Elizabeth, Empress of Austria and Queen of HungaryKüchler, Carl
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Elizabeth, Empress of Austria and Queen of Hungary
Küchler, Carl
Elisabeth, Empress, consort of Franz Joseph I, Emperor of Austria, 1837-1898
The bride of sixteen was radiant with all the beauty and happiness of
youth. Her wedding gown was of heavy white silk, richly embroidered with
gold and silver, over which she wore a loose garment of the same
material with long sleeves. A diamond clasp held the long veil of
Brussels point lace, and the bridal wreath of fresh myrtle and orange
blossoms was secured by a magnificent coronet of diamonds which her
mother-in-law had worn at her own marriage and given to Elizabeth as a
wedding gift. A diamond necklace encircled her throat, and upon her
breast she wore the Bavarian order of Theresa and the Austrian order of
the Starry Cross, together with a bunch of white roses.
The Emperor and his bride were met at the door of the church by the
Prince Archbishop, who sprinkled them with holy water, after which they
knelt on the prie-dieux while the other members of the two royal
families took their places. After a short prayer Franz Joseph and
Elizabeth advanced to the high altar, made their responses, exchanged
rings, and clasped hands. As the Archbishop pronounced the Church’s
blessing at the close of the ritual, a salvo of musketry sounded from
the regiment of infantry stationed on the Josephsplatz, and the next
instant the thunder of cannon proclaimed that Austria had an Empress and
Hungary a Queen.
Chapter V
First Troubles
At the time of her marriage Elizabeth was said to be not only the
youngest but also the most beautiful Empress that had ever sat on the
throne of the Hapsburgs. Her figure was tall and slender, her hands and
feet small and well shaped, her features regular and delicate. She had a
charming smile, wonderfully expressive dark blue eyes, a beautiful
complexion, and a mass of waving chestnut hair that fell about her, when
loosened, like a veil, and which she wore either hanging in eight heavy
braids or wound like a coronet around her head. With no experience of
the world and full of the confidence of youth, she looked forward to her
married life as one long holiday. Crowned with love, all hearts should
bow before her and she would be the good genius of her people.
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