The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-09-07
BEING A PRINCE.

There are many youngsters who imagine that & prince must be the happieSt of mortals. They do not think of the weariness that comes with the dregs of dissipation. Blakeley Hall, in letter to the Philadelphia Press, gives the following de- scription of the daily routine of the heir to the British throne:
 The heir to the throne of Great Britain was walked at eight o'clock That is his custom. On this occasion the usual black fog obscured the win dows of Marlborough House, and exerted its depressing influence upon the most exalted as we'll as the humblest of the residents of London. The prince sat up in bed and yawned prodig iously, ,, while 6 servant placed 6 tray on his lap, and, retiring obsequously busied himself with the bath in an adjoining room.
 His royal highness drank his cup of coffee slowly, and continued to blink at the blackfog without. He was bald to very pronounced degree. Indeed, few more destitute of the customary thatch. The whole upper portion of his head almost down to his ears, was a polished shining pate which rivalled in white brlliancy the surface of newly polished billiard ball. The delicate tracery of hair which the artists of the illustrated papers usually place on the top of the princes head is 8 pure gratuitous compliment. His beard was of sandy color, heavily streaked with gray. His face was colorless He looked fifty or sixty years of age.
 While one of his vaets attended to the bath, which had to be warmed to a temperature of exactly seventy two degrees, another laid out the prince's clothes. It is particular fad of his highness that he can dress more rapidly than any other man in the kingdom. Even princes have foibles, and this is of the most innocent of those which distin- guish Albert Edward The pervading horror of his life is his increasing corpulency. Hence he takes two baths day and rubs himself briskly and violently with coarse towels so as to keep down the fat.
 Shortly before nine o'clock the prince entered his own breakfast room on the second floor of Marlborough House, and stood with his back to the grate fire, carelessly scanning the Times. He runs over three or four papers in the morning, as matter of form, but he depends very greatly upon his friends for giving him the news.
 Two of these friends have already dropped in to sec him, in the persons of Sir George Chetwynd and Lord Arlington Though neither of them are particularly tall men, they lowered above the little prince like giAnts The heir to the throne wore a smart looking coat ot the cutaway fashion, trousers Q very high collar, white stock and dark waist coat. He listened with apparent superficial in- terest to the talk between Chetwynd and Arlington about the Australian horse Ringmaster, which had startled the race-going public the day before by his run in the two thousand guineas and continued to glance up and down the papers.
 At exactly nine o'clock he sat down to breakfast. The others were not invited to join him. The prince began to talk at about his arrangements for the shooting season, and the talk nearly all of sporting nature during breakfast. He lighted half dozen other visitors before ten o'clock. They were all men and the etiquette of royalty was entirely suspended. The names of the visitors were brought quietly to the prince by . butler, and they were admitted by . nod of the head or denied by an almost imperceptible motion of the eyebrows. They all belonged to the princes per- sonal sst, and they driftsd in without ceremony