New Britain herald., 1919-02-04


 The warriors waited. And pres
 ently, on top of the Queens Gate, appeared Edward. Tn his arms he
 held his infant son, born in Car
 Harvon Castle, the previous night. Behold your pIince!" sad the willy King.
 In that same castle, whose eighteen-foot thick walls have Withstood the assaults of battle and of time, Edward Albert was proclaimed Prince of Wales three summers before the world war Nothing in recent years has out Shone tl.e medieval beauty of that pageant. The Princes own standard Few from the ancient tower. They placed on the slim
 shoulders of the sev6nteen-year-
 old boy the rich crimson cloak, and the King crowned his son with the flet of Welsh gold. Upon gold ring set with a large amethyst about which writhed the dragons ot Wales. In his hands they placed the sword and the golden wand. And they called out to the assembled crowds, in the identical words of Edward I, Be hold your prince!"
 The Coronation Scene
 Echoes cf all this pomp and of its deeper meaning must ring IT. the ears of any woman who walks up the aisle 0, Westminster Abbey toward the throne of England. The crumbling helmet and saddle of Henry hang m one ponderous beam above her boad as they have hung since the hero of Agincourt was laid to rest III inc tomb beneath them, five centuries ago. The dust of the mighty dead ln the sepulchers throughout the Abbey cannot but tremble to the march Of the neers and thrill to the resonance of the trumpets This is the spot, at the crossing of nave and transept' where William the Conqueror was crowned; William Rufus; Richard Of the Iion.Heart; Henry the Eighth his Queens and his daughters.
 The Abbey is filled to the farthest corner of it's vast aisles with rank upon rank of peers and peeresses III robes of crimson and blue. The mag nificencc of the coloring, the gleam of jewels, fill the shrine as with light from the glory of the past. But i'll all that assemblage none is more sumptu- o11slv attired than the Queen. In her robe of spun gold, crusted with gems, she is a trail of living fire as she rises and moves to the steps of the altar, Six train-bearers carry her court train, which nipples over the royal blue velvet carpet in waves of gold. A bishop stands at either hand as she kneels, and the Archbishop offers a brief prayer of consecration.
 At the conclusion of the prayer, the Queen rises and proceeds to the spot designated for her anointment, be- tween the altar steps and the Kings throne. Here she kneels at a fald- stool, while four peeresses hold above her head a rich pail of cloth of gold. From a vessel of pure gold the Arch bishop pours few drops of the con- secrated oil into silver spoon; with this oil he anoints the head of the Queen. The keeper of the Jewel House hands the Queens ring, heavy with diamonds, to the Archbishop, who places it upon the fourth finger of the Queens right hand.
 Then-ah, then! the Archbishop lifts from the altar a crown Of gold and crimson velvet. studded with dia. nonds, rubies. pearls and emeralds, 'Reverently"-sot the ancient instruc- tions bid hirn--he places the circlet upon the Queens head, saying: Re ceive the crown of glory. honor and joy" Immediately all the peeresses