The Journal of Countess Françoise Krasinska, Great Grandmother of Victor Emmanuel — John Shaqi
The Journal of Countess Françoise Krasinska, Great Grandmother of Victor EmmanuelTańska-Hoffmanowa, Klementyna
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The Journal of Countess Françoise Krasinska, Great Grandmother of Victor Emmanuel
Tańska-Hoffmanowa, Klementyna
Diary fiction; Franciszka Krasińska, Countess, consort of Charles, Duke of Courland, 1743-1796 -- Fiction
On our way to Warsaw we stopped at Sulgostow. Madame Starostine
looks gay and happy, and how she welcomed us! She remembered
everything my honored Parents liked; all their favorite dishes
and delicacies were prepared; everything appeared to be there
for their own pleasure; and she seemed so happy to serve them in
her own house! I heard my honored Mother saying to the Staroste
that the marriage made Basia better than ever. "No," he
answered, "such she was from the beginning when I received her
from your hands. God bless her!" One can see how dearly he loves
her; and she respects him and obeys him as if he were her
Father. She manages her house perfectly, and knows how to
receive guests, and what to say to everybody; she is quite an
accomplished woman. My honored Parents were not very willing to
go away from Sulgostow, but I must confess I was very anxious to
get to Warsaw, and I welcomed the letters which made us proceed
on our journey. I was right to be anxious about my coming here,
for here I shall become an accomplished woman. I want to be
distinguished. Therefore I will not lose one moment, and
henceforth I will not think of the future or dream of it, but
will study hard and learn all that I can.
Yesterday my honored Mother took me to the Cathedral, where I
went to confession and communion, and prayed that the knowledge
that I shall get here may do me good and honor.
When I feel a little more at home here I will write about everything.
Now I am bewildered. I was accustomed to see around me well-known
faces and rooms, but here I know nobody; everything seems strange.
_Friday_, April 12.
I am getting acquainted with my new home. I like Madame Strumle
very much. She is a very dignified lady, and very gracious to
me. Certainly it is not as grand and lively here as in Maleszow,
but still it is comfortable and even gay. Some things seem to me
strange, but amusing and quite new. For instance, there are no
valets, not one man-servant in the house; dinner is brought and
served by women! We are about twenty young girls, all from the
best families and all very young. My honored Parents, after
having visited the school, were well satisfied that young girls
could not be better cared for and instructed in a convent.
Madame carries the key of the entrance door in her own pocket;
nobody can come in or go out without her knowledge, and but for
the few old teachers, one could forget how the face of a man
looks. No male cousins, not even brothers, are allowed to pay
their visits. Once the dancing teacher asked leave for the young
Potockis, who are at the Jesuit college, to come here and
practise the contra-dances with their sisters, but Madame
Strumle would not hear of it. "Those gentlemen," she said, "are
the brothers of two of my pupils, but not of the others, so I
cannot allow them to come."
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