The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-03-11

dying day over Mr. Balfour's comically
rueful face on this occasion.
Another English-speaking bar at
which cOnSpiracy--of q. kind-has been
played is the we'll known house in
the Rue de la ChausSee D'Antin, where,
two or three years ago, the late eX-
King Milan of Servia. used TO hold his
highly un-kingly revelS. Milan loved
English ale and Scotch whisky. When
he had imbibed generously of both in
turn he used TO hold forth with elo-
Quence on his doingS and on the I'M
filial conduct of his --usurping son, -
and called upon all who happened TO
be there to join him in seeing justice
done to a dethroned king and an I'M
happy rather. Sometimes he would con-
ciude his incCherent orations with a
request for the loan of half dollar to
go on with. 1t Is a fact that he often
ran absolutely out of cash through his
reckless extravaganza, though he had
a princely allowance from the private
purse of his son, the king, as we'll as
from the Servian house of parliament.
Lots of people lent him the half dol
lar or the 20 francs he happened TO
ask for; there is always a certain sat
iSfaction in having a king among your
creditors. Milan, of course never paid.
Sometimes, for a joke, some one would
remind him of the debt: Sire, l had
the honor of lending your majesty half
a dollar last week" qhe ex-king would
nifty: Sir, you forget yourself Sir,
you do not know to whom you are talk
ing. L am a king, sir; and a king
never borrOWS money. If his creditor
insisted MilanAS wrath was sublime
He once said to Mr.. Clifford Millage,
the correspondent of the London
Chronicle, who was taking a rise out
of his drunken majesty: "Millage, you
have been my friend; / would like to
have been yours; but all is over be-
tween from this d9U FThq nly
fates that I do not WELD the power of
my ancestors. They would not have
suffered this insult!'' His majesty sub
timely forgot that his grandfather, the
first ObrenOvitch, had been a herder,
tending pigs and cows on the Servian
mountain slopes.
The English bar has, all the same,
seen some real conspiring. Milan was
quite often sober about midday, and
it was in the lunch room. over the Eng
fish food he liked so much, that he met
the discontinued or disgraced officers
and the intriguing deputie- of the
''SObranoje," through whose efforts he
hoped to dispossess his son and revenge
himself upon Queen Natalie.
The Grand cafe on the Boulevard des
CapucineS, just under the Hotel Scribe,
where President Kruger put up during
his triumphant visit to Paris, has long
been a house of call for European
chiefs of the TranSVaal republics. Doc
plenipotentiaTy to the European pow
ers, was generally to be found at this
cafe between > and o'clock in the
evenings, when he was not at Brussels
or filling a temporary commission to
some foreign court. / have often seen
| him taking his appetizer at a table
just by the window, talking the while
I to the members of his staff, who count
ed on finding him there. or to sympa-
thiZerS with the BOer cause. 1t was
here he made arrangements with the
American and Irish pro-Boers, who
were sending volunteers to aid the dar-
ing farmer soldiers.
There is in Paris little circle of the
exiled adherentS of Don Carlos who
hope one day to aid him in snatching
the crown from the head of the boy
king of Spain These eXiled grandees
are, truth to tell, rather a shabby lot,
though they are all dukes or mar
quises at the very least. "Carlism''
does not seem to agree with them. At
the little eating house off the Avenue
del Opera, where they meet to play
cards, and presumably to do a little
conspiracy, their dinner bills do not
represent a fortune to the proprietor.
They seem generally to dine on a bowl
OF soup Strongly favored and scent
ed with garlic) and a great chunk of
bread per man. But if their bill of
fare is not extensive and their cuffs
show frayed edges, their manners are
those of courts. They salute each other
like kings and they offer you a. cup
of bad coffee as if they were presenting
you with Tokay in a golden vase Al
ways before breaking up their nightly
card party they Solemnly drink to
king Carlos and his right" Poor.
ragged dukes and grandees: there is
unwaVering fidelity
STEPHEN. AUSTIN.