in evening dress, the concession of knee-breeches not having been required.  But at Buckingham Palace there are two or three very old men who were courtiers when Queen Victoria was a baby, and who still control the court etiquette.  These aged functionaries, who can very well remember Waterloo, and whose fathers remembered the American Revolution, put down their foot, and would admit no Americans without the proper garments.  The consequence was, that our legation was compelled to stay at home.  This state of things continued until Reverdy Johnson came out, who arranged what was called “the Breeches Protocol.”  Owing to the unreasonable state of the public mind during his term of office, this was the only measure which that good and able man succeeded in accomplishing.  The compromise which Mr. Johnson’s good-humor and the friendly impulse of the British public toward us at that time wrung from these ancient chamberlains and gold-sticks (for you may say what you will, public opinion is irresistible), was to allow the minister and the two secretaries of legation to appear in the breeches above described.  Americans who are presented at court, and who get invitations to the festivities, are all required to wear a court dress.  Of what good compelling the poor diplomatists to make scarecrows of themselves may be I do not know.  Mr. Sumner’s proposition was just one of those absurdities to which men are liable who have considerable conscience and no sense of humor.  Senators and Congressmen fell in with it because they feared to be un-American, and because it is not their wont to be very dignified or (in matters of this sort) very scrupulous.

[Footnote 1:  The rule, more correctly stated, is, that “sir” is never used except to indicate a difference of age or position so great as to forbid familiarity or to be incompatible with social equality.  It may be employed by the elder in addressing the younger, and by the superior in addressing the inferior, as well as vice versa.  Hence the saying, in English society, that only princes and servants are spoken to as “sir.”]

RAMBLES AMONG THE FRUITS AND FLOWERS OF THE TROPICS.

CONCLUDING PAPER.

An Arab vessel from Bombay, touching at Singapore on her way to Bangkok, afforded us an opportunity we had been longing for to visit the most splendid of Oriental cities.

Dining at the house of the Malayan rajah, we chanced to meet the narcodah (supercargo), who was also the owner, of the Futtel Barrie.  He was a handsome, courtly, and intelligent Arab, glad always to mingle with Europeans; and in response to our inquiry whether he had room for passengers, he proffered us a free ticket to and from Bangkok, with the use of his own cabin.  We must be on board the next day at noon, he said, and it was already verging toward sunset; so we had small time for preparation.  But with the migratory habits of Oriental tourists it was easy to throw together a few indispensables; and we were set down on the Barrie’s quarterdeck, portmanteaus, sketch-books, specimen-baskets and all, before the anchor was weighed.