the inbred 'splendor' of the European aristocracy.
Remote from everything
modern is to be found the picturesque country seat where the oldest scion of my
father’s family has just celebrated a very advanced birthday. She is an
aunt of mine and if the last fifty years of her life have been spent in her
retreat, so secluded from the world as to be almost forgotten, it is on account
of her marriage, which created quite a scandal so long ago.
The story goes that Auntie
had been traveling and was passionately fond of sailing, a form of sport in
which she was an adept. In one of her excursions her life was saved by
the most wonderful presence of mind, muscular strength, and pluck of her guide
who narrowly escaped being drowned. He managed to drag her back into
safety, though with the utmost difficulty, and at great personal risk. Auntie
naturally was filled with sentiments of gratitude towards her savior, and, as
he happened to be an extremely handsome man she determined to prove to him her
gratitude by marrying him. True, she was some twenty years his
senior. But she was a good looking woman.
Of course, there was
a tremendous outcry on the part of the clan and all sorts of stories were
circulated as to the origin of the romance. The head of the family eventually
gave his consent to the marriage on the condition that she lived abroad with
her husband, and thereupon conferred upon the latter, by way of a wedding
present, the title of Baron.
The union turned out to
be a happy one. They bought a house abroad and the couple lived there
until the Baron died. Since then his
widow has never left the estate. She lives there all year round, greatly loved
by her neighbors on account of her boundless charity, her gentle, unaffected
manner, and of that gracious consideration for the feelings of others, which,
alas!, belongs to another generation. Her relatives, however, visit her
every year, paying their respects to the heroine of a glorious romance.
Aunties Ahnenreihe is a gem of inbreeding. Her ancestry is a tightly
woven web of intermarriage to the ninth degree. Of the first ten
generations out of a total of 300 possible ancestors, Auntie has only about five
ancestors that appear once in her family tree, leaving a total of 295 ancestors
repeated more than once in the first ten generations.
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Oh my, what would mother say.
You're the lucky one...
delightful
Here is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter.
- which luckily I am.
I'll tell you a secret... All the best people are.
Twinkle twinkle twinkle twinkle...
We’re right behind you.
…Charles, you have lost your senses?...
…Arrest that woman for unlawful seduction!...
…I'm sorry, Ms. Edna. He can't marry you.
You're not the right woman for him.
And there's that trouble with your family...
It's only a dream...
I have found... the Oraculum.
Enough chatter.
Off-with-your-heads!
"Ich Dien"-
even with a dead end gene
Noblesse oblige
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