Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-03-25

He is Instructed to Behave Like Gen.
tIeman During His Visit to the GOULD
Dart"
While your corresp ondent was at break
fast with the Queen this morning, says a
Grapevine special from Windsor Castle
to the New York Journal, the Prince OF
Wales came in wearing new frock. The
Queen called him to her and asked him
| how he liked his new cap. The Prince is
rather large boy, some call him an Ola
bOy, but he is somewhat dlindent ana re-
tir.ng. He is said to be fOrty-four years
| old, but he appears to be ABOUT Iourteen.
After the Chancellor of the Exchequer
had passed the buckwheat cakes a second
time assumed an air Of gayety and said
10 the Queen:
"Your son is going to lrelandy'
eyes. y said the Queen, motiOning grace
| fully to the Lord Chancellor to pass the
sugar drippings, "my son is going 10 take
| q little jaunt among my lrlsh suDJects'
ard l think he viii enjoy 1t very mucn."
At this the Prince looked sour and be-
gan to pout and to kick against stool.
At this moment Mr.. FitZmurphy Mac
Mah0pev, the Bugls correspondent, came
in, and apologizing to the Queen for being
late to breakfast, sat down at the head or
| the tables and asked the Chancellor OF the
| Exchequer to bring him an UNDERGONE
mutton chop. The Buqie correspondent
| is known here as the confidential adviser
| of the Queen. and has been on easy terms
with the royal family ever since the Buqte
bureau was started in London. / was not
surprised then when my friend Fitzmur-
phv matted the Prince of Wales on the
| head and asked him If he was not delight
| ed with the idea OF going to Ireland. The
| Prince began to pOut again:
| him." said the Queen, land l an sure he
| will greatly enjoy it. The Irish are such
| an interesting people and their country is
so odd"
oYes," said the Bugle correspondent,
| ''there are so many picturesque beggars
there; so many quaint abandoned vii
| lagos; such number of Unattached and
! falling cottages to attract the artistic eye;
| 80 many weird and bleak mOOrs; such
miles of bog with here and there a soil
tary moiling peasant. Every place in
! Ireland is picture"
"Of Distress" said Wales, who was
sulky and evidently didn't want to go to
| Ireland.
'.Mr. Parnell taught you that said the
! Queen, somewhat steTnly.
The Prince hung his head stubbOrnly
| and refused to look up.
Il know that Mr.. Parnell taught you
that" repeated the Queen. with increased
| severity. ''How often have |. told you
not to play around the Parliament House
| or to have anything to say to the Irish
members? Who bought you your new
cap? Who furnishes you with pOcket
money to go to the pantomime at Drury
| Lane?"
The Prince of Wales was about to cry,
when the Queen, profiting by the i'm
| preston which she had made upon him,
said:
! "Wales will go to Ireland like good
! boy. And now, my son, before you go to
| Ireland l want to give you some advice.
| When yOu see others drinking you must
not drink. Irish whisky is bad tor Eng
| lish Princes. If Sir Thomas Guinness
asks YOU to drink ale you must say, Il do
not drink ale, but my mother drinks it
| sOmetimes,' and then Sir Thomas GUM
ness will send US a case Of his ale, which
| If taken very moderately, is good for the
health.
"You must not ride along by any hedges
| unless there are six or eight men between
you and the hedge. Always wear your
| sheet-irOn underciOthes when you 90 out.
| They will prevent you catching cold and
are imperviOus to a bullet. You viii not
dance with every Irish girl you see."
EBut am | to wear that sheet-iron
chimney pot hat wherever L go?' asked
the Prince.
"YOu must wear 1t in all public places"
replied the Queen.
FAnd l suppose 1 must be kind and
cOnciliating to eYerybody"
yes, my son, you must; and now l
will ask you if you have learned that
string of compliments which Mr.. Glad
stone wrote for YOU"
AZ can say them all off, from the one to
Sir Thomas Guinness to that big one to
the Irish Aldermen Of Cork"
"And those speeches which the Duke of
Argyll has written for yOu?"
81 can say them backwards and for
wards twice.
"What will you do if an Irishman hits
you in the eyer"
81 will run"
'No, you will not; you will glance the
other way calmly and say, Did piece of
mud hit me in the eye? The police viii
arrest the Irishman.'
"And the court will transport him for
liie," said the Lord Chancellor, who had
finished waiting on the table and was now
eating some cold yictuals at one corner
OF it.