remote outlandish places, and can bring men from every end of the earth to join us in honouring our Queen, but also that all these people are working, not simply under us, but with us that we send out a boy here and a boy there, and the boy takes hold of the savages of the part he comes to, and teaches them to march and shoot as he tells them, to obey him and believe in him, and die for him and the Queen. A plain, stupid, uninspired people, they call us, and yet we are doing this with every kind of savage man there is. And each one of us--you and I, and that man in his shirt-sleeves at the corner--is a working part of this world-shaping force. How small you must feel in face of the stupendous whole, and yet how great to be a unit in it!" [Illustration: _From a Photograph_} {_By Valentine & sons, Dundee._ THE COLONIAL PROCESSION: THE CARRIAGES OF THE PREMIERS CROSSING LONDON BRIDGE.] [Illustration: _From a Photograph_} {_by F. Downer, Watford._ THE COLONIAL PROCESSION: THE RHODESIAN HORSE IN THE MALL, HEADED BY THE HON. MAURICE GIFFORD.] [Sidenote: The Royal Procession.] Ten minutes after the last of the Colonial contingent had passed, the advance guard of the Royal Procession proper came into sight. The first man in that gorgeous company rode the giant Guardsman, Captain Oswald Ames, seeming not so very much taller than the splendid fellows who followed him, in spite of his six feet eight inches. Close following these came a Naval Gun Detachment who passed away through the avenues of enthusiastic civilians amidst a tumult of acclaim. Then, in quick succession, Life Guards, Dragoon Guards, Hussars, Lancers, and Batteries of the Royal Horse Artillery--the finest Artillery in the World. More quickly almost than these words are read the various component parts of the resplendent cavalcade came into view and vanished again. The populace waved its handkerchiefs and roared itself hoarse in a chorus of approval that was too whole-hearted to discriminate. [Illustration: _From a Photograph_} {_by F. Frith & Co., Reigate._ THE ROYAL PROCESSION: OFFICERS OF THE HEAD-QUARTERS STAFF LEAVING BUCKINGHAM PALACE. On the balcony are the three children of the Duke of York; little Prince Edward in the centre. After the return of the Procession, when the people were allowed within the space outside the Palace railings, His Royal Highness frequently acknowledged their cheers by saluting in military style.]