her high rank she had fallen to the depth of misery!  When evicted from her poverty-stricken home by the bailiff, her maid at first conveyed her to a hospital in the rue de Chaillot, but there payment was demanded in advance.  That being impossible, the poor Duchess, ill and abandoned by all her friends, was again cast into the street.  Finally, a more charitable hospital in the rue des Batailles took her in.  Thus, by ironical fate, the widow of the great Batailleur de Junot, who had done little else during the past fifteen years than battle for life, was destined to end her days in the rue des Batailles.

             LA PRINCESSE BELGIOJOSO.—­MADAME MARBOUTY. 
               —­LA COMTESSE D’AGOULT.—­GEORGE SAND.

“The Princess (Belgiojoso) is a woman much apart from other women, not very attractive, twenty-nine years old, pale, black hair, Italian-white complexion, thin, and playing the vampire.  She has the good fortune to displease me, though she is clever; but she poses too much.  I saw her first five years ago at Gerard’s; she came from Switzerland, where she had taken refuge.”

The Princesse Belgiojoso had her early education entrusted to men of broad learning whose political views were opposed to Austria.  She was reared in Milan in the home of her young step-father, who had been connected with the Conciliatore.  His home was the rendezvous of the artistic and literary celebrities of the day; but beneath the surface lay conspiracy.  At the age of sixteen she was married to her fellow townsman, the rich, handsome, pleasure-loving, musical Prince Belgiojoso, but the union was an unhappy one.  Extremely patriotic, she plunged into conspiracy.

In 1831, she went to Paris, opened a salon and mingled in politics, meeting the great men of the age, many of whom fell in love with her.  Her salon was filled with people famous for wit, learning and beauty, equaling that of Madame Recamier; Balzac was among the number.  If Madame de Girardin was the Tenth Muse, the Princesse Belgiojoso was the Romantic Muse.  She was almost elected president of Les Academies de Femmes en France under the faction led by George Sand, the rival party being led by Madame de Girardin.

Again becoming involved in Italian politics, and exiled from her home and adopted country, she went to the Orient with her daughter Maria, partly supporting herself with her pen.  After her departure, the finding of the corpse of Stelzi in her cupboard caused her to be compared to the Spanish Juana Loca, but she was only eccentric.  While in the Orient she was stabbed and almost lost her life.  In 1853 she returned to France, then to Milan where she maintained a salon, but she deteriorated physically and mentally.

For almost half a century her name was familiar not alone in Italian political and patriotic circles, but throughout intellectual Europe.  The personality of this strange woman was veiled in a haze of mystery, and a halo of martyrdom hung over her head.  Notwithstanding her eccentricities and exaggerations, she wielded an intellectual fascination in her time, and her exalted social position, her beauty, and her independence of character gave to her a place of conspicuous prominence.