The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-01-28

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T ARLY in 1919, when he was "a,
II he came home to England.
Much of his time he spent trying
to help his comrades who were
doing their best to rehabilitate
themselves in civilian life.
He suffered the same violent
postwar reactions that they did.
He joined in the mad whirligig of
those mad years.
Then came his first trip to Can
ada.
Downing Street and Buckingham
Palace between them would try
a great experiment. They would
send this youth, with the quick
eager smile and the wistful look
In his eyes, to Canada.
1t was possible that he might
do much toward binding up the
wounds that Canada had suffered.
And he might kindle afresh the
torches of loyalty and Empire
love.
Off he went. When he returned,
those who had sent him knew that
in the young Prince they had an
asset that was beyond all calcula-
ton He had recemented the
British Empire. He had smiled his
way into the heart of the world.
n
nTHER trips followed: Austria
" liza and New Zealand, South
Africa, India, Japan. West Africa,
South America, the United States,
with more trips to Canada The
Prince was a busy man.
Not only had he developed into
a master salesman for Empire
sentiment and loyalty, but he had
become the worlds greatest sales
man for British goods. He was
called the Prince of Sales.
Then in the late fall of 1923,
when ne was on private hunt
ing trip to East Africa, came the
word of his fathers serious illness.
Back in London he found new du-
ties and vastly increased RESPONSE
bilities.
1t is fact now that the Prince
Charming of the world is gone
forever. In his place stands the
King. Much of his viewpoint to-
ward life has been altered. He
has matured, has taken on the fin
est qualities that are contained in
the word dignity"
LIS shy and boyish manner is
Il l. gone. He has looked far too
many men square in the eyes and
gripped their hands, to suffer
longer from what once was rightly
called Illustration.
He still fuses with his tie at
long draWn-out ceremonies, but
he is far less nervous than some
years ago. His temper still can
flare up to a white heat. He is
less patient with bores, but 1 would
say he is even more considerate
and more thoughtful.
Never had he previously had
anything approaching the genuine
popularity and love that he enjoys
at this moment with the great
masses of the British Isles.
In the apartment that I once
occupied at 10 Park Place, only a
block or two away from st.
James'S Palace the little parlor
maid told me how on the previous
evening she had stood for an hour
or more outside a theater in the
hope of getting a glimpse of King
George and Queen Mary. But
she had failed.
Which member of the royal
family would you like most to see?'
I questioned.
"Oh, sir, the Prince of Wales!"
We'll, you're a young girl and
you want to see your romantic
Prince" l concluded.
"Oh, no, sir; it isn't that at all.
It's because he is SO good to all
us poor. He's trying every way he
can to help US"
TN cold type her answer loses
Il much Of it's warmth and touch
ing sincerity. But is was the true
heart of the millions of England's
submerged and helplessly unem-
ployed speaking.
Never has an English Prince or
King walked among the common
and lowly as he has done.
There was the time when. out
side long one-story frame build
ing in London, car drew up. In
side the building were a hundred
or SO unemployed men and women,
with a scattering of children. A
radio was playing.
These men and women had left
their shabby little homes, and here
in bright and friendly surround
ingS had met to work and gossip
and for an hour or two break the
deadly monotony Of their work
less days.
The man quickly stepped from
the car, STROBE up the narrow