Gloom, at first impenetrable, oh-shrouds the Parade Ground. "The moon, accustomed to gaze down only upon'a remote quarter of Shanghai, Fore, hides her face as if in fear of something unwonted. Even the elec-trio are lights which aid the labourers on some construction work, near-cly, for the nonce illuminate greater area than is needful, Here and there are gradually to be discerned a pair or even a trio of the stalwart privates of the 14th labis in earnest converse, their most musical dialect serving to enhance the general atmosphere of my-story. As the eyes become more and more accustomed to. the darkness, one can make out a crescent of seats marking off a portion of the circumference of a spot seemingly: sacred, A little further on isa square contraption of white, for what purpose we cannot fathom. Then disillusion is encountered the form of a plain deal table on which repose a number of bottles and "a flock of tumblers, Evidently nothing will transpire to Blight the intruder. Two electric cables crawl, snakelike, past the ghostly seats, their termini indiseernible. A' stone's throw away from the shrine of refreshments is huge pile of firewood, OM at another angle are implements suggest ing Mr, Kipling in his. most iniaginative Mights.
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