The Dalles times-mountaineer. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1882-1904, 1889-09-07
QUEEN VIC'S GREAT DAY.
Prince Russell. Of the United States
HOnors Her With His Presence.
aMr. Harrison

'Mr. Harrison"
"Oh, call me Rus. Pop always does
and l like it better. you know, anyhow >
The queen raised her eyebrows slightly
and smiled in her kind. motherly way
"Weil, Rus, then" she began again,
when he interrupted her and said
That's right. What's the use in being
forma! at little family party like thls9
l hate formality, at any rate. often tell
pop that he's too formal. waiter bring
me little more of than soup. will you0
But, as was about to say. he doesn't let
any of the starch drop out. even when l
and me, queen, he's scared half out of his
wits for fear he'll not say just the right
thing or slip up somehow and hurt his dig.
Now, out In Helena, we don't have anv
nonsense of that sort. The boys Just
waltz in and do as they please, dig or no
dig. But you were going to say some-
thing. What was it?"
Queen Victoria seemed little bit an
noyed and tor moment did not answer
Then she said:
"Why, was about to remark that"
Excuse me, but do you know that at
times you remind me of ma! Yes, you
90. Just now, for instance, you had an
expression that I've often noticed on her
! face when she's been talking to me-"
'Ahem n'said the Prince of Wales.
"Oh, it's a fact, Bert" said Russell,
turning quickly to the prince, who sat on
his left. "Tbe resemblance is positively
striking. Well. don't know but what
it's natural. You know, prince, both
you and 1 come of old families We ma
turally have sort of arlstocratic air in
common. There's nothing like blood,
after ALL"
Your fathers premier, Secretary
Blaine"
"Oh, Jim!" exclaimed the lineal de-
scendent of Pocahon,as. 'he's lollah, be
Is. But pops onto him. He's got to do
as pop saws, and don't you forget it.
There are no flies on our admin stratiOn.
"Ahemr' said the Prince of Wales.
"Anything the matter with your throat,
Wales?' kindly inquired Russell. "If
there is, I've got the dandy stuff to cure
it. Sure cure, and no nonsense about it,
Uncle Jerry gave 1t to me before started
across the pond. Uncle Jerry's our sec
retary of agriculture, you know, ma'am.
He's good natured old granger, if he
does talk too much to suit pop. 1 guess
we'll keep him."
Again there was painful silence of
several minutes, during which Russell
devoted himself to some roasted pheasant.
After a while the Prince of Wales said:
"The hunting in America is"
"Oh, know what you are gong to
say" exclaimed Russell, "but you are
wrong-dead wrong. ALI you Brltishers
have an idea that buffoloes and grizzly
bears run wild in the streets of New York,
and that wild Indians keep the citizens
OF Chicago awake every night with their
war whoops. That's all a fake, and If
anyone tells you such stories you just tell
them that you've cut your eve teeth.
They'll try to work the racket on you if
you'll let 'em, but you must just tell them
its chestnut, my boy, and that said So"
Once more that painful silence began
and was going on in the even tenor of its
way when Russell suddenly looked at his
watch and said, as he rose hurriedly from
the table:
by Jove2 I'd no idea it was so late.
That only goes to show how time flies
when persons are engaged in pleasant
must ask you to excuse
me, as l have positive engagement with
a man at 8 O'Clock sharp. Too bad, too,
because 1 hate to break up the party.
Oh, never mind about my dessert. queen
l really have eaten all 1 want now, and
seldom take dessert anyhow. Now don't
get up. can find my way out of the
mol oil rir rrb nm fn
come to the door, BERTHE. See you to-
morrow. old man. Ia, tai Good night,
queen; I've enjoyed myself immensely.
Good night"
When Russell had gone there was an
other interval Of silence. Then the queen
said:
"Mr. Harrison seems to be thorough
American, Albert"
"Yes'm," said the Prince of Wales, and
be added in stage whisper: "Ahem"