Augusta's Journey

On her birthday: Cecilia Ekenstam

On her birthday: Cecilia Ekenstam

Under the moss on the gravestone, you can discern the words chiseled in the polished marble: NEVER FORGOTTEN. We have reached the final destination of our trip to the west coast of Sweden – Varberg. This is where Augusta, at the age of 28, spent a short time to treat her tuberculosis with sea air and spa water – the only prescribed treatments available before […]

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Thou Ancient, Thou Free

Thou Ancient, Thou Free

Announcement. The paper, STOCKHOLMS FIGARO, of which the first issue hereby is presented to the public, will be published during the year 1845, every Sunday afternoon, and will be available these days between noon and 2 in the afternoon in Bonnier’s Bookstore at the Bazar, with the entrance on the side. Well, I thought, what a cool coincident! This year, 1845, was the year when […]

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The Innocence and the Amaranth

The Innocence and the Amaranth

It all started with a promise to a charming captain in the summer of 1850. Our captain’s name was Krüger. He was a very polite and charming young cavalier who fulfilled all the duties of a host on his steamboat. He entertained me quite pleasantly during the trip, a trip which is also one of the most beautiful and comfortable one can undertake, and before […]

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Elisabeth Schwan at Stjernsund

Elisabeth Schwan at Stjernsund

Look, do you think these are Elisabeth Schwan’s? I ask Kerstin. On a small round table, some beautiful antique fans are displayed under glass. Kerstin and I are visiting Stjernsund’s Castle where Augusta’s friend, Elisabeth, lived after she and her husband bought the beautiful castle from the royal family in 1860. I wrote about her earlier this year (The Girl in the Yellow Ball Gown: […]

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Augusta in Marstrand

Augusta in Marstrand

Kerstin and I are on standing on the deck of S/S Bohuslän, the steamer that will take us on the same journey that Augusta and her family made in July of 1850 – from Gothenburg to Strömstad. It is a beautiful day – no clouds in the sky and a slight sea breeze. We are not alone enjoying this day out at sea. We wave […]

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