Evening Star Newspaper, April 27, 1924, Page 73

A t THE Princess, Descendant of Franklin, Revered by Paris Cabaret Patrons American Patriot, Wife of Russian of Great-Great-Granddaughter of ) the Tragedies of the War. BY STERLING HEILIG, PARIS, April 17, LL kinds of romantic and melo- dramatic things ar staged in Paris by story-tellers and re- | turned tourists, but now and Then things happen which could only lippen in Paris, truly. The tragic | doings of the Princesse de Wary at the Lapin Agile in these presept days &re such exactly. She is the ter of Benjamin ends raight ©ld philosopher first brought vlouds; who Evening Pos ©r the five tion of resent the Co She is Madeleine sraduate liploma in 1ty of Paris, Ereat- srand daugh- rankbin. She de- from our illustrious and statesman, who electricity from the founded' the Saturday 4 1728; who was one X Who drafted the Declara- | : 3 ! Independence, and who rep- | 4 ‘ i the Continental Congress at | rt of Versailles, Frankl Oxford of an from t science e Univer- s also u genuine | L princess She met the students at th ing to b practice Warypaew, * d prince w they were he prepar- ofessor of medical Sorhonnc He is Boris de | Wary, descend- | it of old Tartar families whose no- | hility after th rallied to | Russian crown TRey were married with due pomp at St. Petersburg on May 14, 1915 at the romantic, patriotic and dramatic moment when a feudal Tartar prince | was a great personage in imperial | Russia, actually m nd a| professor of medicine. capable of or- | ganizing an tary service, | was searce was both he rie? in Rus- | sian ich, powerf : happ. Th : | bilizing He i { { young and enormously busy ss became her irator te, 1 oth. husband’s he rejoicing And whe Warrpaew) was inee (Dir. Boris de wppointed to th high 'post of surseon an troops sent to v front. Madeleine France and smeral ¢ fisht Ru: anied I nee's 1 in in ND now her unive ikie (kreat rsity degrers, mreat he auty and ), Ereat soc marriage, title distinetic Jors iy wnd poli n France Franklin Ameriea’s and great-great-zranddaughter Poor Rtichard MADELEINE FRANKLIN (PRINCESS DE WARY), PHOTOGRAPHED miceas B PARIS BEFORE THE WAR. e emtt T 1. | tied round the forehead whom Corot | happy and ruined in their private < s S | painted into =0 many of his Italian | means, became demoralized. SR landscapes and who still welcomes| I quote, specifically, Georges-Michel, B e s tourists at the landing stage L Capri. | in the Cri de Parie, that, one night, i Just before the war, I, -u‘r\im»_uhc princess was awakened by la- Heilig, in near-Bohemian days, fre- | mentable cries of her two children. r\- mian resorts of quented the Lively Rabbit moderately. | De Wary was in the act 6f attempte ‘:;:,_ Lo _Guinchard was my good friend. The | ing to poison them, that the poor kids L young genius, Danilo, was in and out. | might “not grow up to learn of the So were Nos. 1, 2 and 3 and others. | decadence of their parents.” The | Observe, 1 speak with great discre- | plural seems impertinent. | tion. AIl Montmartre knew who kill-| Madeleine de Wary fled with the |ed Frede's son, vet nobody told a|two boys, after having got her hus- | word, to justice nor to public. iband into a sanatorium in Serbia of | which he had been formerly director. From this establishment the prince | escaped and fled, half-crazy, across Europe. The Lively Rabbit is in Europe, and those who have been in Paris easily | |return to Paris. Only God knows how a devoted wife will hunt out the| |father of her children, no mauer: al the re ithe Butte style nat- of Paris- the old tourists in the Latin Q but t dolled up fo th Lively but Rabbit not in other the perhaps, to ings the art-| By a strange coincidence, a month | before the killing, Harry Ellis took a | Rashlight photograph for me, of those at “the great table”—the same table { where the boy was shot at 3 o'clock |of a summer's afternoon, nobody be- |ing present! Danilo is today deceased. ! 0ld Frede never spoke an intelligible historic wine | Word about the thing, only weeping whers ston Leroux staged |loudly, for months, with dramatic |how he skids around a noisome night. | the last chapter of “Le Roi* Mystere,” | Gestures, | How did do Wary find the Lively | the Catecombs. Perched on | | Rabbit? ! e e e How did forlorn A. E. F. boys find | old building rambles, | Frede, good scout always, has since |\ li€ering on in Paris when de- with |its additions, along the last|become a nursing father to unfortu- | °0-¢d and broke? His money gone, | ountry village strect remaining in|nates who call upon him, so have |™3"Y @ man has found protection in | be City of Light. | grief and (perhaps) superstition mel- | °\d Frede, in the rue des Saules. | At the |lowea nis heart. Good old Frede:| G003 Heavens, what a street! It is vlace the | Many an A. E. F. 1ad, after armistice, | 3_festering country lane in mid- ‘wxecution,” or mysterious killing, as | broke and bewildered in Paris, had | .. inhabited by rubss who have men choose to put it) of Frede's son | good cause to remember gratefully ::"""c" """: s;’]‘;h““"";'d things | he year bufore the war. [ the uncouth old proprietor of a rough | we ooty o etimss. waar b e | That same year Madeleine Frank- | near-inn, used as a “cabaret” by gen- ‘;M"dn;;‘ i L s i in, engaged girl in Paris society, was | uine Bohemians, on the country vil- ' | Loying 4 hat every afternoon and |lage helghts of Montmartrer - || The prince, indeed, is terrible. Few | tew frocks every week or so. If she - have patience with him, for he is a | read about the mystery of Danillo | rE SEAEIC Ick AN, & EEeMt juXn “““I und the despair of Frede it was as |/ TUSSIAN prince, they say, when Off at a tangent, doing all things Sonutbing toust; andl tec nwar] ruined, either commits suicide rom ber, which could not imagina- 10 takes to drink “like a prince.” Vis: botiah Har e Tifs, Svert | This is not entirely true. The P |Grand Duke Alexander, whose wife | ET old Jrede, still todas pro- |15 d2ughter of one czar-and sister of Dprictor of the Lively Iabbit, 1s|another, lives courageously in a the good Samaritan who protects the |Small. cold, - darksome, damp and rincess after having saved the | Out-of-the-way ground-floor flat of rine—not once, but fifty times, | the Passy district, which I should e betacc s tarsibie not care to inhabit. On the other Ol Frede. with his double-beaver, | hand, the grand duke has a moderate artist's model's long hair and guitar | income from unfailing sources. (they say he cannot talk without a| Prince de Wary did not commit auitar to fumble) is own brother to |suicide. . no matter what mud. hat othcr Ncapolitan in brigand's| When Russia quit the allies Rus- | vhere else could a Tartar prince hat over brigand’s red handkerchief |sian troops in France, depressed, un- {live? but—its vers honesty is essly erude and brusque Could such romantic shaking of a great lady’s high position happen elsewhere than in Paris and at any other time in our craz down story The Lively Itabbit, in the romantic ue des Saules, is the shop king of the v its ramshackle It was said that his son got only ry what was coming to him. Anyhow, Liv Rabbit there took historic assassination (or ye greatly, even worst things for his | own good. | * ¥ x % i OMEHOW, some time, Madeleine de | Wary found the prince fevering ! in and out of Frede's. The shade of | the old trees is pitiful. Here none{ will criticize your clothes. The Bo- hemnians (not bums, you know, but men who once loved art and learning, | and got stuck along the road of them —sometimes the first 1ap!) have an off-hand, furtive charity (in the good old sense) for all who get stuck, in AT THE “LAPIN AGILE”" THE BOHEMIAN RESORT OF MONTMARTRE, WHERE THE GREAT _ . SRANBLIN NJGHTLY. RECITES HER OWN VERSES TO EARN 0 B z SUNDAY | whom 1 jone of the | French government, when some qu { Freneh Franklins | tho great-great-cranddaughter of the | “your unworthy gourds may fill with | the lugubrious Rue des Saulex. GREAT . GRANDDAUGHTER OF BENJAMIN A LIVING, THE MAN WITH THE GUITAR IS FREDE, THE PROPRIETOR, TAR. WASHINGTON, D. C., APRIL 27, 3 ! | { | { | Old Regime, One of In Passy? Tut, tit! In thé rue des| Saules, when you are a man of intel- lect with fringed and muddy pants you can rent a room for-a franc & day—and probably be given ‘time to raise it. So the devotgd wife went, simply, to | the Lapin Agile, not by apy taste or | choice, you can imagine well, but to assume a strategic position. There | only she could .keep an eye on the prince. t Theré too the really revenues of the establishment (for tourists know that it is genuine if | rough) permit KFrede to pay handsome enough cachets to a genuine princess ' considerable 1924 —PART 5. who recites her genuine own French verses-—she who is of Oxford and the Sorbonne, and descended straight trom Benjamin Franklin. Do they appreciate her? vere her! She has ne They re- r sought to make capi- tal, in her distress, .of birth, social| position, title by rriage, war charities and services, Ligh political connections, or other handle. In particular (and here Americans think highly of her conduct) she has seemed, even, to refuse resolutly any | exploitation of her direct descent | from Franklin . { 1t must not be thought strange that | descendants of Benjamin Franklin by | sons bearing his name should be | found fn Europe. One of such sons! was acknowledged by him. but aban- doned when the son, who hiad become colonial governor of New Jersey, took sides with England in the revolution. The history of the son und of his de- scendants belonged, afterward, to hus Leen there s Europe and India. and these descend- | - ppthers weeaval . [tent to sit farther b ants have wel =it i ‘g:i‘m;.rr :y;.\m',-.“ll prefor One of the male ot oA The ERnRen 1o%E ago, Wk & Farls newspapr man | O e botel or if he d # PR AWEPARE Y| an Anterice replace e ac often met, and last saw g merfcun, to replace taunic acid 3| with cocktails at the b k1 lunches of our ,l vockale fl‘l bt 5 The tea hour is “the” hour in Lux- Press Assoctation of or. It is then that the jamin, and the i - which the Winter Palgce is the most important—are at their liveljest All the tourists are back from their excursions to the Valley of the Tombs of the Kings. Medinet Abu, Karnak and the other glorieg of the past, and tea is not on an appropriate social funetion but a welcom mulant 4 tiring da broili v BY KARL K. KITCHEN, OU can tell how long any one has been in Luxor by the spot where he takes tex the terrace of the Winter Place A new urrival invariabi i edge to get an unol of the Nilo. The on Hote! hugs view days is con- beron known to tuke nis the other sid pens to on descendants, t | Anglo-American Paris. His name is Ber tion of an honoruble arose during the about the desc ppointment bud not a doubt nt of the various At the gr destitute Russian was recognized by sor friends; and when th what she was doin, simply: “Come and ning, at the Lapin Agi benafit artists, sembly for Madelcine of her old asked her answer: some e in th EH The Winter Pual i& the rendez- us for all the foreign colony of Luxor at this hour. On its spacious terrace, which flanks the Nile for the entire length of the hotel, or in its beautiful gardens are be found the most famous travelers, the great- est - ligyptologists and archeologists and world celebrites who have come to Luxor to pay homage to King Tut During the day the Winter Pal and the other hotels arc practicaily deserted. Every one is climbing over ruins, visiting tombs or engaged in some form of sightseeing or adventure | But when the sun begins to set be- |vond the Libyan Hills, the terrace | garden—and bar—take on an air of |activity and gayets. And the visitor to Upper Egypt sees Luxor at its le* UT not one American tourist in fifty up to a week or %0 ago, a! though adventuring in gay parti “the soughest Bohemian resort Paris,” had-any idea that the lady refinement incongrucusly doing her “turn” toward 11 p.m. was in the | wildest way imaginably such an un- expected and impossible personage as of o American, Benjamin Franklin! Her turn come: “At present, if you are willing to make silence in the laboratory: Frede introduces her grandiioquently, honey distilled by the suave princesse, in her works '1"““- : (Not a word about Poor Richard.) | During the short winter season— The lady stands, one hand on the | it I8 now only three months—there is wine-stained table, cultured and self- | Pe3Tly always a Nile steamer, loaded possessed, but also friendly, sympa-| WIth tourists, at the river bank. thetic, one might feel, even, confi-| Jneir Whita-clad passengers swell dential with these roughnecks, in a|the animated throng in and about silk robe a volants of the vintage of { th® hotel—completing a picture 1913, declatming in a sweet, firm|Which for oolor and exotic high voice, her lines beginning: |lights is not surpassed anywhere. “En revivant tes joies, | White-robed native waiters move Tu revivras tes peines (Live again your joys, vou will live again your pain).” The sloshing waiters even knew the lines by heart. It is a moment of oy 410 panks of the Sweet Nile. sentiment, of pure emotions of poor{ But even more ugreeable than the humanity, love leading life and all| -t VS8 OOR0 SEPRERDE Hen oS :::“e?’:o‘" ;:‘:;c :';fi Joen crowd is | Jpout by the lato afternoon breeze— . o - e at least to many tourists—is the me- 5 “‘ S mElgCorss 8 ¥ | tallic rattle of the cocktail shakers Sre chabbier | 7 the Winter Palace bar. A tragic ficure enters. s | Luxor Hotel the Tut-ankh-Amen than the"Christ in Tatters, but solid, | © \\ 1 s the drink of the hour. tall, big-boned and hairy, although | > e N8 | But at the Winter Palace “double the face is as white as plaster against Srer o ieurit kA | ary Martinis” the black frippery of an anclent frock | (7 TRXtRl e 4% TlEeln Aad coat. To the princess he holds out r¥ © d‘l"’d o ae the hand, she standing there as white | * 00 Bandies 3 wicked shaker. and haggard as himself. | . Then, recelving from her what he| ]~ Such surroundings—the .bar and > |4 the terrace of the Winter. Palace seeks in his hand, upsetting chairs | 1o, W I and table in his haste, the apparition | 27¢ the high spots in Egypt, in the disappears into the dripping night of OPinion of many travelers—the events |of the day are recounted as the sun jand the most marvelous pastrie: | From the lobby may be heard the ! strains of dance music, for the dan- | sant is part of the round of pleasure stops = = | and its golden glow. is replaced by a Playing Tag.. | silver, shimmering dask. -And it is Porter—Were you trying to catch |here that you get the “low down” on the train, sir? the tomb of King Tut-ankh-Amen. Would-be Passenger—Oh, no, I merely wanted to chase it out of the station. dred tourists, who visit Luxor tomb of Tut-ankh-Amen is merely the excuse and not the | their trip. And those who are per- find it the.least impressive of all the “sights” in upper Egypt. The Great Temple of Karnak is the stellar at- tracaion of Luxor. thing else in this part of the world— in fact, everything elso in Egypt. At tea time the air around the Win- ter Palace is filled with rumors about the tomb, and what its excavators have discovered. Every one.who has been to the valley of the tombs of the kings returns with some story about alleged happenings there—the deadly curse of the tomb on its de- spoilers, its hidden store of jewels and treasure, the latest deductions of Howard Carter and his archeologlst collaborators. Prof. James Breastead, the famous American egyptologist of Chicago; A. C. More and Prof. Percy Newberry, who 1s one of the greatest authorities on the valley of the tombs of the kings, are.surrounded by questioning friends who are intent upon hearing the significance of the latest didcov- eries. When Howard Carter appears upon the scene, as he often does, for he has a villa on the opposite bank of the Nile near Gournash, he is the cynosure of all eyes. There-is no question that he is the hero of the hour—as far as the tourists are con- cerned. In his white sun helmet and gray flannels Howard Carter, despite his small stature, is a picturesque figure. Despite the fact that everything hotele—af | Iabouc the terrace with trays of tea| At the | sinks behind the yellow Libyan hills | For ninety-nine out of every hun- the | reason for | mitted to sce its interior invariably | it dwarfs every- | fexcept the shrines protecting the sar- |cophagus, has been removed, and is ieither in Cairo or boxed up for future | | shipment, it 1= amusing to find scores jof natives peddling hundreds of sca- {rabs, beads, ornaments, jewels and even statues alleged to have been |found in the tomb. And it is ever | more amusing to find tourists buying ck, whils the |large quantities of this junk, which is w The one octed by the natives manufactire of fake is of the most important dustries in Laxor, which has a native | population of some 15,000. Scarabs turned out by the th®usand. ery authentic antique is duplicated thousandfold, with the result that every day more fraudulent antiques {are sold than the‘tomb of Tut-ankh- Amen could hold if every one of its |chambers were filled to overflowing. ia one of King Tut's rings. stout lady tourist from Pelliam Manor to me, proudly exhib- iting a badly made tation gold ring set with a pale biue scarab. “How much did you pay for 1 asked, for T wanted to Le polite, espe- cially as I was most comfortably seated on the terrace overlooking the Nile "VE got said a T always call “Oomly 125 plasters i it's so much the piasters plasters. casier,” she explained. “Let me see, that's $6 in real money. The man who sold it to me offcred to give me a written guarantee that it was ger uine. Think of having 2 ring that was worn by King Tut (she pro- nounced it to rhyme with mut) thir- | teen hundred and fifty years before Christ. Isn't it wonderful? ! Fortunately, I was able to turn the | | conversation to the lateen salls of a | boat on the shimmering river below | and the gorgeous twilight—not to| mention the arrival of an encore of | “double dry Martinis"—which distracted | the attention of my overcredulous com- | panion. | An inspection of the shops near the Winter Palace—the most important | stores of Luxor are located here on | the bank of the Nile—revealed the| greatest collection of junk—grim- cracks and geegaws—I ever saw out- side of a five-tnd-ten-cent store. Yet | they were filled with tourists who | bought Birmingham antiques and mail order tapestries at prices that| enable the shopkeepers to live for nine months without working. Oc sionally, after a great deal of har gling, an American of the cloak and suit manufacturing type will strike a | fair bargain and get 10 per cent off for cash, but the majority of the pur- chases have only a sentimental value. Between tea and dinner is the shop- | ping time, for the day is taken up| with sightseeing, and .after dinner | one rarely leaves his hotel—or his Nile steamer if he is visiting upper Egypt in that fashion. The night train for Cairo, thirteen hours away, | | I [ *tound in the tomb of Tut-ankh-Amen, | | o'clock funetion. s | would leo leaves at 7 pam. and the departing tourists have to purchase souvenirs for the “folks at home. * * % = R at the Winter Palace—and, I pointed out beforc, everybody x anybody puts up there—is an § It is distinetly for- s and only where cafe- re in its or, nd N who mal in respect resident of Los A terias and tooth, dream of room without a fried the opposite sex, a gown. The meal is a t; d'hote afair of the Grand Hotel tvpe, served by Nu- bians attired in white costumes that look like a cross bhetween a night- go'vn and an ill-fitting pair of paja- mas. The courses interminable vogue, dining if of beh entering shirt, low are and even if you enter the dining room when the doors open after ¢ Lefore cigarettes. The is excellent, if y la Ture, and the cigarett joy Bgyptians, are the last And right here I might as buni: Laypt speaking. there is 1 thing as as an lgyptian cigarette. No tobac- is grown in Fgypt The cigarettes that are made in Egypt are made of Turkish tébacco. But that does prevent them from being the finest cigarettes in the ld—handmade of the choicest tobacco grown in the est soil in Turk And a cup of superlatively good Turkish coffee followed by a superfine cigarette, not fprgetting a cordial, makes one for- it will be long h coffee and by the way u are fond of cafe s, if you en- word. well de- Strictly we harm of Luxor Most Impressive After Day’s Sightseeing Is Ended Sunset at Egyptian Resort Brings Greater Activity get the flies, dirty donkey-boys, blind beggars and complaining tourists that one has encountered during the strenuous sun-scorched day. If one is fortinate enough to be in Luxor during the full moon there is nothing more i in all Egypt than an visit to the great temp k. less than two miles away. alone wortl the trip to Egypt—the most massive and imposing ruin in the world When I returned to the winter pal- ace after my visit to Karnak, with its marvelous temples, pylons and pillars of Rameses the Great, T e countered Mohammed Bey Fahmy, the governor Luxor. enjoying a cigar ette on the moonlit terrace. “You have been to Karnak?" ed, guessing how 1 had spent the of e 1 replied : Then vou writy have something to about when you get back to America,” he added, with genial smile. “For you have seen the most marvelots sight in Egypt.” And before T called it a night unde: the mosquito-bar o - bed in the hotel, | was tempted to take a drink of Nile wate: g heard that he who had drunk of it must return tc the land of the Pharaohs. But the memory of the tomb of Tut-ankh- Amen flashed thraugh my mind, and 1 ordered a ch and soda instead I dow't want to take any chances: of returning—unti! 1 am ready to lis down beside King Tut for a long | areamless sleep. (Copyright, 1924.) Grant’s Birthday Anniversary (Continued from First Page.) many other reliable accounts, of Lee's surrender of his sword to Gen. Grant is sheer fiction. thought of his sword and he assures us that Lee never did, either. After the formalities of the sur- render were over Gen. Lee lst Grant understand that his army was hung) and Grant directed him to send offi- cers down to the trains of supplies that the Union forces had captured in Grant never and help himself to what he needed. | The two leaders then separated as cordially as they had met, Lee return- ing to his own line victory, but Grant stopped thern. He knew Lec had a sore heart, and he The Union forces | began firing salutes in honor of the | | A GREAT joy filled the heart of one and a great grief the heart o: | the other. but no slightest revela- |tion of those deeps was made by | either, oniy, when Lee went back to |his army and bade his men fare- | well as they were paroled home. hc {was able to say only three brief | sentences to those loyal soldiers, s tender was his bruised heart Suffering and sacrifice and deatd on the field were at an end, and life was to go on uninterrupted by the busines war. Grant bad con summated the wish that lay in Pre: 1dent Lincoln's heart. he had finished o great work, he had completed the thing he had set out to do, and his { habit of life had made the Union an unquestioned thing from that day tr this of would not make the defcat harder to | bear than it was. They were all to be once more brothers under one flag, and that readjustment was a delicate matter requiring skillful handling. The following day, before Grant set out for Washington to urge the | discontinuance of further purchase of supplies for the Army, he rode out between two lines and Lee rode for- ward to meet him. After pleasantly conversing upon various matters. Grant urged Lee to use his all-power- ful influence to persuade the other southern generals to surrender with- out further shedding of blood. While these two talked,.the Union men ob- | tained permission to cross over and talk with the Confederates. and they seemed, all of them, to have for- gotten that they had ever been ene- | mies. Grant remarked upon the simplic- ity of the surrender when it actually came. It had been looked forward to for years, and yet when it arrived Low simple it was after all—two men, two leaders of men, speaking pleasantly together, then the terms, and then further talk, and somehow | he knew that great events are always simple when they come. . Grant might T mistakes, he could learn from his opponents, but he couldn’t be deflected from a pur- pose, he would recognize defca or move backward while the uneon- quered ‘enemy was before him. Sim- ple, direct, steady, undaunted and un- afraid, determined and steadfast, man that completed the thing he had | set out to do. Out of such drudger: is genius born. With what a marvelous under- standing of the real Grant has H M. Shrady, the sculptor df tle monu- ment, portrayed the obscure olerk who rose out of that obscurity to be a military genius. The eve ‘s fa cinated with the group of chargine horses, iw dimmed with pity as rests on the weary sroup of artiller: |as it moves once more into ac¢tion; but powerful as each grodp is, the domi- nant note is the solitary rider, sword- less, an old Army hat slouched over his grimly determincd faok, listening to the battle whose thunder the pointed ears of the horse have caught, whose smoke the delicale nostrils have scented. Grant. the laconic and the ‘doter- mined. an apex figure in a pyramidal beauty of charging cavalry and of straining artillery, while the flag of his country lies safely guarded be- neath the paws of the lions groupéd about his tense, motioniess seif wresting from defeat a great victory horse and rider are -both tense and motionless, let and determined, and fashionirg from combat and war a great peace. It is a magnificent | monument. grandly conceived amd | superbly wrought, a perfect tribute | to the man who welded the Unjon to- gether in a strength it had never known before. © t Father of a Dozen. | “¥es” said the principal of ‘the vyoung ladies’ seminary to the proud parent, “you ought to be happy, my dear sir, to be the father of so large |a family, all the members of which |appear to be so devoted to one an- | other. | “Large family! Devoted!” {the old gentleman gasped in amaaement. | “What on carth do you mean?’ | “Why, yes, indeed,” sald thy prin- | cipal, beaming through her glasses. | “No fewer than eleven of Edith's brothers have been here this term to | take hef out, and she tells mo_she expects the tall ome with the blue eyes is coming again tomorrow.” 3