Omaha daily bee., 1905-08-16
AMONG THE PEAcEMAKERs.
sideIiEhts on the Envoys on Duty at
portsmouth.

sideliEhts on the EnvOys on Duty nt
Portsmouth.
The peace ENJOYS in session at Ports
mouth are not overwhelmed with the re-
sponsibilities Of their position. At times
they put aside the burden and frolic with
the BUTTERFLIES OF the summer resort as
| unrestrained as any young old boy on
vacation. And the summer girls are hav-
| ing the time Of a life with them. Some
| correspondents say the Japs have the best
/ Of IL, others recite the social cspers Of
Witte and Rosen, who are in the swim to
| the guard ropes.
Every man from Nippon who walks
through the parlor is surrounded by all
the girls who can get anywhere near him.
| Colonel Tachibana, the warlike-looking vet
eran of Mukden, and Commander Takeshita
are the favorites. Most soldiers are quite
peaceable looking persons away from
battlefield, but Tachibana looks like Mars
in trousers. He looks so very grim and
savage that the girls go into raptures
over him. He seems to like it, and smiles
in ferocious amiabilty when they say:
And were YOU really at Mukden? Do
tell us what II was liker
The official Russians keep to themselves
good deal, but the girls lionize any who
drift Into the paror, and the Russian cor
respondents are eagerly seized upon. Some
Of the famous English correspondents
whose names are familiar on this side OF
the water are swooped upon as soon as
they show up and are asked in a soprano
chorus to tell about the wars they have
reported.
When the girls have used up all the
| notabilities they congregate on the veranda
and look in through the windows at the
big force Of telegraph operators ticking of
the press dispatches. And when all else
falls they get out across the road. where
they can get a look at the newspaper men
pounding off copy" on their typewriters.
They are rapidly accommodating a complete
knowledge Of war and war correspondents.
It was on the back piazza on wednes-
day night that one of the international
mysteries was talking to correspondent
and to Mr.. Sato in editorial language.
Humanity hasn't much imagination"
said he "A crowd will wait outside a
Jail and draw long faces because one man
is going to be hanged inside. Here, right
here, four men are deciding whether thou
sands of men, tens of thousands of men,
are to live or die That's what it means
II the war goes on. Thousands OF lives,
let alone the future of China, And look
at US" He waved his hand over the
piazza, bright with white muslin, over the
artillery band. over the dowagers play
ing bridge inside the open windows.
The member of the japanese party who
always causes necks to curve and crane
in his direction is Adachi. According to
European standards, he comes nearer to
being handsome than do any of his COM
patriots He is small, of course, but
graceful and well set up. His features
are regular and he wears a long, silky
moustache and goatee like those of the
mikado. He dresses to the moment. In
the morning he is always in white flannel.
He takes his hours of ease in the lobby
or on the piazza, but he does not go there
to talk, nor yet to listen to the band
The serious-minded Mr.. Adachio sits like
statue amid gaiety Of the piazza, read
ing works of philosophy.
Perhaps the parsonage who attracts most
attention among the celebrities is NJ.
Pokotiloff, the former minister to Peking.
He is taller than NJ. Witte, but younger
and more vigorous in build, and he looks
every inch the man that he is. His COM
plexion is swarthy and his beard black.
He has a shrewd but rather kindly gray
eye, and easy, pleasant manners, AS he
strides through the hotel in a light suit
and a Panama hat, worn turned down be-
hind ell necks crane in his direction.
NJ. Pokotiloff and several of the at
taches went down to the swimming pool
while the ENJOYS were holding a confer
ence Rojestvensky and two of the under
secretaries went in swimming. They pad
died to the float, fifty yards out, dived
in ha far
so many boys.
Surely never in the country, and never
in the world since the close of the Dreyfus
trial at Rheims, has there been such a
convention Of the lost legion, the wander
eTs of the earth, is going on now in