, Virginia, and New York City. We forgot our
dark-skinned keepers with the slanting, suspicious, unfriendly eyes, with
tongues that spoke the one thing and meant the other. All the memories
of those six months of deceit, of broken pledges, of unnecessary
humiliations, of petty unpoliteness from a half-educated, half-bred,
conceited, and arrogant people fell from us like a heavy knapsack. We
were again at home. Again with our own people. Out of the happy
confusion of that great occasion I recall two toasts. One was offered by
John Fox. "Japan for the Japanese, and the Japanese for Japan." Even
the Japanese wardroom boy did not catch its significance. The other was
a paraphrase of a couplet in reference to our brown brothers of the
Philippines first spoken in Manila. "To the Japanese: 'They may be
brothers to Commodore Perry, but they ain't no brothers of mine.'"

It was a joyous night. Lieutenant Gilmore, who had been an historic
prisoner in the Philippines, so far sympathized with our escape from the
Yellow Peril as to intercede with the captain to extend the rules of the
ship. And those rules that were incapable of extending broke. Indeed, I
believe we broke everything but the eight-inch gun. And finally we were
conducted to our steamer in a launch crowded with slim-waisted,
broad-chested youths in white mess jackets, clasping each other's
shoulders and singing, "Way down in my heart, I have a feeling for you, a
sort of feeling for you"; while the officer of the deck turned his back,
and discreetly fixed his night glass upon a suspicious star.

It was an American cruiser that rescued this war correspondent from the
bondage of Japan. It will require all the battle-ships in the Japanese
navy to force him back to it.

A WAR CORRESPONDENT'S KIT

I am going to try to describe some kits and outfits I have seen used in
different parts of the world by travellers and explorers, and in
different campaigns by army officers and war correspondents. Among the
articles, the reader may learn of some new thing which, when next he goes
hunting, fishing, or exploring, he can adapt to his own uses. That is my
hope, but I am sceptical. I have seldom met the man who would allow any
one else to select his kit, or who would admit that any other kit was
better than the one he himself had packed. It is a very delicate
question. The same article that one declares is the most essential to
his comfort, is the very fi