“‘Hello! Come up if convenient, Mr. Ambassador. Hon. Emperor are here to see you.’
“So Hon. American Ambassador, with arms full of kindling wood, make sneakstep to kitchen, where he wash hands in sink, then haste to parlour. There he find Hon. Emperor of Germany setting on sofa and looking cross because he have stumbled over baby-buggy in the hall.
“‘Good morning, Mr. Emperor,’ say Hon. Ambassador. ‘Will you have something to drink?’
“‘No,’ say he. ‘But I will take a cigar.’
“‘I have not got no cigars, Hon. Majesty,’ he say. ‘But I have some delicious chew-tobacco of considerable long cut.’
“Hon. Emperor of Germany, who are a awful polite king, eat some of that tobacco and make faces of enjoyment. Soonly he accept drink of champagne what Mrs. Nusbaum give him in tin cup; then he prepare to take his depart with willing smiles.
“‘Mr. Ambassador,’ he decry, ‘what kind of Embassy do you call this what you got here?’
“‘This,’ say Hon. Ambassador, ‘are what are called “Jeffersonian Simplicity.”’
“‘Are you fond of this kind of simplicity?’ Hon. Emperor inquire to know.
“‘No,’ say-he, ‘but Hon. Jefferson was.’