The Washington times., 1925-07-22
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DENIES RIFT
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would be happier. We understand
each other perfectly, and when we
are apart we are in constant cor.
respondence and tell each other our
thoughts and experiences.
At the beginning of the inter
view we chatted a few moments
about the first time / was priv
iIeged to, interview her--when my
airplane had crashed in a field
close by her castle at Saabor.
Silesia. and when she played the
role OF good Samaritan to my two
badly injured companions.
Fate had turned a carefully
plotted emergency landing" into
real crash, breaking the plane
into smithereens. The empress was
deeply. distressed to hear that one
of the two injured men had died
in. the meantime.
Every Inch An Empress.
Both in appearance and bearing,
this member Of the proud house Of
the Princess OF Reuss-eQual In blood
to the Hohenzollerns--i every inch
an empress, even Enough she has
no empire. She spoke in soft. well
modulated tones and her voice took
on note OF tenderness as she said:
Il am going back to Doom at. the
end OF July. / wish / didn't have
TO stay away so long because feel
my place is beside my husband
but this last attack of rheumatism,
which followed an operation: made
1t imperative for. me to take the
cure.
The damp climate Of Doom Is
poison for my system. know that
after a few weeks there shall suf-
fer pain again.
why won't people understand
that my illness--an occasional
necessary visit to my estate to
look after my affairs-are the only
reasons in the world why we can.
not be continually together in Hol-
land?
Hits At SANDER.
why must the tongue of SANDER
get into motion every time. the
moment l leave Doom?
Il knew what ] was doing when
married the Kaiser. wasn't
silly flapper, but a mature woman.
knew him and knew / should be
happy with him, although"-this
moment a touch Of sadness flew
over the charming open facial
though l also knew what sacrifices
my step would entail for me.
1T cannot help 1t IL people won't
believe there is perfect harmony
between US, but I do think 1t is
time they quit heaping slanHers
upon u.s."
From a corridor came the cheery
voice of little princess Sunshine"
Hermine's youngest daughter, Hen
riette. The beautiful five-year-old
girl was. returning from romp In
the fields. The interviewer adj
mired the child's wonderful brown
hair, hanging loose down her back.
Against Bodied Hair.
Eyes, she'll never wear bobbed
hair" remarked her mother.
laughing.
you are no friend of 'Bubikopf'
German for bob)?"
Il hate them" she replied.
Indeed, her own rich. soft, dark
hair, meticulously well ordered in
the "old fashioned" manner, re-
minded one that the super-modern
couture is by no means a prere'
quisite of feminine beauty.
The most remarkable thing about
Hermine is her striking honesty.
When the interviewer began by
making we'll studied overtures,
touching with the utmost care upon
delicate subjects regarding which
he sought information, her majesty
interrupted him:
+ "Please ask me anything you
wish to know"
Nor does she dodge or eVade
questions. Looking straight into
her ,interrogators' eyes she answers
fully, frankly, and with convincing
sincerity. When she thought she
couldn't conscientiously give
clear-cut reply she said so frankly.
Not once. however, did she beat
around the bush in her answers.
Her looks bear no trace of her.
illness nor of the mental anguish
she has gone through in recent
years.
She appears in radiant health.
There Is the charm of feminin!ty
about her which makes one readily
understand how comforting and
consoling her companionship must
lie tn the lone axila az dreafy