The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-03-10

land as the cockney says?" writes an
American girl who is travelling abroad
Then get some English friend who is
one. TO take you to the royal gallery
for the opening of parliament
Your interesting SENSATIONS, which
it would take a Thackeray to do ius-
tice to, begin some days before, with
the arrival of the important big card
of admission, signed by the magic
name, 'Cholmondeley, Great Chamber
lain Then, if, you are a woman-an
American woman, | should say-you
lay out your smartest morning frock
and upon the eventful day YOU sally
As you get out of your cab the cock
neyS on the sidewalk, in admiriner en-
thusiaSm, say, See the laidy!'
THE streets around the palace of
Westminster were a sight, with the
redcoats lined up on either side, and
the Royal Horse Guards out in all
their bravery Crowds of people were
straining forward to see on the pave
ment from roofs, windows and scat
foldingS. So we Wandered about
among them until a policeman. who
had apparently been watching US.
stopped us as we moved toward the
palace gates, with a gruff command,
You can't go in there!' L am a peer,
loftily replied my friend, Whereupon
the policeman took off his hat to the
'bioomin h'ristcrat,' as l distinctly
heard him whisper to one of his fell
lows. and humbly begged pardon of
mi lud.'
After we had entered, my English
friend picked up from a bench, where
1t had been left for him, big red bag
containing his robes. Then, as we
passed the chamber where the king
and queen were to sit in state he
gravely pointed out the different peer
esses already there, looking very mag
nificent in their long court trains, Jew
eled tiaras and ostrich plumes, and
very cold as well, with bare arms and
necks.
THE royal gallery is small, but the
seats are raised in tiers. and there was
background for a splendid array of
pretty gowns. But you can see gaye1
ones every day upon the fashionable
New York streets. Most of them here
were sombre in color, and when a
woman really we'll dressed appeared
and monocles! The Alexandra fringe,
becoming to the queen, but not at ali
to many English faces, was too gener-
al: still it would be hard to find a ma
tional gathering of women with love
ner compilations or more beautiful
hair.
1T was getting late, long past lunch
ginger cakes and looked greedily at
the sandwiches l was enjoying; a man
was even irrelevant enough to read a
newspaper. and halfpenny one at shat,
which royalty and nobility are sup
posed to despise. But at last there
was blast of trumpets; everyone was
on the alert; the great doors were
thrown open; there was a crowd of
uniformed men marching past u.s. some
carrying their functions of office: there
was the lord chancellor attending to
his own train this time, and, finally,
there We're the king and queen, clasp
ing hands and bowling right and left as
the men salutes and the women drop
ped low courtesies.s The queen was a
vision of loneliness; externally young,
and carrying herself in such a grace
full and sweet way that her popularity
was Immediately explained. And the
king has an undeniable charm which
you cannot escape if you have ever
come within the radius of his smile.
He Is not only kingly in appearance,
but looks kingly in heart, and as he