Thirteen Years of a Busy Woman's LifeAlec-Tweedie, Mrs. (Ethel)
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Thirteen Years of a Busy Woman's Life
Alec-Tweedie, Mrs. (Ethel)
Alec-Tweedie, Mrs. (Ethel), -1940; Great Britain -- Intellectual life -- 20th century
“There were lots of gorgeous servants everywhere with red liveries
emblazoned with gold. Most of them wore white silk stockings
and black shoes with buckles. There were endless officials from
the Lord Chamberlain’s Office in dark blue uniforms with gold
embroidery. There were some of the most delightful old men
possible, who, they said, were Beefeaters, and had come from
the Tower of London in all their magnificence to assist at the
Court at Buckingham Palace. Numbers of men were there in black
velvet or cloth, with steel buttons, little white lace frills,
silk stockings, and a sword, probably the most becoming costume
a modern man ever wore, and there were many wonderful uniforms
with breasts ablaze with Orders and medals. These gentlemen were
specially favoured and allowed to go with their women-folk, but,
of course, they were not presented. A man is only presented to the
King at a Levée, and when at a Court and their ladies pass the
Royal Presence, the men disappear and join them in a later room.
Then there were beautiful men of the Body Guard, all gentlemen of
importance, who wore splendid uniforms and big brass helmets. There
are only forty-eight in this Royal guard, so most of them were
present, and I was sorry for them standing on show in their heavy
clothes for hours and hours. At the last Court one of them fainted
twice, they say.
“It was all so beautiful I hardly know how to describe it. At the top
of the staircase was the hall, which was lovely. Hundreds of ladies
were there before us, and nearly all of them had seats. Some of the
elderly ladies thought the seats were not comfortable, but there seemed
to be banks of long sofas with gilt legs and red cushions, which formed
a welcome resting-place and an opportunity for laying down the weight
of one’s train. That train made me feel awfully grand, ‘quite too
utterly too, too,’ in fact; but, oh dear, it was heavy.
“King Edward and Queen Alexandra arrived exactly at twenty minutes
past ten. By this time we had been in the Palace about an hour. They
entered at the top end of the big hall or concert-hall, and stood on
a red velvet carpet—not on a dais—facing the organ-loft, where the
band played at intervals. Behind them were two thrones, but they stood
for one hour and a quarter while the _débutantes_ and mothers passed,
and each bowed separately to each woman or Indian Prince who passed.
The Royal pair often talked to one another, and seemed to be enjoying
themselves. The Indian Princes over for the Coronation were wonderful.
One man in gold and cream brocade wore gorgeous jewels and a ruby as
big as a florin; another was dressed in a sort of dressing-gown with
diamond buttons of enormous size; another wore a wonderful green and
gold sash, which fastened in a big bow in front over his portly form.
They were certainly a great addition to a magnificent spectacle.
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