BRITISH EMPIRE: Hail! Caesar

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L. G. " I certainly will. I worked with him in perfect amity and cordiality for five or six months in Europe. I am very anxious to meet him again."

Q. Is there any one feature that you consider of supreme importance in the settlement of the chaotic affairs of Europe?

L. G. " I think acceptance of the proposal made by Mr. Secretary Hughes in his speech at New Haven earlier this year would have helped matters in Europe very greatly."*

Q. Are the Communists gaining over there?

L. G. "Well, the Communists—I don't think they are formidable. They are noisy, but they are not formidable."

Q. Have you picked up any American slang as yet?

L. G. " Oh, I've got a full month to do that. I've been reading some of your novels, though—Babbitts and Main Streets. I think they are brilliant works, but, of course, I don't know if they accurately reflect conditions and people."

Q. How long will Mr. Baldwin's Ministry last?

L. G. " Ha ! ha ! I don't think that I am prepared to answer that! "

Remarks by Lloyd George.

To Mr. Schwab. " So you are the man who built ships for us during the War and did so much to help us win. I have always wanted to meet you and I am very glad to have had the opportunity."

About Golf. " I rather think I shall play some golf. But I shall take jolly good care that the press is not there to see me at it."

About Marshal Foch. " I remember Marshal Foch, that great soldier, that brilliant soldier, that great man, who, in a military sense, was the savior of the situation—I remember his telling me that the German Army that marched across the frontier of Belgium and Luxemburg in August, 1914, was the most powerful military machine the world had ever seen, in equipment, in numbers, in organization, in training, in preparation. That was the machine we were called upon to fight."

Remarks on Lloyd George.

His Accent. " He speaks the English of the West End of London plus a very slight stressing of terminal sibilants, which is the only trace we could discern of the tongue of his youth and 'early manhood, the old Welsh language, in which he even now converses fluently among his own people. He talks like Cyril Maude, except that his ' yes' might be spelled 'yess.' " (N. Y. Tribune.)

"Lloyd George sits bent forward, mumbling drowsily, 'Hear, hear,' as all Britons do. Unlike many Britons, Lloyd George knows that the letter 'r' is part of the word 'hear' and he pronounces that letter. He could run for office here and be understood when he talked." (A. Brisbane.)

His Appearance. "What does he look like? Like a composite picture of Michael Angelo, Moses, and a two-year-old baby. . . .

" He is short, not more than five feet six, and about 60 years old. . . . Unusual are Lloyd George's eyebrows and arms. His stubby little white moustache ought not to be there. He should shave all of that face. His long, wavy white hair, stopping just short of his coat collar, is a duplicate of Henry Ward Beecher's. His eyebrows don't go with his almost cherubic face. . . .