268 . Ten Years of my Life. * 



him, a well-conceived stratagem which would have been per- 

 haps successful if my poor husband had had any talent for de- 

 votion. I am, however, sorry to say that he was then very 

 worldly, and though he consented to live with his would-be 

 reformer in Paris, and even to join in his devotions and prayer 

 meetings, he cheated him in a very wicked manner. 



Every night when the princely apostle had dismissed him 

 after prayer with his blessing to his bed, my scapegrace hus- 

 band stealthily left the house through a back window, where 

 his friend and comrade Kalmar waited for him to join some 

 meeting, which was no prayer meeting, whilst Prince Charles, 

 somewhat suspecting the effect of his teaching, watched the 

 front door of the house. 



When my husband was induced to leave for America, his 

 cousin crammed his trunks with tracts and pious books, the 

 latter to be studied on the passage and the former to be dis- 

 tributed amongst the savages and civilized wicked Americans. 

 When living for a time with my husband in New York, I 

 found all these packages still unopened. Discovering these 

 spiritual treasures, I presented them to my Methodist landlord, 

 acquiring by this gift an undeserved odour of sanctity. 



On Ai)ril lo I moved at last to my new lodgings. It was 

 in the first storey of a nice house, consisting of ten rooms, and 

 was very convenient. Though married several years I hud 

 never had a home of my own, and having lived much m the 

 camp and there become used to shift-making of every descrip- 

 tion, I felt highly satisfied with the completeness of riiy ar- 

 rangements and with my nice furniture, though it was in fact 

 very simple. As ofticers can never be certain how long they 

 will be permitted to stay at one place, moderation in this re- 

 spect was strongly advised by Mrs. General von S and my 



poetical friend, the wife of the Lieutenant-Colonel, who were 

 my tutors and teachers in everything concerning domestic 

 arrangements and housekeeping. Though I felt extremely 

 proud and happy to have at last a home of my own, it was still 

 not exactly what I longed for, for my ideas of home differed 

 from those of people in Germany, and were more those of the 

 English. 



I have mentioned before that the grandmother of our regi- 

 ment, Mrs. von S , was an excellent housekeeper. She 



was delighted to find me utterly ignorant in this respect, and 



