Italian Letters of a Diplomat's Wife: January-May, 1880; February-April, 1904Waddington, Mary King
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Italian Letters of a Diplomat's Wife: January-May, 1880; February-April, 1904
Waddington, Mary King
Rome (Italy) -- Social life and customs
The King gave W. his audience to-day at one. He went off most properly
attired, _with_ his Italian ribbon. He generally forgets to put on his
orders, and was decidedly put out one day in Paris when he arrived at a
royal reception _without_ the decoration the sovereign had just sent
him. The explanation was difficult--he could hardly tell the King he had
forgotten. W. got back again a little after two, and said the interview
was pleasant enough--the King very gracious, and he supposed, for him,
talkative; though there were long pauses in the conversation--he leaning
on his sword, with his hands crossed on the hilt as his father always
did--spoke about the Queen, said she was in Rome, and he believed Madame
Waddington had known her when she was Princess de Piedmont. I never was
presented to her--saw her only from a distance at some of the balls. I
remember her quite well at a ball at the Teanos in a blue dress, with
her beautiful pearls. I hope she will receive us. He talked less
politics than the Pope; said France and Italy, the two great Latin
races, ought to be friends, and deplored the extreme liberty of the
press; knew also that W. was in Rome for the first time, and hoped he
would have fine weather. He did not ask him anything about his interview
with the Pope. W. said the reception was quite simple--nothing like the
state and show of the Vatican. There was a big porter at the door of the
palace, two or three servants on the stairs, and two officers,
aides-de-camp, in the small salon opening into the King's cabinet.
Soon after he came in we had visits--Hooker, Monsignor English, a French
priest, head of St. Louis des Français, and Del Monte, whom I hadn't yet
seen. He was so nice and friendly--doesn't look really much older,
though he says he feels so. I told him it seemed unnatural not to have a
piano. He would have brought his cello, and we could have plunged into
music and quite forgotten how many years had passed since we first
played and sang the "Stella Confidente."
[Illustration: King Humbert of Italy.]
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