The Washington times., 1919-11-12

tarized into the telephone clarity
'Pip"-Edward Pip.
had his car blown of the road by
shell, near Loos, but such is no cri-
terion at all of his life as an officer.
He was always in and out of the line,
on intelligence work, for
which he got his Military Cross, and
spent no happier nights than in his
own battalion mess.
Didn't Like Headquarters.
He Ioathed having to join Sir Dougs
las Haig's headquarters staff and took
his first opportunity to quit it when
his old commander, Lord Cavan, has
tened off to Italy, after Caporetto, in
Of the Fourteenth British
Corps. have several vivid memories
of the prince in Italy.
A lovely Lombardy evening at the
hamlet of Lugo, out from Vicenza, and
at the foot OF the Asiago plateau. We
are having a drink-a real wet drink
when in comes a dusty traveller
leave -bird"-from England, home
and beauty. The dusty one flops into
a settee, puts his legs on the mantel-
piece, and opines: For the love OF
Mike, give me a Scotch and soda.
I've had three weeks acting for the
films. and I'm about fed up"
The dusty one had been officially
his principality of Wales.
The scene changes to a bright and
brilliant restaurant. Cova's OF Milan,
my favorite in all Europe. Slim, ele-
CANT and olive-skinned signorinas coo
gently over Perrier-Souet-it makes
you thirsty to write it-while dark
and dashing cavaliers in gray gestic-
ulate and roll their eyes. Over there
the first ,violinist. in red coat, Is play
ing something "to the table" Enters
a fair, boyish officer in khaki. People
turn, see his two rows OF ribbons. and
wonder who he is.
"Ecco una tavola, IL principe"
grovels the maitre d'hoteL.
Damn" CALCULATES the fair, boy
ish officer in khaki, and turning on
his heel, quits the room.
Hates Kowtowtng.
He had wanted to go unrecognized,
and anyway hates kowtowing.
And then, a little later, I see him
step forward in a box at the Con-
stanaza Rome, and make an inn
promptu speech in Italian. though
he'd only been a few weeks in the
The Roman women fol-
lowed him around in hundreds. as you
say, fell for him." not singly, but in
swarms. I'm not at all sure chat one
OF this young mans chief worries in
the future will not be the Likes hood
OF his becoming, by force majeure,
the first Woman's King in history.
That would be terrible.
Think Ii over.
Now the war has gone and
We see a young man hardened by con-
.act with life, effervescing with good
spirits, of an inexhaustibIe physical
Energy, and capable of adapting him
self to Pope and tramp at q mo-
nent's notice. And only a seventh
part Teutonic, and mass of Eng
ishmen must be as much, could they
race their pedigrees. A young man
II great personal charm, of ,cnnsiJ-
,rable self-possession and, above all,
Intelligent.
When he visits a sick person in
would royalty be in
hat hospital-he doesn't bleat in
aneSF: well. my good man, you
must be ILL.,"
When he's sent out on a stunt, as
le calls 1t, he has a habit OF carry
ng every one with him-as he latterly
arried Canadians. stern, cold critics
II the English. He's just got that
intangible something-personhl
Not A Bit "stand-ofHsh.-
Now he is in the stalls at a musical
comedy, front row; now he is looping
he loop over to London; now at a
ieadly dull municipal gathering, smil-
ng amid aldermen, all chains and
ACE fungus; now swerving up Bond
street at the wheel of his Crossley:
low tripping the light fantastic with
village girls; now the cynosure Of all
Eyes at a funeral or a wedding-he
Kept right clear of London's victory
march because he said he might have
got some of the cheers due to Haig-
aow making an empire speech or ad-
iressing a whole division on parade.
I saw him once in the last named