The Secret Memoirs of Bertha Krupp
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Fischer Henry William. The Secret Memoirs of Bertha Krupp
CHAPTER I. UNDER THE WAR LORD'S THUMB
CHAPTER II. WEAVING THE TOILS ROUND BERTHA KRUPP
CHAPTER III. A MOTHER'S REFLECTIONS
CHAPTER IV. BERTHA KRUPP, WAR LADY, ASSERTS HERSELF
CHAPTER V. HOW THE WAR LADY WAS CAJOLED
CHAPTER VI. FRAULEIN KRUPP INVITED TO COURT
CHAPTER VII. IN THE CROWN PRINCE'S PRIVATE ROOM
CHAPTER VIII. STORIES OF COURT LIFE
CHAPTER IX. WHAT THE MAID SAW AND HEARD
CHAPTER X. THE ENTANGLING OF ARCHDUKE FRANZ FERDINAND
CHAPTER XI. THE CROWN PRINCE ON A LARK
CHAPTER XII. THE FORTUNE TELLER SEES BERTHA IN A HAZEOF BLOOD
CHAPTER XIII "WE WILL DIVIDE THE WORLD BETWEEN US"
CHAPTER XIV. GETTING EVEN WITH THE WAR LORD
CHAPTER XV "AUNTIE MAJESTY" AND BERTHA
CHAPTER XVI. HOW FRANZ FERDINAND WAS FOOLED
CHAPTER XVII. DIAMOND CUT DIAMOND
CHAPTER XVIII. A SECRET SERVICE EPISODE
CHAPTER XIX. BERTHA AND FRANZ
CHAPTER XX "AUNTIE MAJESTY" AND HER FROCKS
CHAPTER XXI. THROTTLING BAVARIA
CHAPTER XXII. PAYING THE PRICE
CHAPTER XXIII. HOW VON BOHLEN WAS CHOSEN
CHAPTER XXIV. THE WAR LORD'S DAY IN ESSEN
CHAPTER XXV. A ROYAL LIAR
CHAPTER XXVI. EXPLAINING "THE DAY"
CHAPTER XXVII. BERTHA'S WEDDING DAY
CHAPTER XXVIII. A FORESHADOWING OF "LUSITANIAISM"
CHAPTER XXIX. SOME MORE SECRET HISTORY
CHAPTER XXX. BROWBEATING THE WAR LADY
CHAPTER XXXI. A GREAT STATE SECRET
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"The makings of the true German heifer," that astute Frenchman, Hippolyte Taine, would have said of the young girl who was busy in her garden behind Villa Huegel on the 24th of November, 1902. For her blooming youth was full of the promise of maternity – broad shoulders, budding figure, generous hands and feet, plenty of room for brains in a good-sized head. Pretty? An Englishman or American would hardly have accorded her that pleasing descriptive title, but comely and wholesome she was, with her air of intelligence and kindly eyes.
An abominable German custom makes scarecrows out of children at a parent's death. So Bertha Krupp was garbed in severest black, awkwardly put together. Her very petticoats, visible when she bent over her flowers, were of sable crepe; not a bit of white or lace, though it would have been a relief, seeing that the young woman's complexion was not of the best.
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"I was telling your mother about some business Herr Braun wants to entrust me with," explained Franz, looking at the child.
"How very interesting," yawned Bertha; "but you can't get me to listen. Ah, there, I see one of Barbara's dolls. I will play with it till you get through; then supper. I didn't eat dinner with Fraulein," she added, looking at her mother, "and there's such a goneness here," touching her abdomen. The greatest force for destruction in the world, yet a child to all intents and purposes!
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