Semi-weekly herald., 1917-06-14
QUEEN SERVES SOUP
WITH HER OWN HANDS

hoNbONi may 20 -tby MAIL -
While thousands of dirty faced rag
ged children screamed applause and
beery-faced, frowsy mothers roared q
deeper tone, the Queen of England
and the Pricess Mary drove to North
Lambeth to open q new public kitch-
en- for the Food controller. The Queen
ladled out boiled rice with her own
Royal hands and the Princess collect
ed the food tickets and speared them
ON the files until over 1000 meals
mad been served.
Londons great extremes of riches
and squalor were never shown in
more decisive contrast.
The little vicar Of the neighborhood
church bent himself almost double
and his face was red as the Mayors
scarlet robe when Queen Mary shook
ms hand and said ''how do you dol"
His little son of three years, all dix
ed cut IN his starchy Sunday school
clothes, wriggled with childish diff
denct atterward, The Queen, she
shook hands with me and she gave
my little boy a pat on the cheek. The
Queen asked me is this your little
son! The Queen did that"
After the movie men finished shoot
ing the royal mother and her daugh-
ter the neighborhood began to file
past the food counter. Soup.bowls,
pitchers, platters, plates, saueers and
buckets, some washed as they had
never been washed before others with
their natural democratic coat of
grease We're showed into the white
gioved hands Of the elegant lady and
the lady would smile and ask: What
do you want! Rice? Roast Beef?r
The Queen did that. These UNIV ashed
Drown-toothed, yellow-complexioned
natives of the noighborhood were go
ing to eat food served by the Queen
herself. Some were 80 overcome by
the event that they tilted their plates
and spattefesr the floor with riec
pudding. Said Queen Mary to one
dark-hared young woman, "Are these
your children" They are, mum" the
girl replied. They are; all seven Of
thcm.> Thank you mum" She straight
encd the little brood into single file
and marched out at the head of her
own procession, carrying plates of
boiled rice, gelatine pudding and roast
beef.
Princess Mary, without looking at
the reference books is about nineteen.
She would be rated a pippin at any
Junior prom in any American school.
a high.school senior would notice that
she has pretty blue eyes and TIE kind
OF mouth that was made for tut
sundaes at the corner drug store on
these hot summer evenings. Standing
always close by her mothers side, she
seemed slightly fused" during the
ceremonial presentations. Her hands
shifted somewhat nervously while her
pink cheeks flushed a deeper pink. At
The doorway of the food kitchen stood
a London Bobby, straight and sol
dierly. His job was to regulate the
flow of customers. An inquisitive fox
terrier, dirty in harmony with the
neighborhood and shifting hopefully
the scent of roast beef, was skooed
away by the cop. Undaunted, the
purp hid among the next batch of
customers and sneaked in TO have a
look at the Queen. And he was such
a nervy, persistent little cuss that the
titled ladies clustered their Majesty,
allowed him to stay. "Good bye" said
the Queen to various people when
the neighborhood had been fed.
Even Queen can't be expected to
distinguish in crowd between those
who have been presented to her and
those who haven't. So Queen Mary
nodded and said "good bye" to an or
dinary American reporter. 1t fused
him little but he mustered his party
manners and got off good bye" Of
his own. Princess Mary didn't make
the same mistake.