She bad reached the Ping Ha Méa when it was soon that a torpedo-boat was following ber. This smaller craft became the target for every gan la the Tcoperialist batteries at Kilometre Ten. The refels answered from Chinshan and for some twenty minutes we were treated to sach s cannonade as we bad not hitherto seen or heard. At one time it seemed as though the best was done for. Bhe seemed to be enveloped in steam, bat kept bravely on, ber smoke-stacks belching flame antu at last she dropped anchor, with apparently mo worse damage than s broken steam pipe, at Carlowitz' factory landing stage. Today she is well above Wachang. It was s blacky thing todo, but we are getting to regard plock s part and Leed of the rebel make-up. Hardly jad the torpedo-boat dropped auch: before she was passed by the cruiser going fall speed down stream, evidently to talk to the wicked forts that bad sonoyed her litus sister. Ten minutes more of terrific firing between the cruiser and the fort brought the day's performance to an end, She went in comparatively close, evidently quite prepared to receive the shot or two thet did strike her, bat evidently equally prepared to administer sll the punishment che could meanwhile, She passed down to join the second raiser at Yanglo, We expect to hear more of ber and her kindred before long and are wondering mith what feelings the Imperialists ypprosch of the first big-gans that yet been brought to bear on them. Gun-hosts in the hands of donbifal loyalists and bot-hearted revelationists appear to mean two quite different things.
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