice put iu his breast pocket, removing
the woman Neuseidler.
The Baroness went back to her hotel,
and allowed Madame Pasteur to pass a
wretched night. . She would explain
AU Vienna was alive when the great
case came on, aud uot a few ladies were
glad to hear that the Rukavina-Eltz
jewels were In pawn that envied necklace!
Neusledler came to his wife's rescue,
and told the story over again. The evi
dence against the Baroness was damn
ing. She had, according to his story,
lived far, far beyond her Income and
he had supplied her with money from
the Jews. She had fabricated the story
of the lost necklace to try and cheat
him, but here were her signatures, and
here waa the Baron's will, which she
was about try to disregard his will
saying that she should never marry, or,
if she did, that she lost all her vast es
tates. " Baroness Rukavina Ellz, what have
you to say to this V What is your de
fense 1"' said the prosecuting counsel.
"Only this!" said tbe Baroness,
holding up in her hand the pearl colored
pearls and the emerald drops, the real
necklace! On the Judge's desk lay a fac
simile of the famous necklace. The two
ornaments looked exactly alike.
" Let au expert be brought aud say
which is the real necklace and which
the Imitation one, made in Paris, and
used by me to lure this wretched and
dishonest thief of a steward on to his
destruction !" said the Baroness with a
flash of Roumanian fire lu her eyes.
It was true ! Neusledler had been foil
ed ; he bad stolen a false necklace, which
the Baroness had had made in Rue de
"He has beeu stealing from me for
years; he has doubtless forged a false
will of the Baron, for I have found the
true one !" said Rukavina Eltz. I could
not unravel the net that lie has throwu
over me but for this happy thought of
tempting him to steal some false jewels.
Had he got the real ones, his story would
have beeu plausible. Now, I trust, jus
tice is convinced that it is a lie!"
A dreadful noise followed this speech
of the spirited Baroness ; Neusledler bad
fallen duwu iu a fit. Never more would
hedriuk theyellow-tintedRuster; never
more would he return to the joys of
crushing the peasantry of Somlyo of
cheating the Baroness. The Baroness
had cheated him at last. Sold ! sold I
sold ! with fulse pearls and emeralds I
Poor Jew ! poor Jew !
It was a very grand wedding, that of
the Baroness to Sir Lyster Howard Lys
ter, who though only au English coun
try gentleman, proved to be richer than
she, and who made her a loving and a
The Emperor gave her away, aud she
wore the pearl-colored pearls with the
emerald drops, now become historical.
" Ah ! Madame, dear Baroness, please
tell me where you have kept the real
jewels all these mouths '" said the pious
Madame Pasteur.almost kissing the hem
of her mistress' robes.
The Baroness was dressed for travel
ing, as her faithful adherent knelt and
asked this question. She had on the
quilted satin red petticoat ; tbe scarlet of
" Was it in the double-locked closet of
the north tower V"
"Ah, uo! faithful Pasteur,thou know
est Neusledler had the key to that I"
" Was it lu the jewel case of tby great
ancestress, the Roumanian Princess V"
"No. Guess again!"
" Was it in the convent of the nuns
" No I Pasteur, I never gave them
anything to keep but my sins!"
" Was U iu the Barou's strong box, in
" No, my dear Pasteur, uo. -You
have the hiding place under your flrjger.
They were quilted into tbe lining of
this red satiu petticoat. I owe the idea
to that good Lady Louisa. See here!"
and gently raising the edge of her trav
eling skirt, right over her left foot, the
Baroness showed Madame Pasteur a
neat little series of pockets, where the
jewels had been safely hidden in a scar
Had a Shock.
" Yes," Mr. Messenger replied, iu au
answer to the young lady's remark, "he
was rather fond of bathing ; very fond
of it, iu fact, but he received a terrible
shock a few summers ago while in the
water, and he has never recovered from
." My !" she exclaimed, "did a snake
bite him? Oh, dreadful!"
"No," Mr. Messenger Bald ; "it wasn't
" Did he come near drowning theu J"'
she wanted to kuow.
"No," he said, "it wasn't exactly
that, but just as be was about ready to
come out of the river he saw a tramp
going up over the hill, about a quarter
of mile away, with his hat, his pocket
book, his vest, his watch, his handker
chief, his stockings, his cigar case, his
shoes, his collar button, his s-s suspen
ders, his cane, and, well, iu fact, his
trousers. And there was a Sunday
school picnic only half a mile dow'n the
river, gradually coming nearer, and he
lounged arouud among the willows all
that day and walked home alone lu the
starlight. And the fact was he has
never been able to enjoy a swim very
much since that time.
An Incident In the Napoleonic Wars.
IN the memorable year 1814, when the
allied armies were conceutrated about
Paris, a young lieutenant of dragoons
was engaged with three or four Hunga
rians, who, after having received several
smart strokes from his sabre, managed
to send a bull into his shoulder, to
pierce his chest with a thrust from a
lance, and to leave him for dead on the
bank of the river.
On the opposite side of the stream a
boatman and his daughter had been
watching this unequal fight with tears
of desperation. But what could an old
unarmed man do, or a pretty girl of six
teen V However the old soldier for
such the boatman was had no sooner
seen the officer fall from his horse thau
he and bis daughter rowed most vigor
ously for the other side. Then wheu
they bad deposited the wounded man in
their boat these worthy people crossed
the river again, but with faint hopes of
reaching the military hospital in time.
"You have beeu very hardly treated,
my boy, "said the old guardsman to him;
" but here am: I, who have goue farther
still, and have come home."
Tbe silent and fixed attitude of Lieu
tenant S showed the extreme ago
ny of his pains ; and tbe hardy boatman
soon discovered that the blood which
was flowing internally from the wound
on his left side would shortly terminate
his existence. He turned to his youth
"Mary," he said, "you have heard
me tell of my brother; be died -of just
such a wound as this here. Well, now,
had there been somebody by to suck the
hurt, his life would have been saved."
Tbe boatman then landed, aud went
to look for two or three soldiers -to help
him to carry the officer, leaving his
daughter lu charge of him. The girl
looked at the sufferer for a moment or
two. What was her emotion wheu she
she heard him sigh so deeply, not that
he was resigning life in iW first flower
of his age, but that be should die with
out a mother's kiss.
"My mother! my dear mother! paid
he, " I die without "
Her woman's heart told her what be
would have said. Her bosom heaved
with sympathy, and her eyes ran over.
Then she remembered what her father
bad said ; she thought how ber uncle's
life might have been saved. In an
instant, quicker than thought, she tore
open the officer's coat, aud the generous
girl recalled bim to life with her lips.
Amid this holy occupation the sound
of footsteps was heard, and the blushing
heroine fled to the other end of the boat.
Judge of her father's surprise, as ho
came up with two soldiers' when' be
saw Lieutenant S ' whom he ex
pected to find dead, open his eyes and
ask for his deliverer.
The boatman looked at his child aud
saw it all. The poor girl came to him
with her head bent down. She was
about to excuse herself, when her father,
embracing her with enthusiasm,
raised bet spirits, and the officer thank
ed her in these prophetic words :
" You have saved my life; it belongs
After this she ten di .1 him and became
his nurse ; nothing wuuld he take but
from her baud. No wonder that with
such a nurse he at length recovered.
Mary was as pretty as she waa good.
Meanwhile Master Cupid, who is very
busy in such cases, gave him another
wound, and there was only one way to
cure it so very deep it was.
The boatman's daughter became
Madame S .
Her husbaud rose to be a lieutenant
general, and the boatmau's daughter be
came as elegant and graceful as any
lady of the court of Louis Philippe.