The sunny side of diplomatic life, 1875-1912

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Harper & brothers, 1914 - Ambassadors' spouses - 336 pages
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Page 79 - ... country, bounded on the east by the rising sun, on the west by the evening star, on the north by the aurora borealis, and on the south by manifest destiny; to become, under the hand of God, the greatest nation on the globe.
Page 246 - ... always plays as a prelude or an improvisation the first bars of a favorite song of his I used to sing. He sends me a copy of everything he composes, and always writes the opening bars of that song on the first page. Among others, we find our friend Marquise de Podesta. She is a sort of ladyin-waiting to ex-Queen Isabella of Spain. I went to see her at the Queen's beautiful palace in the Avenue Kleber. I was delighted when she asked me if I would like to make the acquaintance of the Queen. I went...
Page 259 - Do you know what I did?" he asked me. "I suppose," I answered, "you went on writing, all the same." "No. You could never guess," he laughed. "I sat in a bath-tub all day. In this way no one could come and disturb me and I was left alone. "Tubs," I remarked, "seem to belong to celebrities. Diogenes had one, I remember, where he sat and pondered.
Page 299 - No, I have not," answered the surprised Kaiser. "Oh, how queer! You ought to go there. The French people would just love to see you." "Do you think so?" said the Emperor with a smile. Thus encouraged, she enlarged on her theme and, speaking for the whole French nation, continued gushingly, "And if you would give them back Alsace and Lorraine they would simply adore you." The Kaiser, looking at her gravely, as if she had solved a mighty problem, said, "I never thought of that, madame.
Page 74 - We put poison in every attractive way we can think of all about, but they seem to like it and thrive upon it. Johan, having had a Danish sailor recommended to him, allows him to live in a room up-stairs and to help a little in the house while waiting for a boat. He is very masterful in his movements, and handles the crockery as if it were buckets of water, and draws back the portieres as if he were hauling at the main-sheet. Mr. Robeson (Secretary of the Navy), who ought to know le dernier cri on...
Page 158 - Ou est votre piano, chere madame?' and looked all about for the piano, though it was within an inch of his nose. 'Oh, Monseigneur! Would you, really . . .?' advancing toward the piano triumphantly. 'You are too kind. I never should have dared to ask you.
Page 15 - My kingdom for a glass of whiskey; I haVe just dined at the White House." Others call the White House dinners "the life-saving station." Mrs. Hayes was very nice to me. She sent me a magnificent basket of what she called "specimen flowers," which were superb orchids and begonias. On her card was written, "Thanking you again for the pleasure you gave me by your singing.
Page 59 - Have you any children?" Of course she did not understand the answers. "She was very unlucky," the King laughed, "and got things mixed up, and once began her conversation with a lady by asking, "Have .you any children?" The lady hastened to answer, "Yes, your Majesty, I have seven.
Page 286 - In the entr'acte the diplomats and the ladies and gentlemen in the first balcony were told to go to the foyer, where they were presented to the various royalties assembled there. The Empress was covered with magnificent diamonds and pearls, and the jewels displayed by all these royal ladies, and all the glittering uniforms of the princes and officers, made a splendid sight. The Emperor came toward me with a gleam of recognition and commenced in an entirely unceremonious way, shaking me heartily by...
Page 100 - ... smile, you are a little prejudiced against him. We meet him often at our friend Ross's studio at afternoon teas, where there is always a little music. Ibsen sits sullen, silent, and indifferent. He does not like music, and does not disguise his dislike. This is not, as you may imagine, inspiring to the performers. In fact, just to look at him takes all the life out of you. He is a veritable wet blanket.

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