Royalty

Bishops. In the scarlet & gold audience chamber of Buckingham Palace last week George V, King, Emperor and Defender of the Faith, welcomed 30 bishops of the faith which he defends (Anglican).

After receiving their Reverences' homage and graciously encouraging their labors. George V concluded with words:

"God reigns!" (In British tradition "the King reigns but does not rule.")

Birds. With 8,000 barnyard birds clucking & crowing, with poultry experts from 61 nations present, H. R. H. the Duke of York opened the World Poultry Congress at London amid so many sounds that his ov,n slight stutter passed unnoticed. Aged 34 and father of one, H. R. H. genially inspected and praised "The Grandmother of English Hens," a venerable bird just seven years his junior. Red jungle fowl from India passed Royal muster as "a species believed to be direct descendants of the ancestors of all barnyard fowl."

Books. Small Princess Elizabeth, 4, merry and lisping daughter of the slightly stuttering Duke of York delighted Scotsmen last week by doing her own shopping at the tiny bookshop in Forfar, near her mother's home.

"I've seen that! I've seen that already!" cried Baby Betty as book after book was produced. But at last H. R. H. found what she wanted, popped open her purse, spent 6d. of her own money for the first time in her life.

Black. English, Scotch, Welsh and Irish were the nurses chosen to attend George V during his desperate illness (TIME, Dec. 3, 1928 et seq.). Last week Irishwomen were one up on Englishwomen, Scotch-women, Welshwomen. Nurse Catherine Black (Irish) was appointed permanent nurse to His Majesty, installed at Buckingham Palace in comfortable chambers.

Brocade. Queen Mary in a gown of turquoise blue brocade and wearing one of the new long lace afternoon coats (Her Majesty's being of green and red gold lace) appeared with George V on the lawn of Buckingham Palace last week for the Royal Garden Party.

Soon a light rain sent some of the guests scuttling into the Palace, but not their Majesties, nor those true Britons who knew their etiquette. It is a noble tradition that the Royal Garden Party is never called off because of rain. Sheltered beneath capacious umbrellas. Their Majesties strolled about as though not a drop were falling, zealously attended by Vice Chamberlain Jack Hayes, a Laborite who used to be a policeman.

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