The War in the Far East.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIII, Issue V, 30 July 1904, Page 28

The War in the Far East.

A DUEL TO THE DEATH.

The strength of twice three thousand horse That serve the one command: The hand that heaves the headlong force. The hate that backs the hand;

The doom-bolt in the darkness freed, The mine that splits the main; The white-hot wake, the ’wildering speed The Choosers of the Slain!

Hit, and hard hit! The blow went home, The muffled, knocking stroke — The steam that overruns the foam — The foam that thins to smoke —

The smoke that clokes the deep aboil — The deep that chokes her throes Till, streaked with ash and sleeked with oil The hikewarm whirlpools close! “The Destroyers” — RUDYARD KIPLING.

AN EVERY DAY SCENE IN NAGASAKI- Cheering" Troops on Their Way to the Front.