50 WITH MR. CHAMBERLAIN IN THE 



Hyde. It was Mansfield's great part, and he played 

 it remarkably well. There was a packed house, the 

 President and his wife occupying the box opposite 

 to ours. 



One of the earliest social functions we attended 

 was an afternoon reception — 5 to 7 — in Mr. Cham- 

 berlain's honour given by Doctor and Mrs. N. S. 

 Lincoln. Of the many ladies who were present on 

 this occasion some wore morning dress, and others 

 low-necked evening attire, which struck me as odd. 

 I recollect meeting there two pretty Miss Tiffanys 

 who hailed from Baltimore. They asked me to 

 indicate which was Mr. Chamberlain. When I 

 pointed him out, one of them exclaimed, " Why ! I 

 guess he's just lovely ! " They paid no such com- 

 pliment to me, alas ! My old friend Edmund Yates 

 had cabled to me at New York to send him a few 

 notes of our doings for The World, and I couldn't 

 resist telling him this little story, which the Pall 

 Mall reproduced with an illustration. I'm not sure 

 that the Chief quite appreciated it when he saw it. 

 The artist, Mr. (now Sir) F. C. Gould, hardly did 

 him justice on that occasion. The Westminster 

 Gazette had not been born then. 



We were having abnormally hot weather for the 

 time of year in Washington, which enabled me to 



