The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-10-04
KIPLING SINGS OF
 THE TRANSVAAL WAR New Volume Entitled "Ihe Five Nati0nS," From the Prolific Pen of the Eng
 fish Poet


 And a Boojer is always a Boert
 Then mock not the African kopje,
 bs But taS on your hat o,S tp tSSs tas same
 The kopje that taught us the game: For all that we knew in the columns,
 And all they've forgot on the stan:
 Which lasted W two "s years n an a half. Copyright, 1903, by Rudyard Kiplins) One of the best of the poems is The
 Palaoe part of wRiSh Rns is .gS gysn SsloT Master proven and skilled cleared me ground for palace such as a King should build,
 I deereed and dug down @ to to. my levels. l came on the wreck of palace such as King had built.
 There was no Worth in the fashion there was no wit in the plan
 Hither and thither, aimless, the ruined fottinge ran
 Masonry, brute. mishandled, but carven on every stone: After me cometh Builder, tell him, l too have known"
 When I was a King and a Mason--in the open noon of my pride, | They sent me a word from the darkness
 they whispered and called me aside.
 They said, "The end is forbidden" they said, Thy use is fulfilled,
 And thy palace shall stand as that
 The spoil of King who shall build"
 called my men from my trenches. my quarries, my wharves, and my | shears, All I had wrought I abandoned to the faith of the faithless Only I cut on the timber, only l carved on the stone: too have known!
 Copyrighted 1903 by Rudyard Kipling)
 The Dirge of Dead Sisters is stately solemn tribute to the women who nursed the sick and dying in South Africa. Some stanzas from the poem follow:
 Who recalls the twilight and the ranged tents in order tai evening air? And the clink of iron teacups and the piteous, noble laughter
 And the faces of the Sisters with the
 dust upon their hair? (Now and not hereafter. while the breath is In our nostrils
 Now and not hereafter, ere the meaner years go. by Let us now remember many honorable women, Such as bade us turn again when we were like to die.)
 CTtl the pain was merciful and stunned us into silence When each nerve cried out on God that made the misused clay; When the body traumphed and the last poor shame departed | These abode our agonies and wiped the sweat away) Who recalls the noontide and the funerals through the market (Blanket-hidden bodies, dagiess, follow ed by the fiiesO
 And the footsore flring-party. and the dust and stench and staleness.
 And the faces of the Sisters and the glory in their eyes? | (Bold behind the battle. in the open camp aIl-hallowed. Copyrighted 1908 by Rudyard Kpling) ; The Dykes Is one of the strong poems
 of the collection as the subjoinsd ex- 1 tracts show: l We have no heart for the fishing, we have | no hand for the oar,
 All chaf our fathers taught us of old pIeases us now no more;
 All thar our hearts bid us believe we
 doubt where We do not deny, l There is no proof in the bread we eat
 or rest in the toll we ply.
 Look you, our foreshore stretches far through sea-gate, dyke and groin
 Made land all. that our father's made where the flats and the fairway join:
 They forced the sea a sea-leaEua hack They died. and their work stood fast. ; We were born to peace in the lee of fine dykes, but the time of our peace is past.
 Ninefold deep to the top of the dykes. the i galloping breakers stride, ! And their over-carried spray is a eea-a l sea on the landward side: ] Coming, like stallions they paw with their hooves, going they snatch with their teeth. Till the bents and the f,Irze and the sand 1 are dragged out, and the old-time wattles beneath. 1 Now We can only wait till the day, walt 1 and apportion our shame | These are the dykes our fathers left, but We would not look to the same. | Time and again were we warned of the 1 dykes, time and again We delayed; 1 Now, 1t may fall, We have slain our sons | as our fathers we have destroyed. ! Copyrighted 1908 by Hudyard KIpling ) The Englishman chastened by the war
 Is described in The Return part of which 1 follows:
 Peace Is decared. an return 1 To 'Ackncystadt, but not the same;
 Things ave transpired which made mt learn | The size and meanfn' of the game. ! l did no more than others did don't know where the change beRan: | I started as a average kid.