The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-12-27

China will not say her nay. England
and America cannot run their battle
ships over the plains of Chih-li. The
limit of their power is the range OF
their naval guns, unless they land
troops Port Arthur with her harbOr
open to reinforcements and supplies is
an impregnable fortress. Russia can
not take Port Arthur or Korea with
Japan in command of the sea. If Eng
land and the United States are so far
negligent of their selfish interests as
ever to permit Japan to lose command
of the sea. England will no longer be
a power in the Far East and the
United States might as we'll cede her
Pacific coast to Mexico so far as trade
or influence on the eastern shores of
the Pacific are concerned. Russia S
pride is bitten deep. She will have no
honest truce with the Angio-Saxons
now. Our course is clear.
The Koreans and Their New Mas
tiers.
Wherever you see a blue figure on
the landscape it is japanese, wherever
you see a white figure it is Korean.
The Korean never washes his body
and only washes his clothes occasion
ally. You are in a land of coolies and
corrupt officials. All spend most of the
time in the street. The race itself is
characteristic, listless, without color
Through the mass rides one little Japa-
nese artilleryman or walks one little
Japanese infantryman, and the natives
look at him with a kind of stupid, pre-
occupied curiosity. The smart visitor
in uniform came only yesterday. clear
ing the seas first of a European enc
my. He could almost walk under the
arm of one of the big Koreans, who
erectly, patronizingly, saunter the
streets length and back again, pipe in
hand. Yet he could clear the town by
lifting his finger. Giving way to the
masterful race, the native, not making
even the feint of resistance. still re-
tains that stupidity impressive dignity.
Let the Japanese come! We will
wear white. and do our hair up in
knots on top of our heads, and thus
you will see we lose nothing"
Death and Thirst in Manchuria.
IF you descended the slope into that
field of kowliang which hid our SOL
diers, you found yourself in the situa-
ton of a botanist who is studying a
single flower instead of one who OBJ
serves a landscape. You found blood
and men and ripening grain The
wounded were in the farmhouses: the
dead were being burned by weary de-
tails. The heat was the steady heat
of the season when the milk of the
corn is turning to -four. The rows be-
tween the kowliang were like the closed
cabin of a catboat which rests on a
CLASSY surface in a midday sun. Over
head the tassels now and then would
move a little with milky warm but
relatively cool breeze, as tantalizingly
out Of reach as heaven itself. To lift
your head was to be taught humility
by the bullets.
LAS the line crept forward there
were only stalks ahead of it and stalks
behind it, and the guide of it's advance
was the enemy's fire. The guns roar
ed like thunder-an infantryman could
count the reports from friendly mouths
as an offset to the shrapnel bursts that
clipped through the kowliang like hail.
Details went and came with water
water. water-a Chinese well. ditch
anything that was wet. Sanitary reg
ulations passed into limbo in the su.
preme hour of a great battle. The
sufferers must drink and canteen full
seemed only a swallow. If I appear
to indulge in figures of speech, I ash
you to take three days to crawl three
miles through a Kansas cornfield ir
August, being shot at all the time
When you have done that on eight ser
a day, probably you will think thai
the land conquered belongs to you, re.
CARELESS of title-deeds."