ENCOURAGING.

Auckland Star, Volume LX, Issue 36, 12 February 1929, Page 7

ENCOURAGING.

REPORTS OF KING.

Appears To Be Benefiting By Change.

WEATHER DISAPPOINTING

(British Official Wireless.)

(Received 11.30 a.m.)

liL'GBY, February 11

Reports of the King's health to-day after a week-end by the sea arc ciifourapingr. It is officially stated that the Kins , passed another good nijrht and his condition is satisfactory.

His Majesty's appetite has improved and he generally appears to be beneliting by the change.

The weather, however, is disappointing, the coast having to-day Wen swept ly a cold easterly wind. Consequently at present, it is proposed that the Kiii' remains in bed. °

BITTERLY COLD.

Impossible To Open Windows

Of Bedroom.

PATIENT CHEERFUL.

(Australian and N.Z. Tress Association.)

(Received 11.30 a.m.)

LONDON', February 11

The sea air was so bitterly cold at Bognor that it was impossible to open the windows of the King's bedroom. His Majesty spent the day in bed, chatting cheerfully to the Queen, Sir Stanley Hewett and members of the household, though he enjoyed a glimpse of the epray-ridden sea.

No bulletin will be issued until Loid Dawson of Penn comes from Craigweli two or three days hence. The bitter"east wind also kept the Queen indoors.

PRINCE'S FAREWELL

Good-Bye To Favourite Hunters

And Animal Pets.

MELTON MOWBRAY IN GLOOM

(Australian and N.Z. Press Association.)

(Received 1 p.m.)

LONDON, February 11

The Prince of Wales spent to-day among his horses and dogs, wandering through the stables and grounds bidding good-bye to his favourite hunters, which he has decided to sell. Thev will be disposed of by auction and not privately. It is not known yet whether the Prince will continue to spend his leisure at Melton Mowbray. His simple residence at Craven Lodge, within a •tone's throw of the railway, has been one of his most favourite resorts.

The news of the Prince's decision created something of a sensation at Helton Mowbray. Hotels and tradesmen who have prospered as the result of the town's popularity are afraid of s slump. Melton Mowbray knows of nothing but hunting and the quorn is its idol; pink coats, saddles and bridles are the trappings of its worship. The townsfolk are deeply sympathetic with the Prince in having to give up hi« favourite sport.