Evening star., 1926-11-05
RECEPTION IN PHILADELPHIA

My first glimpse of the Philadelphia
railway station made me gasp with
SURPRISE There, lined up in SNOWY
row, was q wonderful line of mounted
soldiers in uniforms that suddenly
transported me to the days OF Ma
poleon. Was this really Philadelphia?
That enormous, wealthy, prosperous,
most modern Of towns? Where had
these handsome figures sprung from?
1 looked about me eager to receive
an explanation, and I was told that
these uniforms had been retained
since the days of the Revolution.
1 got into the automobile, and, sur
rounded by this dazzling escort, drove
through a double row of cheering
crowds to the City Hall, where Mayor
kendrick received me in grand style.
and presented to me a golden key to
the city. 1 answered his address with
q few words, and declared that felt
this key was to the heart OF Phlla-
delphia.
One Of the first things we had de-
cided to do after arriving In Philadel-
phia was to drive to a little Rumanian
Church right on the outskirts Of the
town. We felt that as our first act
we should go and see our countryfolk,
no matter how humble they might be.
Mayor kendrick kindly complied with
this request Of ours, although it took
us through the poorest and least pre-
sentable parts Of his town. But If any
had at first considered this pilgrimage
of ours a waste of time, they soon
changed their minds when they saw
the moving service and deep emotion
with which our countrymen re-
ceived us.
Ceremony I'm Church.
myself was highly gratified to find
that the Bishop of Philadelphia had
consented to take part in the cere-
mony, as 1t was a sign Of the rap
prochement Of my own and my chill
dren's churches, which 1 have always
hoped would come about. A tiny Ru-
manian baby and the oldest woman OF
the community presented us with flow
ers, while. the Rumanians sang our
national anthem with lusty voices.
AS we left the church the sky was
red and the sun was sinking. 1t
would soon be night and we would
have no time to visit the SesQuicenten-
NAL Exposition. For that reason we
simply drove back through the long
and darkening streets to the Bellevue
Stratford Hotel where many whom /
was to receive had gathered.
1 had expressed a special desire to
have all the woman war workers of
Philadelphia presented to me, as such
a feeling of fraternity exists among
all those who did their share in the
great war Truly, no frontier exists
where the cause is the same. The
sight Of those Red Cross nurses and
the Y. w. C. A. women brought back
to me vivid visions Of the times when
I had received the help Of these mar
VelouS institutions in times of stress
and suffering.
Princes Clothes Astray.
The hotel director had also been
host to my sister, the Grand Duchess
Cyril of Russia. and he spoke to
me of her visit and of how gracious
he had found her. His interest in me
was doubled by having known one
Of my close relatives. He showed
me a photograph of her sitting at
the same table at which 1 was seated.
He was in the picture. This, of
course, gave me the idea that he
might want a companion to this pic
ture, and the inevitable cameraman
appeared and made, hope, success
full picture, although l have not seen
it yet.
Everything was most comfortably
arranged for us and we were left
reasonable time to rest. 1 even had
a few minutes to spare, which was
an almost unheard Of event. / don
ned a red velvet dress and regal cloak,
as l know the importance a. wom-
ans attire plays, especially when she
has to appear in public before thou