THE PRINCE IN INDIA.

Taranaki Daily News, 3 December 1921, Page 12

THE PRINCE IN INDIA.

WONDERS AWAITING PRINCE. EAST IN ITS TRUE COLORS. \ Of some of the wonders that await the Prince in India a Bombay correspondent writes to_ the London Daily Mail as follows: —“The Prince of Wales’ ’ Indian tour kindles the imagination far more than any of the rich tales of romance, adventure, and travel that have followed each other in quick succession since the beginning of 1921. The swish of heavily-brocaded robes and the creak of the palanquin poles can almost be heard as the mind’s eye conjures up some slow-moving pageant of an India?', ruler come to welcome the Prince. “At this moment caravans of camels are padding the dust to Bagdad, Teheran, Damascus, and even Alecca with stories of the preparations in hand for the son of the Groat AVhite Raj. Indeed, it is difficult to determine which will be the most picturesque part of his tour. "The news indicates that the border chieftains and the rulers of States wili vie with each other in the warmth of their welcome. At Calcutta an address to the Prince will be enclosed in golden covers; in Burma the women will strew his path with flowerr; and his Staff entry into Mysore will be a - f&ast of wonderful color. His progress through Hyderabad will be an excuse for t'he display of hospitality such as the true Oriental loves; and in Rajputana he will 1 be welcomed by that race reputed the proudest on earth. A “He will nioet the Maharajah of Atewar in his fairy capital of Udaipur, the ATaharajah of Jaipur in his famous Pink City, and the “Lord of the Desert.” the Maharajah of Bikanir, in his sandy home. At Indore the Prince will greet the only Aloslem Queen in the world, the Begum of Bhopal, and at Agra he will see the Pearl Alosque. the Jamine Tower, and the marble Taj Mahal, a memorial to a Mogul Emperor’s love. Then in Kashmir the Prince will stay a while in the loveliest of valleys, ablaze with clematis, jasmine, and wild rose. “Throughout his tour the Prince will see the East in its true colors—the orange yellows, bright blues, and deep vermilions off-setting the black and brown faces under turban and fez revelling in this displny of the arts of peace which they really prefer to all else. The tour, too, will be all the more beautiful because it is timed to begin When the restless dust and shimmering, eyescorching heat which enfolds India’s cities for the greater part of the year gives way to the little coolnesses that have been lurking in the shadows of the walls and stea l out into the open spaces. The nights, too. usually so hot and oppressive, will have the cold moon to turn the cities’ grey bricks to dull silver, the palace tiles to copper and gold, and the dark alley ways to pathways of romance.”