With the Empress Dowager of ChinaCarl, Katharine A. (Katharine Augusta)
History
With the Empress Dowager of China
Carl, Katharine A. (Katharine Augusta)
China -- Court and courtiers; Cixi, Empress dowager of China, 1835-1908; Empresses -- China -- Biography
When we reached our objective point, one of the highest eminences in
the grounds, with the whole panorama of the Western Hills spread out
beneath us, and the setting sun glowing over all in brilliant splendor,
it was a glorious scene. She called me up to her side and made a
graceful, sweeping gesture of the hand that said, “This is all mine,
but you may share it with me.” She had that sense of possession of
nature’s beauties which all artistic souls feel, for their appreciation
makes what they view their own. She felt it was hers, because she loved
it so, and she knew I would appreciate it, which few of her “entourage”
did, as none of them were such passionate lovers of nature as the
Empress Dowager, and custom had dulled their perception of the beauty
of the scene. The exquisite pleasure the contemplation of this glorious
view gave me, made me tremble with delight. As the day was fading and
as I was thinly clad, Her Majesty thought I was cold, and, seeing I had
no wrap, she called to the Chief Eunuch to bring me one of hers. He
selected one from the number that were always brought along for these
promenades, and gave it to Her Majesty, who threw it over my shoulders.
She asked me to keep it and to try to remember to take better care of
myself in the future.
CHAPTER XIII
THE STEAM-LAUNCH--SEMI-ANNUAL SACRIFICES TO
CONFUCIUS
We began now to go out on the lake in the steam-launches, instead of
the picturesque Imperial barge. The Empress Dowager is artistic and
conservative enough to like the old-fashioned barge; but she is also
intelligent enough to appreciate the advantages of other modes of
locomotion, and has no prejudices; in fact, she rather likes trying
new things. When the days were long, the air soft, and the bosom of
the lake engirdled with its chain of blooming lotus, she preferred the
barge; but when the shorter and cooler days came, when the lotus were
no longer in bloom, she ordered the steam-launch for our promenades.
She seemed now to like its swift and noisy progress as much as she had
before enjoyed the softly gliding motion of the barge. Her Throne on
the launch was on the prow, just outside and above the cabin, where the
Princesses and Ladies sat. Her Majesty always wanted the fresh air and
the view, and never went inside. The young Empress and the Ladies sat
within the luxuriously fitted up cabin with its lounges and tables.
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