Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1921-11-22

up the long fight OF stone stairs watch
led to modern Mecca.
Then few modern limousineS.
carrying the delegates, clad In sober
morning garb sped by. No one recog-
nized them. Black is not as attractive
as gold braid and brass buttons.
LoNs before the hour OF ilo'clock
the circus seats--beg pardon, the Con-
ference seats had been filed. Yet
others, who simply had to drop in the
Conference for a few moments be-
fore keeping ones luncheon engage
ment" disgorged from cars and tried
10 enter without passes.
what must have pass? But I
am Mrs. So-and-So," That to the obdu-
rate Marine sentry who stood at at
tention at the top Of that flight OF
stairsNleading into modern Mecca
and the circus.
That sentry didn't have sense Of
the eternal fitness OF things. Neither
had his flve-foot bookshelf included
any Blue Book of Washington.
"Then take word TO Senator This
and-That that Mrs. So-and-So is
here"
Some obliging person would rush in
with that gladstone bit OF news. and
within n few moments Her Social
tighness would be conducted inside
someway or other, while the crowd
pushing against the police lines, nifty
feet away wondered how she did It..
IL O'clock. Mr.. Hugh is speaking.
! lie Is introducing NJ. Aristide BRAND.
Premier of France'''''"O, look, there
is Mrs, Harding, see. right there in
the box. And there is Mrs. Coolidge
YOU poor dumb bunny. she's the Vice.
/ Presidents wife"
! An insignificant figure. the head
topped with carefully brushed white
! hair, takes q Seat-~but outside the
sacred rail. He is one of several hun
dred--,Iaps. Chinese, British and
Americans--sitting in the rear on the
first floor. He is Robert Lansing'''
Don't you remember, Ireine, he was
/ Secretary of State, was 1t in Taft's--
no, II was Wilson's administration
you remember"
A raucous voice, from the press
section. jim speaking:
! Its a shame that Wilson didn't have
a decent Secretary OF State"
/ "Sh-h-h, There's Lansing in front
you boob'"
And TO one side, in a press seat, IL
was to be added, was one William
i Jennings Bryan, whose ears are also
keen.
BRAND was speaking, pleading for
Ia belle France. His wonderful voice
Reminded one ever so much of some
old Strad being played by q master.
ha ha ha ~
That floats, gratis, from a section in
the balcony occupied by a charming
! group of women whose hats differ
from the monstrosity worn 10y some
, one elsewhere.
BRAND, having spoken not only &c
the Conference, but also to the people
. Of France. takes his seat. The in
,crpretcr finishes his duty of rendering
II into English. Mr.. Balfour now
speaks
There Is n movement In an upper
? box. IL is Mrs. Harding. departing tC
keep some important engagement
suddenly some three hundred Other
women discover that they also have
important enGagements 10 keep,
, Anyway, Briand has spoken, Charm
,ng speech, wasn't it? His French Wal
so musical. lie spoke like native o
Toulon but you must remember, dear
that his father was an humble shop
4 keeper in st. Nazaire. But then, h
r can't help that. | imagine that he !
diamond in the rough, like so man,
of our men who lacked advantages.
Ralfour is delivering honoriifics--,lip
% lomatic sweet nothings-to BRAND
D.. who idly twists a pencil in his hand
q. And others are TO speak. But one
luncheon engagement must be KEEP
70 you know. Ushers counsel silence b
e tapping their lips--"but hurry, dear. W
mustn't be late at the Country Club.
They all try to get out of that on
|, opened front door at once. Agai
they must take IL singly,
Outside. on the marble steps.
! young Major beckons for limousine
for the ladies ne knows. Quite ga
/, lantly ne opens the door for then
! slams IL shut. smiles, and raises hi
hat In "A parabolic curve.
, Comes a real dowdy dowager. ju:
. as the Major walks OFF with a frien'
Omohody order my Rolls Royce
she demands imperatively.
No move is made by the attendant
81 want my Rolls-Royce," in sternc
4 tones,
some Yarlet, with no respect for n
: bettors, steps out from beneath II
/. porte-cochere. and beckons toward
g machine in the ofiing.
= Here comes your Rolls-Royce. lady
] he answers. without touching n
y brim OF his cap.
A car rolls up the driveway. Bl
= 10 IS a Ford.