I hoped to the Archduke that his great grandfather Blessed Emperor Karl could be returned to rest in Vienna in the Capuchin crypt with the rest of the family. But Archduke Imre said no, he thought it was better for Blessed Karl to be buried in Madeira, in a remote place which captures the spirit of the Holy Emperor's poverty, suffering, exile and rejection by his own. It was amazing to talk about a saint with one of the saint's own great grandchildren. Archduke Imre is also the nephew of the courageous Grand Duke Henri de Luxembourg who has taken such a strong pro-life stand.
Here are 2008 photos of the Archduke's family at the wedding of his sister, Her Imperial Highness Archduchess Marie Christine.
Later in the day, I met His Imperial and Royal Highness Prince Bertrand of Orléans-Braganza. Slightly bent with age and walking with a cane, Prince Bertrand nevertheless emanated great dignity. His Imperial Highness had the kindest, most gentle face, with black eyes that pierce the soul. He is not only a prince but a mystic, I think. I addressed His Imperial Highness in French but it turned out that his command of English is better than mine of French. (It was a good thing that Mr. Robert Ritchie, who introduced me to the Prince, is fluent in French and was able to rescue me.) The Prince graciously received my books and told me he had just read a biography of Madame Elisabeth of France.
As for the TFP members hosting the event, they treated us royally, with the utmost kindness and deference, making for an especially lovely day. Michael Drake showed me around the campus, which had been the estate of wealthy industrialists. The main house is an old Tudor revival, utterly magnificent, now a beautiful place for study, prayer and cheerful gatherings. Mr. Drake introduced me to everyone we met and I had many delightful conversations. My husband listened to a lecture which he found gratifying both spiritually and intellectually. It is good to know that there is such a movement of faith and culture in Pennsylvania. Share