S uch a Help Besides the statesmen and ecclesiastics whose constitutional
duty it is to give her counsel, besides her husband and her mother to whom she can turn for it if she feels inclined, the Queen has acquired a steadily expanding corps of honorary advisers. The latest of these is Mr. Hannen Swaffer, who in the Daily Herald respectfully doubts whether she is doing the right thing by Prince Charles. The Prince, he feels, has now seen about as much as is good for him of cheering crowds: " Is it fair to him—or to the generation over which he will one day reign— to subject him to these repeated doses of mass emotion ? " The article is illustrated by photographs of Prince Charles getting one of these doses—at rather extreme range, I thought— behind a closed upstairs window in Buckingham Palace. Mr. Swaffer thinks that the royal children should be " kept in the background for a while." I do not know how it would suit their mother if the royal children were rusticated to Sandring- ham at the height of the celebrations; but it would certainly suit the Swaffers of this town. " WHERE," they would almost instantly demand, " ARE THE ROYAL CHILDREN ? " " Is it right " (they would enquire) " that, at the very summit of our national rejoicing, this young Prince (who, it is widely rumoured, was not even consulted in the matter) should be denied all contact with the loyal crowds over whose children he will one day rule, and forbidden to behold the stirring, historic scenes on which thousands of working class toddlers are free to gaze their full? Surely, under our system of democratic monarchy . . ."
But I expect you can manage the rest by yourselves.