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THE KAISER'S GIFT REJECTED.

So many stories have been told about the movements of the Kaiser and of his mysterious doings since the war began that there need be little excuse for repeating one tale more, especially as it is rather interesting. And it is given, moreover, on the authority of the Sub-Prefects of Vouziers and Rocroy, in the Ardennes. The Kaiser, say these gentlemen, came to Charleville, near the Franco-German frontier, in the first fortnight of Septom ber, and caused the internal walls of three adjoining houses in the town to be removed, so that he and his military household might be assembled under tho one roof. We have heard many times of the state in which the Emperor elects to travel, even in war time, but the demolition of iuterior walls in his temporary quarters seems a new expression of tho Imperial caprice. Another piece of news which the SubPrefects gave is that the famous Chateau of Bellevue, where Napoleon 111. sojourned as a prisoner yof war, has been completely sacked by the German troops. The Kaiser, it seems, offered to reconstruct the chateau at his own charges, but the proprietor, a Sedan notary, mot the proposal with a formal refusal. A third item of information, which is decidedlv interesting, is that the Emperor offered a sum,of 1,000 francs for the poor of Sedan, and that the municipality conceived it to be their duty to decline the gift.

THE CALL.

[F. W. Bourdillon, in the ' Spectator,' October 17.] Hark! 'Tis the rush of tho horses, Tho crash of the galloping gun! The stars aro out ot their courses; The hour of Doom has begun. Leap from thy scabbard, O sword ! This is the Day of the Lord! Prato not of peace any longer, Laughter and idlesse and ease! Up, everv man that is stronger! Leavo but the priest on his knees! Quick, every hand to the hilt! Who striketh not—his the guilt! Call not each man on his brother!

Cry not to Heaven to save ! Thou art the man—not another—

[ Thou, to off glove and out glaive! Fight yo who ne'er fought before! | Fight ye old fighters the more ! Oh, but the thrill and the splendor, The sudden new knowledge—l can! To fawn on no hireling defender, But fight one's ovfn fight as a man! On woman's love won we set store; To win one's own manhood is more. Who hath a soul that will glow not, Set face to face with the foe? "Is life worth living?"—l know not: Death is worth dying, I know. Aye, I would gamble with Hell, And—losing such stakes—say, 'Tis well! GAIN. There's many a man in flaring hell For a single twist o' the knife; There's many a rotting prison corpse That keeps his cell for lifo; But there's nono will stand By tho man who planned, .With a Pit-perverted tkill, To mint tho world with a German die— At the price of a million-kill! It isn't the Uhlan battle thirst, It isn't tha Belgian rage, It isn't tho English greed for land That mires the reeking stage; But the monstrous plan Of a Single Man With a world-engulfing will, Who calls to the vultures out o' tho north To feast on a million-kill. Tho Kaiser sits in an armored train Far back from the battle-grip. It's the Leipzig boy and the Paris boy Who crouch where the bullets nip. It's the Antwerp man Who is ending his span With a blood-choked prayer, if bo will, As he lies by the side of tho Liverpool lad In the Kaiser's million-kill. The Kaiser's mother —rest her soul!— Sho hides her face in Heaven; She prays that she were tho Yorkshire maid Or tiic widowed wife in Devon. They mourn their dead With proud-held head, Whose souls aro in God's will; She. mourns for the thrice-damned soul of him Who planned 1110 million-kill I Betty Thornlex. "WE'RE ALL DOING A LITTLE BIT DOWN UNDER." (Song written! by W. S. Pkucv, Australian Comedian.)

Chir Navy in the North Jjea has shown to all ihe world I'liat they're ready and ar3 eager for a, scrap, And tho plucky British Army that we've just sent abroad Don't, for all the Gorman millions care a ragi. Just remember that down under, in tho blue Pacific tide, There's a little army waiting there, you bet; For Australia's armed r.nd ready, With New Zealand by her side, So when voit count your forces, don't forget.

Chorus: We're all. doing a little bit down under, He.ping the Empire through. Every man you want we'll send, Just to see it to the end,

And we'll send the money, too. We've a hundred thousand men now arme-i and ready, And a hundred thousand more are waiting, too; And we'll show mad Kaiser Bill That we'ro with Old England still, And wo mean to sec her through.

Now Zealand got in early with her little pot of paint, To add a bit more red upon tho map. Wo went out and took Samoa, and we're going to take some more, Before wo get the hand to «all a nap. Right down from Stewart Island up to tho Northern Cape, From the mountain, plain, and bush our men will go. All for England is our crest, 'Cos we'ro bred from Britain's best, And to all the world for her v>c'rc proud to show — Chorus: We'ro all doing a little bit down under, nc'.ping the Empire through. Every man you want we'll tend, Just"to sec it to the end. And we'll send the money, too. We've a hundred thousand men now armed and ready, And a Hundred thousand more are waiting,' too: . To brave Maoriliind afar Wo cry " Kapai l'akeha," And we're going to see it through. 111. Australia's been by many in the past not understood, 'Cos we've tried to keep our nation pure and white They said we'd leave Old England, cut the painter, turn her down, When it suited us and evervthing was right. But we've eiven hex our navy, taught each boy to hold a gun, And our Premier sent this message like a tick: "To our last shilling, cur last man!" That's our answer, that's our plan, Which our enemies will find out pretty quick. Chorus: We're all doing a littlo bit down under, He'lping ths Empire through. Every man you want we'll tend, Just to see "it to the end, And we'll send the money, too. We've a hundred thousand men now armed and ready, And a hundred thousand) more are waiting, too; And if all else should fail ye, Jusfc call on White Australia, And we will help to see it through.

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THE KAISER'S GIFT REJECTED., Evening Star, Issue 15672, 10 December 1914

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