Great Britain -- History -- Victoria, 1837-1901 -- Fiction
Greville, the Clerk of the Council, said: "William IV. came to the
throne at sixty-five, and he was so excited that he nearly went mad.
The young Queen is neither dazzled nor confounded, but she behaves with
all the sedateness and dignity the want of which was so conspicuous in
her uncle."
The Duke of Wellington was never weary of praising her behavior. "Lord
Melbourne was far more nervous than she," said the Duke. "He did not
dare to take his eyes off her for fear she might say or do the wrong
thing. He need not have been afraid. She is born to rule, and if she
had been ten years younger she would have done it equally well; such a
bit of a girl as she is," he added; and he finished by saying
emphatically, "If she had been my own daughter, I could not have wished
that she should do better."
And the good Baroness Lehzen said with tears in her honest blue eyes,
"I knew it, I knew my Princess."
There were yet Cabinet Ministers for the Queen to meet, there were
matters little and matters great to think of, and the next morning
there was to be another Council meeting and the observance of the
ancient custom of proclaiming a new sovereign to the public; but the
young girl found time in this first day of her dominion to write a
letter of sympathy to her "Aunt Adelaide." She addressed it as usual to
"Her Majesty the Queen." When she was reminded that the widow of King
William was no longer "Queen," but "Queen Dowager," she replied, "I
know that her position is altered, but I will not be the first to
remind her of the change."
CHAPTER V
THE CORONATION
When the young Queen awoke on the morning after her accession, she must
have fancied for a moment that she had dreamed all the events of the
previous day. She had gone to bed expecting a quiet morning of study;
she had been aroused to hear that she was a queen. Thus far she had
remained in her own home, and had merely received those who had come to
her, the Prime Minister, the Councilors, and others; but when she had
been Queen for a little more than twenty-four hours, the time had come
for her to go to London and be proclaimed sovereign of England in the
presence of thousands of her subjects.
Victoria and her mother came out of the palace followed by Lord
Melbourne. Both ladies were in mourning. The young Queen wore a black
dress with white at the neck and wrists. Her bonnet was black and, in
comparison with the great pink one that had so delighted her subjects,
it was very small. In front of the royal carriage were the Life Guards,
a magnificent body of men, everyone drawing himself up to his full
height in his pride that it was _his_ company that was to escort the
Queen on her first appearance. She bowed to them first, then to the
crowds that thronged about the entrance. She and her mother entered the
carriage. More of the Life Guards followed and a long line of carriages
filled with lords and ladies.
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