The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1913-08-10

him The face in repose bears marked like.
ness to Frederick the Great in middle age.
There are the same aquiline features as in the
case OF the great Frederick, only the Emperors
nose Is more pronounced and MS Majesty has
the close pressed. finely cut lips with
family cruel look about the month Brown.
with rudy color in his cheeks, his Majesty
locks to be in perfect condition.
i4e looked up suddenly and found Won Sen.
den and myself gazing at him: A shade OF an.
and nlinutely looked us over. Sender was
v!sioly nervous and i'll at case, and turned his
head toward the Count. | looked back without
other for full minute, and had a good chance
TO observe the rather rare color of the EN-.
perors eyes, another feature never appearing
in any OF his photographs. They are large,
clear and light steel blue, and they can peer
pretty sharply at one out of knitted brows.
can quite understand that Ministers and
others find those royal orbs somewhat discon.
certing, especially when their owner is in
adverse mood.
Once more the Emperor turned TO his papers,
his left hand strokng his moustache. He was
evidently considering something OF great i'm.
portance Meanwhile, there was not a sound
self remained standing like blocks of wood. the
Count sat erect in his chair
Curious thoughts fitted through my mind.
Here was | In the presence of of the great
forces. il not the greatest force earth at
present; Picture to yourself the scene: Mid.
night, IN an underground chamber. the man
who without doubt holds the peace of Europe
In his keeping-for he can we'll put nine mill.
ions OF armed men in motion-trying to make
up MS mind on some matter OF the most far.
reaching import. What part was to play in l.;
if any?
1t was pregnant moment, indeed We all
were lnstlnctively aware of this, especially the
Count for observed him glancing more than
once rather anXiously at his master Still not
sound. The Emperor continued reading
quietly, his brows knitted Then he suddenly
turned in his chair toward the Count, and
bringing his left fist sharply down on to the arm
OF mis- chair. he cried in a tense voice
1 shall do it. See to all the details"
saw the Count gaze searchngy into the
lace OF mis- Majesty. and heave sigh Wheth.
er or not the Emperor noticed it, / cannot say
With move of his hand toward the officer.
he said:
The gentlemen are dismissed"
Retire gentlemen" said Won Putwitz turn.
ing to us. -
We backed toward the door, the Emperor
following us with his eyes. At the portal we
bowed deeply. The Emperor absently ac.
knowledged our salute and returned immadt
ately to his papers
The last view had of the master OF F,urone
was or an intensely human looking figure. ap
parently weared, but eager and active for all
mat, bending over his desk intent still unon
the affairs OF his people, the majority " vhom
at that hour were sleeping quietly in their beds
Out IN the corridor drew my watch 1t was
Just on the stroke OF a. m
NOT until later did learn the meaning Of that
strange midnight quizzing by his Majesty. II
IS story in itself. But within two hours waa
on board the Orient Express bound south on
mission in connection with a recent chantor
OF European history which brought the Powers
10 the verge OF general war.