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steadily than any little lift We evei
saw in any mans hotel. They say
il has never been out of order in
Ia years. What a record. Some
other little elevators in Imperial
Valley and elsewhere might well
look to their laurels.
And. now, Lloyd George has closed
out his account in public life. He
retires as belted Earl. Don't know
so much about that "belted'-he
seems to have kept his girth pretty
well down through all the years and
his work pretty well up. What a
worker he was. My, what a lot of
work he did during that first World
war. He carried two or three port
foliOs and when there seemed to
be a stoppage in munitions. he
created another portfolio and took
that on himself. Nothing seemed
to make the munitions flow until
the genial little Lloyd George turned
/ the warmth of his personality upon
the old molasses barrel i'm jan
uary. Nothing stopped them after
that.
When it came to state papers and
public utterances of delicate and
difficult nature he seemed equally
productive of results. We have
thought that we had two or three
cracker jacks i'm the realm of public
diplomatic utterance during this
second World war; but they have
really had nothing on the little
Welsh Premier who is at last re-
warded with his Earldom to go home
and play with. Let's see if he does
it. You should have heard him
make a public address to the nation
and all the nations right in the
middle of the fateful year 1917. 1t
was Canada day, the birthday of
that overseas dominion. That
morning they held a service in
Westminster Abbey with the King
and Queen and the Prince OF
Wales strolling along - absolutely
it was like strOlling - toward the
high altar. And there tOddling along
behind them a little boy in brown
snuff suit of clothes bringing up
the rear. There were all the dig
nitaries who got credit for running
the war, and there was that little
mustachiOed Welshman who really
ran it, bringing UP the rear; and
if they'd stroll, by gOlly he'd stroll
too.
That afternoon in that same snuff
colored suit of business clothes he
really took hold and ran the war
a little while in Queens Hall for
everybody to see and hear. Like
the most accomplished English
speaker he didn't carry a note, not
a scratch of memorandum. Like
Marc Anthony he simply spoke right
on. The speech, largely addressed
to the German chancellor and
through him to the world came out
just as home spun as an old pair
of gloves or pair of sOX. He cracked
Jokes as any American high grade
statesman would have DONE, with
as little effort or attempt at impress
siveness, as if he were talking to
sub committee of some Chamber OF
Commerce; but one could see by
paying close attention how perfect
was the diction and the firm hold
on the elastic English tongue.
| What a contrast in the departure
of Lloyd George from public life in
comparison with that of William
Jennings Bryan of whom many OF
us have thought whenever the
names of the two men came up
They were alike in only one or two
very simple matters. They were as
far apart as the poles in all the
rest. Lloyd George went out after
serving his country at the peace
table well, and some of us thought
too well for the highest idealism
and even the best integrity. Bryan
went cut a pacifist and ali opponent
of his own government in all that
was most essential in the making Of
peace.