Java, Facts and Fancies

EPILOGUE

As I write these lines--adding a last touch to the slight sketches in which I have endeavoured to render my impressions of this country--the shrill whistle of steam and the thudding and panting of powerful engines are in my ears, and I see the radiant sky blackened by volumes of smoke. The "campaign" has begun in the Cheribon plains. In endless file the lumbering,...