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Show BAVARIA'S MAD XINlS. The Poor Fellow Has Been Crazy Bm Than Half His Life. Should fte Bavarian deputies indonn the action just taken by the upper hous in deciding to place the insane King Otto under guardianship and transfer the crown to tho madman's onclov Prince Luitpold, regent and heir presumptive, pre-sumptive, this royal maniac will losa entirely the fictitious bauble of kingly authority which he has never been permitted per-mitted to exercise. The story of the mad monarch's life reads like some strange tale of the middle ages. Otto is now 46 years old and has been Insane more than half of his life. Ha nominally succeeded to the throne June 13, 1886, when his brother, King Liid-wig Liid-wig II who had been deposed three days before because hia insanity had become unendurable committed sui-oide sui-oide by drowning himself in the lake tf Starnberg, in the park of Berg castle, to which he had been removed for safe keeping. Ludwig had been crazy foi years upon musio and palaces. Kinj Otto never actually reigned. Prlnc Luitpold, his uncle, was appointed x? gent when King Ludwig was dethroned and has been the real ruler ever since then. Otto has long been confined In tht castle of Fuerstenried, in the midst o a dense forest, not far from Muniol. The most disagreeable task a Bavarian soldier has to perform is to do garrison duty there, the gloom of the surround ings being intensified by the dreadfu'i appearance of the mad monarch. H'.a hair is long and unkempt, and his bush,? brown beard reaches below hia waisi . His eyes are usually fixed on emp? space. He is always dressed in blacS broadcloth. At one time he fancied that his carpets were made of the finest glass, And that it was dangerous to tread on them. He would not be content until they were all taken up. Another hallucination hallu-cination was that the walls of his apartments apart-ments were hung with newspapers. He would sit for hours facing a wall, reading read-ing aloud what he imagined he found in those newspapers. He smoked something some-thing like a hundred cigarettes a day at last accounts, using up a box of matches to light each one, taking childish enjoy ment in the flash and crackle of the little lit-tle bits of wood. Once it occurred to him that if would be amusing to shoot peasants, and he sat at a window all day long with a gun, watching like & hunter for his gama His attendant would load the gun with peas instead of buckshot, and a man in peasant's dress would pass within range occasionally. occa-sionally. . The king would shoot, ths mwi would drop, and the apparently lifeless life-less body wrmld be removed by guard |