The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-08-25

nldl OtQ man. ana nopOuy Couiu nShP loving, him. We talked-and smoked and slipped the grand spring water to- gether for hours on hours, and for many a day thereafter. He chaperoned us up to Arlington. House and exhibit ed with pride his many ineffective att tempts at high art in painting. He was untring in his panegyrics of his stepfather. George, the father of his country, of whom he had a thousand
 Bertrand and Kossuth.
 I was on hand when Le Marechal,' General Bertrand, Napoleon the Greats devoted adorer and bosom friend, ar rived in Washington as the corntrys guest. never will forget the tall, lean. lank form of Bertrand. nor his bright. blue, exceedingly widespread trousers the latest thing then out of Paris. His brooches and small French shoes which seemed made for the diversion of danc- ing, were what next impressed me. He wore straps, and each great balloon of his trousers, in which he appeared lost. was safely moored under each dainty shoe.
 That was one apparition. The next was Kossuth. Kossuth, whom we made a god of for awhile and then turned down, just as afterward we did the In- farita of Spain, the Duke of Something or Other, who was the descendant of Christopher Columbus; Liliuokalani. and many others. It is a way that we have. Kruger may find 1t out, too. if he comes among us.
 Kossuth came. like old General Scott. with fuss and feathers. When the Beau Hickman harness dropped into 'inncuous desuetude' then came up l"Kossuth hats" "Kossuth plumes and | feathers" every contraption you could think of to make obeisance to the lion | of the hour. I heard many of his ora tions. He was bright. polished. well i trained in elocution, but he only had an ax to grind, and the American peo- | pie soon set their faces against 1t. Exposed Albert Edwards Identity. When Jake Thompson was Secretary of the Interior. just before the war. and Buchanan was President, was | was introduced by Thompson, on whose staff I was, to Albert Edward, then | travelling as Baron Renfrew. who Is | now King of England.
 He was then a peachy checked, | beardless boy, with blue eyes. light | hair, slender, delicate frame. but the | distinguishing nonchalance born of the consciousness that. he was a real swan and not a ugly duckling. Here he gave the proof of 1t. The Secretary leading the baron and his suite; the Duke of Newcastle, a tall, thin man. and half dozen others following arm In arm and two by two, the Secretary s | officials in the rear we went all over | the patent office building wherever the august guests seemed willing to pene- l trate. seeing the sights and doing the whole establishment. At last we all l climbed upstairs and entered the big
 model room on the highest floor. where on four sides for an entire big block. in glass cases. were the carefully iabel- I ed models of inventions. It was an interesting sight, and the baron's coun- tenance frightened. Just then an American cabinet minister made a de- plorable break. MT. Thompson stepped | In front of Victoria's youngster and. achieving a most profound bow, a com plete kotow, the back of his head be- ing only visible. said. as he recovered the perpendicular:
 May 1t please your royal highness this is the room of the rejected mod | els!
 He himself became a rejected model from that moment. Albert Edward | was shocked, disgusted. angry. This
 
 of all etiquette. The revelation of his incognito! A South Sea Islander should have known better He was. Renfrew- Baron Renfrew-and nobody else. What the dickens had anybody to do twith his royal highness?
 An Old meeting Place.
 Old Apollo Hall, on Pennsylvania Avenue. opposite the National Theatre was a popular resort in those days. It l has since been demolished. It was just below Jimmy Maher's Globe Hotel. The Freeman's Vigilant Total Abstinence Association used to have it's crowded meetings there, presided over by our old departed fellow citizen, George Savage, the brush maker. Here one of the most eloquent orators I ever listened to-Thomas F. Marshall of Kentucky-used to astonish and en- rapture eager audiences on the subject | of temperance, and an trishman named l Whipple used to sing and enact oits | of character comedy night after night | I witnessed several memorable scenes in old Apollo Hall. l knew Morrow 1 we'll the man who owned the property
 He was a terribly nervous. irasclolt
 man. and I guess his temper was moi
 nuch improved from the fact that ht
 had totally lost his voice from some
 bronchial trouble, and could not spear
 beyond a violent whisper, which he SC
 proiected that 1t could be heard fol ] come distance. The fun of 1t to u'
 hovs was that he 'cussed and swor'
 Ike A trooper and that struck us al
 so comically in conjunction with hi whisper. It was the still. small voice
 hut oh. my! There was a big meetlrS one night in the hall On the platform
 were assembled Joseph smith, m
 founder of Mormonism, and his nrs discinIes. He told the marvels or hi
 mission.
 Indian Parental Authority.
 There was a grand powwow Of Win
 nebago Indians thera one night dancc. war paint, a wigwam, or con
 rress. etc, under their head chlei
 Idttle Hill" a tough, wiry, Dow-leg
 oed little fellow. All went merry A marriage bell until fire water got tw
 young. handsome braves into q battl l with naked swords. with which the
 were slashing at each others nake
 hides. The eagle eye of Little Hill tool | if in at once. never saw such dia
 bolical rage on any face before O
 since. He blazed all over till he wa l almost incandescent. He made vii
 lean with a war whoop between tn l e1raRed oombatants. They were bot
 his own sons--when he perceived tha
 the chords on his temples writhed lik
 serpents. He burst into sound n tn
 Winnebago language. As soon as tn first syllable@ struck the atmospner
 the miracle was done.
 The youths drew away from eac | othar scowlinR watchful but thor