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Show x MM HEIR II EXILE HOI . i Frosty Reception Given Former Crown Prince by Islanders in Holland. ' ' Lack of Regal Comforts Is Noted in Retreat of Frederick William. By GEORGE EENWICK, (Xew York Times-Cliieajo Tribune Cable, Copvright.) PORT OF DE HAUKES, ISLAND OF WiEEINGEN, Nov. 22. (Delayed.) As tho small government yacht, with the ex-crown princo on board, scraped j tho end of her pier this afternoon, as tho entered the harbor, I had a good f look at the "Victor of Longwy," author au-thor of the "Frisclier, Frochlicher Krieg" (Free, Happy War), who was standing on deck with his companions. For some minutes ho was only two or three yards away from mo. , lie has changed a great deal during " the five years since I saw him last in Berlin. He looks even more inano than ever, more like Simplic'issimus cartoons of himself, but he is heavier under the eyes, and his face has a somewhat bloated look. He still wears his toothbrush tooth-brush mustache. His effeminate hands toyed with the inevitable cigaret. He wore a forced and awkward smile as he returned with one finger the frigid salutes of a few people on the pier. As tho yacht came slowly alongside the landing place the ex-crown prince obviously was ill at ease, though struggling strug-gling hard to look pleasant, whilo he waited for the few formalities to be completed. It was curious to hear one of his officer companions whisper to a Dutch official, not "his higMiess may now land," but merely say slangilv, "Nun Kann Es Los Gehn" (let her iio now). William, Jr., shook hands with a few people on the vacht and they skipped jauntily it was a sad effort to appear unconcerned into a carriage waiting a few yards away. I could not holp thinking it was only about six months since tho world read the kaiser's pompous, message, beginning: "This morning William stormed tho Chbmin des Dames. " No Cheer Is Heard. Here was 'the stormer of the Chemin des Dames scrambling into a carriage, which was nothing but a dilapidafcd ,,' "growler." No soldier presented arms, not a single cheer was raised; I did not see a single hat doffed. Half a dozen portmanteaux were brought ashore, and Major von Mueller, tho ex-crown prince's adjutant, having entered the carriage, the vehicle went off at a funeral pace past scores of fishing boats, most of them long laid up on account ac-count of tho U-boat war, some of them even having been under submarine fire. x. No one appeared to be interested V enough to follow the slow-paced carriage. car-riage. The little crowd nvont off about its business. "Did you see his coat?" said a quaint old fish-wife beside me. "It still has the blood of war on it." A drive of half an hour brought the exile to his residence, the parsonage, at the littlo viHage of Osterland. Hero again he must have felt how far he had fallen. No sentry stood beforo the door. The adjutant rang the bell, and a Dutchman servant appeared and admitted ad-mitted tho strange baud of refugees. Sees Through Villa. It was last night that I sought tho island of Wieringen. A slow speaking, bndly dressed peasant oHVrcd to drive me to Osterland. Ho afterward proved to be the richest man on the island. We drove for three-quarters of an hour, and finally drew up before what might be described as a badly dressed "villa," rentable for about $2.")0 a year. It took some persuasion to get tho Dutchman in charge of the homo to show mo over it. Eventually, having consulted those German non-commissioned officors who already had arrived, I was admitted. First, I saw tho ex-crown ex-crown prince's bedroom, a very small apartment, with a single, simple iron bedstead. On a table in tho center of the room stood a large photograph and miniaturo of the ex-crown princess, together to-gether with photographs of 'tho ex-Princes ex-Princes Eitel. Fritz and Oscar. An oil stove burned brightly, and be-a be-a fore it was sprawled the exile's favor-J favor-J ite erevhound, answering to the name of PutV.el. On the table lay the ex-prince's ex-prince's first mail, a single postcard wilh a Dutch postmark, and addressed to "llerr William of Hohenzollern. " Slolh Is Everywhere. V Downstairs there is a combined sitting sit-ting room and dining room, so small that the table to seat four leaves little space to move about. Adjoining that is a billiard room, with a sad old French billinrd table. - The cloth appeared to have been cut innumerable times and was hadlv mended. The previous owm-.r apparentlv In. I the habit of putting down a lighted cigar or cigaret on the cdno of the table or on the cloth. A smrv arrav of cues stood near and balls much worse for wear. It was as though the ex princo had to undergo Gilbertian punishment by plaving "on a board untrue, with a twisted cue, and elliptical billiard balls." The house is so small that the h.llt-do7.en h.llt-do7.en servants will have to live out. Indeed, the ex-prince's bedroom and sitting sit-ting room are iust -inch as might be rented at llriifhton for 7 a week. |