of real feeling.

After lunch at the Piping Rock Club he returned to _Renown_, where he
had planned to hold a reception after his own heart to a thousand of
New York's children.

On _Renown_ a score of "gadgets" had been prepared for the fun of the
children. The capstans had been turned into roundabouts, a switchback
and a chute had been fixed up, the deck of the great steel monster had
been transformed into fairyland, while a "scrumptious" tea in a pretty
tea lounge had been prepared all out of Navy magic.

The tugs that were to bring off the guests, however, brought few that
could come under the heading of "kiddies." Those that were not quite
grown up, were in the young man and young woman stage. Fairyland had
to be abandoned. Roundabout and switchback and chute were abandoned,
and only that "scrumptious" tea remained in the program. It was a
pleasant afternoon, but not a "kiddies'" afternoon.

The evening was quick with crowds.

It began in a drive through crowds to the Pilgrims' Dinner at the Plaza
Hotel, and that, in itself, was a crowd. The Plaza is none of your
bijou caravanserais. It is vast and vivid and bright, as a New York
hotel can be, and that is saying a good deal. But it was not vast
enough. One great marble room could not contain all the guests,
another and another was taken in, so that the banquet was actually
spread over three or four large chambers opening out of the main
chamber. Here the leading figures of America and the leading Britons
then in New York met together in a sort of breezy informality, and they
gave the Prince a most tremendous welcome.

And when he began to speak--after the nimble scintillations of Mr.
Chauncey Depew--they gave him another. And they rose up in a body, and
moved inward from the distant rooms to be within earshot--a sight for
the Messenger in _Macbeth_, for he would have seen a moving grove of
golden chair legs, held on high, as the diners marched with their
seating accommodation held above their heads.

Crowds again under the vivid lights of the streets, as the Prince drove
to the mighty crowd waiting for him in the Hippodrome. The Hippodrome
is one of the largest, if it is not the largest, music-hall in the
world. It has an enormous sweep of floor, and an enormous sweep of
galleries. The huge space of it takes the breath away. It was packed.

As the Prince entered his box, floor and galleries rose up with a
sudden and tremendous surge, and sen