His blue mess jacket and his jokes all in order, Edward of Wales rode down London's Birdcage Walk one night last week to Wellington Barracks to drink a sherry apéritif, eat a dinner with the officers of the Welsh Guards of which he is colonel. With the walnuts, the port was set before him and passed clockwise. Everybody rose to drink the King's health in port, after which it was permissible to smoke.
Edward of Wales told his brother officers several jokes, of which one made news:
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