A great lady of most compelling and imperial mien is the Archduchess Isabella. The Austro-Hungarian Court has fallen, vanished, but in Budapest she holds court. So for that matter does her neighbor the Archduchess Augusta. It is no secret that members of the Corps Diplomatique, including the U. S. Minister, attend these "courts," bow with deepest consideration to their archducal hostess, and, approaching the large, thronelike-chair on which the Archduchess (either Isabella or Augusta) sits, kiss the back of her white-gloved right hand. The left hand is not gloved, a reminder that the sole purpose of the right glove is to protect Imperial Habsburg flesh from contact with lips of lesser clay. By no means ridiculous, the illegal "Royalty" of Budapest are taken in. deadly earnest by the populace, by policemen who snap to attention as the "Royal"' motors pass, even by His Serene Highness Governor Horthy of the Kingdom of Hungary, who acts as regent for the vacant but existing Throne. Last week the Archduchess Isabella was reported "prostrated," and H. I. H. is not easily prostrated. All Budapest, all Hungary was agog.
