HEART-TO-HEART TALKS.

_(The GERMAN CROWN PRINCE and Marshal HINDENBURG)._

_Hindenburg._ So your Royal Highness proposes to leave us again?

_The Prince._Yes, Marshal, I'm going to leave you for a short time. I have

made arrangements which will render my absence from the Front as little

disadvantageous as may be possible. My orders have been carefully drawn up

so as to provide for every contingency, and I trust that nothing the enemy

can do will find my stout fellows unprepared, while I am devising fresh

triumphs for them in my temporary retirement.

_Hindenburg._ We shall all regret the absence of your Royal Highness from

those fields in which you have planted new proofs both of German courage

and of German intellectual superiority; but no doubt your Highness will be

all the better for a short rest. May I, perhaps, ask the immediate cause of

your Highness's departure from the Front?

_The Prince._ No, Marshal, you mustn't, for if you do I shall not answer

you fully. _(Hums) Souvent femme varie; fol qui s'y fie_--do you know what

that means, you rogue?

_Hindenburg._ I know your Highness spoke in French, which is not what I

should have expected from one who stands so near to the throne.

_The Prince._ Now, you mustn't be angry; only dull people ever get angry.

_Hindenburg._ Your Royal Highness means to say--?

_The Prince._ I mean to say that you're not dull--not _really_ dull, you

know, and that therefore you can't be allowed to get angry about a mere

trifle. Besides, our predecessor, the GREAT FREDERICK, always spoke in

French and wrote his poetry in French--very poor stuff it was too--and had

a violent contempt for the German language, which he considered a barbarous

jargon.

_Hindenburg._ I care not what the GREAT FREDERICK may have thought as to

this matter--there are other points in which it might be well to imitate

him first rather than to remember what he thought and said about our noble

German language--but for me it is enough to know that the Emperor and King

whom I serve holds no such ideas.

_The Prince. _Of course he doesn't; he holds no ideas at all of any kind.

_Hindenburg._ At least he would be angry to hear such--

_The Prince. _Of course he would; he's dull enough in all conscience for

that or anything else.

_Hindenburg (after a pause)._ Your Royal Highness will, perhaps, forgive me

if I draw your gracious attention to the fact that I have much work to do

and but little time to do it in.

_The Prince. _Of course, my dear Marshal, of course. They're making things

warm for you, aren't they, in the direction of Arras? I was saying to

myself only this morning, "How annoying for that poor old HINDENBURG to

have his masterly retreat interrupted by those atrocious English, and to

lose thirteen thousand prisoners and one hundred-and-sixty guns, and I

don't know how many killed and wounded. Where's his wall of steel now, poor

old fellow, and his patent plan for luring the enemy on?" That's what I

said to myself, and now that we have met I feel that I must offer you my

condolences. I know what it is, though of course it wasn't _my_ fault that

we failed to bring it off against the French at Verdun. Heigho! I'm really

beginning to believe that I shall never see Paris.

_Hindenburg._ !!! !!! !!!

_The Prince._ You needn't look so stuffy, dear old thing. I'm going. But

remember _I_ shall be your Emperor some day; and then what shall I do with

you? I know; I shall have you taught French.

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[Illustration: DYNASTIC AMENITIES.

LITTLE WILLIE (_of Prussia_). "AS ONE CROWN PRINCE TO ANOTHER, ISN'T YOUR

HINDENBURG LINE GETTING A BIT SHAKY?"

RUPPRECHT (_of Bavaria_). "WELL, AS ONE CROWN PRINCE TO ANOTHER, WHAT ABOUT

YOUR HOHENZOLLERN LINE?"]

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[Illustration: _Sergeant._ "PUT YOUR THUMBS DOWN BEHIND THE SEAMS OF YOUR

TROUSERS, NUMBER SIX! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THE SEAMS OF YOUR TROUSERS

ARE PUT THERE FOR?"]

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