The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-08-18
t. A. BRYSON,
PAP BULL STREET.

travelling as Baron Renfrew, who is
now King of England.
He was then peachy-cheeked,
beardless boy, with blue eyes, light
hair, slender, delicate frame. but the
distinguishing nonchalance born of the
consciousness that he was real swan
and not an ugly duckling. Here he
gave the proof of it. The Secretary
leading the baron and his suite; the
Duke of Newcastle, a tall, thin man,
and a 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-
trate, seeing the sights and doing the
whole establishment. At last we all
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 label
ed models of Inventions. 1t was an
interesting sight, and the barons coun-
tenance frightened. Just then an
American cabinet minister made a de-
plorable break. Mr.. Thompson stepped
in front of Victoria's youngster and,
achieving a most profound bow, COM
plete kotow, the back of his head be-
ing only visible, said, as he recovered
the perpendicular:
May it 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, disguised, angry. This
was inadmissible, an outrage, a breach
OF all etiquette. The revelation of his
incignito A South Sea Islander should
have known better. He was Renfrew-
Baron Renfrew-and nobody else.
What the dickens had anybody to do
with his royal highness?
An Old Meeting Place.
Old Apollo Hail. on Pennsylvania
avenue, opposite the National Theater.
was a popular resort in those days. 1t
has since been demolished. 1t was Just
below Jimmy Makers 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 1 ever
listened to-Thomas F. Marshall of
Kentucky-used to astonish and en-
rapture eager audiences on the sub
ject of temperance, and an Irlshman
named Whipple used to sing and enact
pits of character comedy night after
night.
1 witnessed several memorable scenes
in old Apollo Hall. 1 knew Morrow
we'll, the man who owned the property.
He was a terribly nervous, irascible
man, and l guess his temper was not
much improved from the fact that he
had totally lost his voice from some
bronchial trouble, and could not speak
beyond a violent whisper, which he so
projected that it could be heard for
some distance. The fun of it to us
boys was that he "cussed and swore
like a trooper" and that struck us all
so comically in conjunction with his
whisper. 1t was the still, small voice,
hut, oh, myi There was a big meeting
one night in the hall. On the platform
were assembled Joseph Smith, the
founder of Mormonism, and his first
disciples. He told the marvels of his
mission.
Indian Parental Authority.
There was a grand powwow of Win
nebago Indians there one night, a
dance, war paint, a wigwam, or con-
gress, ETC., under their head chief,
Little HILL" a tough, wiry, bow-leg
ged little fellow. All went merry as
a marriage bell until fire water got
two young, handsome braves into a
battle with naked swords, with which
they were slashing at each others max
ed hides. The eagle eye of Little Hill
took it in at once. l never saw such
diabolical rage on any face before or
since. He blazed all over till he was
almost incandescent. He made a wild
leap with a war whoop between the
enraged combatants. They were both
his own sons-when he perceived that
the chords on his temples writhed like
serpents. He burst into sound, in the
Winnebago language. AS soon as the
first syllables struck tn eatmosphere
the miracle was done.
The youths drew away from each
other, scowling, watchful but thor
oughly subdued. A few more words in
the Winnebago from the chief. a NUT
tered remonstranoe from the boys, then
words like lightning and thunder, and
threatening attitude on the part of
Little Hill. First one of his sons came
to him submissively and surrendered
his sword to his father. Then came the
other and did likewise. The father
clutched both swords in giants
grasp, lifted one knee and snapped
them to pieces, which flew in all direc-
tions. He pointed his finger and gave
another short, sharp command. 1t was
beautiful sight-better than any
thing on the stage-the boys came to-
gether. put their arms about each 9th
er's neck and marched out of the hall
to their quarters. where they had been
ordered.
Herbert Gladstone, whose engage
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