Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-07-10
BY ZOE BECKLEY.

During an interval in Paris recently
between a cafe all lait and an appoint
nnent with one of those little" dress
makers who have their shop and their
home in one apartment In a back rewy
thence the little, meaning low-priced)
saw q brief story about the former
Maharaiah Of Indorse and his Ameri-
can bride, and decided suddenly that /
wished {. see them, for theS are SUM-
mering not far from Paris.
! was on vacation then, and the
thought of work was terrible. But a
reporter is like q fire horse-the smell
of smoke or the "ound of bell starts
him on the run. Leaving the paper on
the table for the next American to
pick UP. / more or less galloped to the
Office of newspaper correspondent
knew.
asked him how could reach the
Meharani, she who had borne the plain
hen1espun name of Nancy Ann Miller
Of Seattle, Wash, and was now her
highneSS Maharsni Sharnishthahai
Holkar. wife of Tukoii Gao Holkar. de-
posed ruler of the fabuiously wealthy
state Of Indore. Central India. My
newspaper friend guffawed.
SNOWFALL Chance.
81 estimate" he said. that you have
the same chance of getting to her high
ness as a SNOWFALL has in--AuglSt
Every reporter in Paris has tried and
failed Your quarry is surrounded She
went talk; probably been forbidden.
Won't see you. They're protected by
secretaries. doctors. Wallets, advisers.
aids What can you do?'
Nothing l said, and changed the
subject
But that afternoon sent note from
my hotel I didn't know then how to
address Nancy Ann. so I put in every
thing from your majesty to your high
ness, including alteSse. princess. dear
LADY and just plain sister American.
1t didn't matter. She wouldn't an
swer it. anyhow. ! was merely ges-
ture. one of those shots In the dark
one takes as final ease to conscience.
See You Thur day.
Eight or nine days went by and no
reply. so packed rAy little" dress, went
TO London. and forgot the whole cpl
s0de. Next morning a. letter was showed
at me through the window of the Arler-
iean Express Co., Haymarket, reading
thus.
With response TO your request for
an interview. am commanded to say
you here on Thursday at II am
Yours faithfully.
M. 4. RAscHID.
secretary to her highness Maharani
Eharmishthahai Holkar,
~Chateau D'Hennenmont. St, Germain-
cn-Laye"
And I in London!
staggered to the cable window and
wrote my heart out in q message to her
highness. Then I sent letter.
Try, Try. Again.
No reply whatever. My stars had
gnne wrong: my luck had deserted ne.
All was wrong with the world. After
four DAYS Of waiting. the cid instinct
Of try, try. again: keep on trying, came
alive again I sent another wire:
Dear your hignness: No answer my
telegram and letter. FieaSe let me ny
over Wednesday"
Got an answer to that, all right:
'SorTy. Wednesday inconvenient."
And that was all
had paid for my passage home to
New York on a steamer sailing FRIDAY.
Never mind. II I hoped 20 Paris by
early plane Thursday morning, reached
Chateau D'Hennemont by noon. and
few back TO London on the 4 O'Clock,
] could stu make the boat. which didn't
sail till pm.
One more wire to her majesty now:
"Implore you see me Thursday. Com
tng By morning plane"
Up TO the closing hour of the Impe-
rial Always Office no answer came.