Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-08-30
THE CHAUFFEUR GRINS
BUT LOOKS STAIDLY AHEAD OF
RUSHING AUTO.
Taken by the Correspondents as a Sure
Sign That Something Had Drop
ped, and Dropped Hard.
Special Dispatch to The Star.

navy yard. but tidings Of what had hap
pened in the conference building across the
river did not come to II until they had gone
to a good part of the rest of the world.
Before Kittery heard It, the tale was sting
ing the New York stock market: 1t was
making material for extras In Berlin, Paris
and London: 1t was Off to the respective
majesties at Tokyo and st. Petersburg. 1t
was well on its long way to where two
armies. begged hook deep in Manchurian
mud, watched YEARLY. ready on the word
to fly into each others arms or at each
others throat. 1t caused less of a stir at
Kittery than at this given point
The village was quiet death chamber
is when the clock quits ticking. The lone
locust in the tree by the river, using his
talented hind legs as instruments. had nm
ished his midday lullaby. The wooden ma
rine at the far end of the wooden bridge
took a short incoming on the bench In front
of the sentry box. Two reporters matched
pennies On the little wharf that has served
a press box since the government first
barred correspondents from the yard.
From behind Zig gray dock shot an au-
tomobile Witte and Rosen sat in the tom
neau. A chauffeur sat alone in front AS
the car went past him out upon the bridge
the lignum vitae face of the lone marine
took on expression of almost lnteli-
gence and he let out gasp that wasn't
down on the regulations. Witte had half
turned in his place, thrown his two great
bear arms around the smaller Rosen ana
was kissing him on the cheeks and fore
head
The chauffeur grinring like a Cheshire cat,
never turned his head, although he must
have heard the three smacks.
To the reporters the kisses, as the auto
mobile sped by them, were like the crack of
a pistol That something had happened in
the navy yard, something that many ma
tons would like to hear, was EVIDENT
D.. ftera hp c 90
than he was then. and Whites usually red
cheeks were almost pale. Both men S faces
were hard set in the smiles that men wear
when they want to cry and iaugh at the
same time and do neither.
witte had quit kissing Rosen AMI hac hs
hands clinched together in fr,at OF HIM
Rosens yachting cap was awTy on iis
white hair. Neither one spoke, or seemed
to be getting ready to speak. while the car
was in sight. In half minute il WAS i.Ito
Echo street going toward Portsmouth
This fleeing picture that the two Russians
made coming out in to the world with the
story that the big war had ended, was
worth seeing and worth remembering.
Failed to Score.
Already Korostovitz had telephoned the
first bulletin to the hotel at Newcastle, and
somebody at Newcastle 'phoned it back. say
ten or fifteen minutes later, to Kittery. A
clerk in Collins drug store, next door to
carried it out front. A deputy sheriff
physician who's just getting over a spell
of illness, and Uncle Hiram Patch were on
the steps discussing rum holes. The drug
clerk told them that treaty was going to
be signed. If he expected a sensation he
failed 10 score.
mo more'n 1 expected" said Mr.. Patch,
with elaboration. IT'S good thing; i
like II. Just I've said all along, the
cossacks nation would got into it next.
They leaned to the russians at first
The deputy sheriff and the sick physician
didn't say anything for minute. Then the
deputy sheriff said
well, well, we'll" Like that, and the
physician asked him If he'd made many
arrests lately for catching short Holsters.
Uncle Hiram said claiming ought to be
good at low tide and started off up New
march street to dinner. That was how
Kittery, just outside the navy yard, took
the news.
Along toward 3 o'clock the Japanese came
across the bridge. The cracked voice OF
the Paul Revere and the voice of all the
other bells and of the whistles up and down
the river had begun to wake Kittery up.
There were several cheers from prominent
citizens on the sidewalks as the Japanese
automobile went by. There was no kissing
aboard that craft
The chauffeur was the only one who
turned his head at the cheering
Quiet and Staid.
Mr.. Sato, the Brer Rabbit of this busi-
ness whose system is so beautifully COM
pick and SO completely beautiful, sat in
front, as the usual wrinklng kippered her
ring of a man IN frock coat was huddled
down against the leather cushions. Taxa
hira looked straight ahead, through the
tunnels of dust that the paddle wheels
stirred up. That was the way they went
through Portsmouth. At the hotel here
things were different.
Now that the treaty has been sighted in
tho off,
japanese legation, has uncorked himself
sufficiently to tell about some of the humor
that went to waste behind the locked doors
of the conference room.
Rosen is deaf, not deaf as a post, but
pretty deaf So is Takahira. AS it hap
pens, during the pow-WoW, when Wltte
had occasion to speak privately to his fell
low envoy, he did his whispering IN series
of hoarse shouts. He used the Russian
language at such times. However, one of
the Japanese secretaries speaks Russian
almost as well as he speaks his own tongue.
He kept cases the byplays of the other
side.
But there was no advantage in the draw.
Komura had to raise his voice TO good
high pitch when he talked with Takahlra,
and the Russians who knew japanese, with
the exception of White, had their ears cooked
and posted themselves. 1t is hard to play
the game of diplomacy with partner that
is hard of hearing.
Wine for Enjoys.
There are siXty-three cases OF WINE ana
beer-count 'em, siXty-three-in the navy
ward for the use of the ENJOYS and their
secretaries, and Maine is beginning to SIM
mer with indignation. A Portland paper
twitted the Portsmouth papers because the
Portsmouth conference isn't in Portsmouth
at ALL but in another state. One of the
Portsmouth papers got right back by CALI
ing attention to the fact that Maine was
lust standing by. while booze was toted
across its borders against the statutes made
and provided and stored in a canteenless
reservation against the time of thirst of
several men who are not only foreigners
but haven't been here long enough to vote
the republican ticket. The Kittery deputy
sheriff may feel 1t his duty to move on the
navy yard and put the come-alongs on
those sixty-three cases of fizZy goods. Any
where else a county officer would be barred
from government ground. but when Maine
ceded Kittery Island to the federal authori-
ties the canny legislators reserved the right
of local jurisdiction over 1t. 1t Is the only
reservation in the country that acknow
lodges such conditions. Every little while
Kittery's deputy marches across the bridge
and arrests enlisted man right under
the shadow of the flag.
Yesterday was the anniversary soune-