Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-08-08
BY ISABEL LEIGHTON.

special dispatch to The Star.
PARIS, August 8 MANA Carol
King OF Rumania, says that perfec
friendliness exists between the Princes
Helen and himself, despite their divorce
but that it is impossible that they viii
ever return to each other.
He made this statement to me in the
frankest of interviews, an interview
which ranged from a discussion o.
world affairs to half humorous con
sideration of the perpleXities which be-
set a ruler.
And King Carol is more than 6
ruler-he is a working ruler. His de
votion TO his work is more than con-
viction. 1t has become a symbol, {
silent defiance to his political enemies
who have seized upon his estrange.
ment from the Princess Helen to try K
undermine his popularity. Each day
brings word Of a wider rift between
these two or an implied reconciliation
King Carol settled this for me with G
few swift, straight words.
Actually, the divorce is final ant
absolute" he told me. "A reconcilia-
ton is out of the question. OF course
there is always the link of the boy, oul
son, between us, link which any one
who has known what it means to have
child will not underestimate.
Are Perfect Friends.
1.-THE relations between Princess Heller
and myself are perfectly friendly, and
there is no reason why we should not
both be adult and intelligent enough
about the situation to see that they
always remain so.
This I viii say, however" King
Carol continued, with a penetrating di.
rectness which did not entirely hide the
embarrassment the conversation was
causing him, much of the trouble there
has been between US might easily have
been averted had not some newspapers
injected themselves so Wig &OuSly intC
our marital difficulties.
At $50 the afternoon I was to be re-
ceiyed by the King the premier, Nicolae
Jorga, and I left the modest rooms he
has steadfastly refused to abandon and
looked in the direction of the Bucharest
Palace-the premier with an affection
engendered during the years he tutoreo
Carol. and I with a very natural trepi-
dalton at the protocol 1 had been tolc
the interview would involve.
Protocol be-forgotten, exclaimed
Prof. Jorga, as he prefers to be called
when had confided my fears. Treat
his majesty exactly as you would an
American boy-but a very nice Ameri-
can boy"
A Gallant Premier.
I started to hail taxi, but Prof. Jorgs
put a restraining hand on my arm.
Il insist you use my car" he urged
me miSchievously, indicating an auto
mobile which few the unmistakable flag
Of his Office. For I am hoping that
as you drive through the palace gates
the King will be looking out his window
and, seeing you aligl1t, will let me stay
on as premier a little longer"
Prof. Jorga tugged at his impressive
rust-colored beard and nodded to his
sergeant-at-arms, and in another mo-
ment the car shot forward, and one OF
the most lovable personalities of our
time became only speck in the dis
lance
1t was a few minutes before when
I arrived at the palace. I was ushered
into a reception room and to a chair, in
which / remained more or less tran
GULLY until heard the blare OF a fun
military band, which invariably sends
me rushing to q window.
] stood, my eyes riveted on the fash
ing helmets and deliberately braided
uniforms, enchanted by the spectacular
ceremony which turned out to be only
the changing of the guard.
The music and the noise of marching
feet must have muffied the sound Of a
smaller pair that had carried chubby
boy to a window at the other end of the
room