New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-08-15
NOISY INTRUDER
MARS ROYAL FETE
King Edward" Loses Crown in
Scamper for Cover as
"Kaiser" Arrives.

Small wonder King Edward was
peevedl Why couldn't royal cham
payne colored Persian cat have birth
day party in Central Park on Satur-
day afternoon without the intrusion OF
an impertinent bulldog? The invita-
tions, embossed with II. r. HIS coat of
arms. had read plainly. mo dogs al
lowed" King Edwards jewelled crown
tilted over on one side, indicating eX-
treme feline annoyance.
Now, any other dog with any other
name might have been pardoned his
canine curiosity. But this intruder
never!
Come, Kaiser. pet; come away, dear,
from the kitty" called the girl on the
other end of the leash.
King Edward sprang from his red
plush cushion, jumped over two lemon
ade glasses, lost his royal crown and
did lot of other unkingly things.
Picking from the tree that was shelter
ing and shading the birthday party
guests he saw the square awed feat
ures of his enemy. 1t was a tense
moment. The party seemed about to be
over.
Wool" bristled Kaiser, to open the
parley.
"Ssssssssssl" replied King Edward.
Three members of the park police
squad arrived before negotiations had
proceeded further. Kaiser ard a crowd
of 800 spectators were pushed up the
hill away from the party. King Edward
slipped a catnip cocktail and purred
that he v'-s ready to be christened.
Mrs Anita Comfort Brooks. founder
and president of the Gotham Club,
suffragist, advocate of taxing bache-
lors, and owner of King Edward, had
made elaborate arrangements for this
function. In the first place, it nigh
be well TO explain that yesterday wa:
King Edwards sixth birthday. His pro
cession of state formed in the Hote
Wellington, Seventh Avenue and Fifty
fifth Street, where Mrs. Brooks lives
Three Boy Scouts were attendants e
His Royal Catness. Later they acteC
as walters at the luncheon.
King Edwards eccentricities became
apparent before the party left the no
tel. As he was riding forth to glory
. on a cushion carried by a Boy Scout
he took it into his head that he did MOI
want a birthday party. Jumping from
the cushion, he ran into the elevator
Argument and coercion both failed (
bring him out. He would not bulge
until he had had luncheon of pasteur
lied milk and fish salad. Thus it hap
pened that King Edward ate nothing
at his outdoor party.
Among the twenty invited guests who
paraded up Seventh Avenue to the park
in the royal cats honor were Little
Chief Flying Bird and his wife, Wa
/ heha, Sioux Indian friends of Mrs
Brooks. They held the centre of the
stage during the christening. From ar
historic spoon presented to Mrs. Brook:
/ by a Civil War general, the chiet
gravely spilled a few drops of Crotor
water on King Edwards crown, muir
muring in Sioux dialect. Il christer
thee king of felines." At least, that i:
what he is supposed to have said. The
| chiefs actual utterances sounded yer!
much like "'GooblegoobleI hopeyoJ
! choke" He said it three times. anc
! sprinkled Crotoa water three times, 81
that the photographers would be sure
TO get a good picture.
In addition TO sandwiches and fruit
postal cards were passed around show
/ ing Windsor Castle, King Edward:
birthplace. An attendant presented hin
as a kitten to Mrs. Brooks when she
visited the castle in 1909