steamers and there is only a subdued light; now and then the breeze lifts one of the smaller awnings, admitting a blaze of light and the officers congregated there feel as though suddenly a furnace door had been opened. But to this they have long since grown accustomed and are all chatting away cosily, the card-tables are brought forward and the time is spent as pleasantly as possible and every soldier has received his dram before proceeding to his midday meal. The men had also

been turning their time on board to account and had successfully appropriated a nice roomy space for themselves, their rifles and theri knapsacks from amidst the chaos of cases and baskets and animals.

Wherever the awnings have cast their shadows, groups of men have thrown themselves down to rest, many wearing but little covering, except the blue striped "sarong" (cloth) loosely fastened around their loins; the Europeans are gossiping with the sailors or talking over the busy goings-on of the last few days; the natives settle themselves down on little mats to have a game at "keplek", (a favorite Chinese game at

cards) which is prohibited in the barracks excepting on Sundays and holidays; others follow Nature's lead and just keep quiet, waiting for the sun to set and give them a little fresh air.

Although the rapid movement of the steamer produces a slight breeze, still it continues to be stifling hot until the western horizon becomes resplendent with golden rays and purple ripples flit along the water's surface. Above the South west coast of Java-behind the "Doodkisten (coffins)-this is the name of the Rembang promontory-little groups of dark clouds, formed by the heat absorbed from the earth during the day, stand out against the radiant sky.

This glorious display of colours, admired by all on deck, is but of short duration; before long the sun is obscured by a cloud; suddenly the golden rays have disappeared; darkness has fallen o'er the scene.

This is the hour when the men sing songs walking up and down the deck, where they can find room and when all enjoy the soft evening breeze. Side by side they stand on the forecastle, gazing at the sea and watching the swell of the waves.

The weird sound of the beating waves against the ports alternated with the blowing of signals; the buzz of hundreds of voices is mixed with the flapping of the sails and awnings and the noise of the machinery. The moon is not yet visible and total darkness envelops the ship; a

darkness, almost as complete as that, which surrounds the fate of those brave men she carries!

The soldiers hunt around for a nook, where they can lay down their mats and pillows and take rest beneath the black and white striped quilts, which are to protect them against the chill night air. After all are settled down for the night, not even the smallest space is visible amongst the long rows of arms and legs and heads which are stretched out on deck.

The lights have all been put out; only the glimmer of the pale electric lamp is left and it throws an odd fantastie glare over this strange multitude at rest!

"Since yesterday afternoon the steamer Gouverneur-Generaal's Jacob has been lying in the harbour at Surabaya, having on board two European companies of the 9th battalion of infantry and half the cavalry squadron from Batavia.

"To-morrow the Graaf van Bijlandt and the Amboina are expected direct from Batavia, as well as the seven other ships from Samarang. "The whole fleet will leave simultaneously for Ampenan. The embarkation at Surabaya will take place at 11.45A.M. The convicts will go on board in pirogues, as soon as the Amboina and Bijlandt arrive in port. The officers' horses will also be shipped immediately.

"The engineer troops arrive from Malang by the 10.12A.M. train and they start by the 10.45A.M. train for the 'Oedjong.'

"The artillery and those belonging to the medical service at Surabaya will be paraded near Modderlust at 11 o'clock."

This announcement was to be read in the Surabaya newspapers of the 2nd July.

Early in the morning of 3rd July-7A.M.- the civil and military authorities reached the "Oedjong" to pay their respects to the Commanderin-chief and his staff on board the "Maetsuijcker.

Meanwhile it was decided that the Maetsuijcker with the generals would not come into the harbour, but steer straight for Ampenan in order to deliver the ultimatum to the prince of Lombock; there only remained to be added to it the time, which would be allowed for finally accepting the conditions and this was to be filled in when they reached the harbour at Ampenan.

To the four previous articles were added the following:

5o the abdication of the reigning prince in favour of the lawful heir to the throne;

6o declaration of willingness to conclude a new political treaty in accordance with the wishes of the governor-general;

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7 payment of the expenses of the campaign;

and to article 1o, which demanded an "expression of regret," it was further added that this was to be expressed verbally to the governor

general through an embassy composed according to the desire of the commander-in-chief of the expedition.

At the appointed hour the engineers arrived; they were met at the station by the lieutenant-colonel, and inspector militairy commander and the local adjutant and several officers of the national guard.

They continued their journey to the Oedjong in the tram.

Arrived here at 11.15A.M. they found the artillery with the hospital staff ready waiting and surrounded by thousands and thousands of Surabaya townsfolk.

The troops were drawn up and inspected in front of "Modderlust." The commander of division wished them all a hearty farewell.

The bands of the 13th battalion, the national guard and the "barisan strike up. Major Rost van Tonningen, commander of the expeditionary artillery, expresses his thanks for the great evidences of sympathy and encouragement; they tarry one moment more to say good-bye..... the trumpets give the signal for departure. The band of the 13th battalion advances at the head of the troops to the point of embarkation; here again the officers and soldiers receive proofs of the people's goodwill and kindly interest. . . .

The final signal is given..... the band of the 13th plays the national anthem and once more the departing ones are greeted with enthusiastic

cheers, rising up from thousands of throats and repeated again and again! By 12.15 all have started!

But in the harbour we witness another impressive ceremony. Amongst the authorities who had escorted the departing troops, was a deputation from the barisan,* come expressly from Bangkalan to do them honour. The deputation consisted of the commander of the corps, lieutenantcolonel Raden Majang Koro, the adjutant-lieutenant and the 4 captains, accompanied by the band.

He was a splendid man, this Majang Koro, a living illustration of how even in a country, like Madura swarming with princes, a simple citizen can make his mark. He had entered the Indian army as a common soldier, when scarcely sixteen years old and already the following year in the campaign against Bali, he was rewarded with the bronze medal for his courage and loyalty. He received the silver medal for courage and zeal for his conduct during the hostilities in Palembang 1851-1852; and for his conduct during the war in the Western division of Borneo in 1853 and 1854 he received an honorable mention. In 1859 he left the army, having attained the rank of sergeant-but it was only that he might place his services at the disposal of the barisan. * Native infantry troops from Madura.