Thus, winding away over the sands and through the dust, the only raison d’etre of this great relief expedition has passed away.  Probably a conviction of this is why the situation in Peking itself shows no signs of improving.  Some say that it has become rather worse, in a subtle, secret way.  More troops have marched in, masses of German troops and French infantry of the line, and columns of Russians are already moving out, bound for places no one can ascertain.  Nothing but moving men on the great roads.

It is the newly arrived who cause the most trouble.  Furious to find that those who came with the first columns have all feathered their nests and satisfied every desire, they are trying to make up for lost time by stripping even the meanest streets of the valueless things which remain.  They say, too, now, that punitive expeditions are to be organised and pushed all over North China, because these new troops, which have come from so far, must be given something to do, and cannot be allowed to settle down in mere idleness until something turns up, which will alter the present irresolution and confusion....

But for the time being there is little else but quiet looting.  Even some of the Ministers have made little fortunes from so-called official seizures, and there is one curious case, which nobody quite understands, of forty thousand taels in silver shoes being suddenly deposited in the French Legation, and as suddenly spirited away by some one else to another Legation, while no one dares openly to say who are the culprits, although their names are known.  Silver, however, is a drug in the market.  Everybody, without exception, has piles of it.  Also, the Japanese, who are supposed to be on their good conduct, have despoiled the whole Board of Revenue and taken over a million pounds sterling in bullion.  They have been most cunning.  The only currency to be had is the silver shoe.  These shoes can be bought at an enormous discount for gold in any form, and even with silver dollars you can make a pretty profit.  The new troops, who have arrived too late, are doing their best to find some more of this silver by digging up gardens and breaking down houses.  Marchese P——­, of the Italians, who always pretends that he has been a mining engineer in some prehistoric period of his existence, calls it “working over the tailings.”

In consequence of this glut of silver and curiosities, a regular buying and selling has set up, and all our armies are becoming armies of traders.  There are official auctions now being organised, where you will be able to buy legally, and after the approved methods, every kind of loot.  The best things, however, are being disposed of privately, for it is the rank and file who have managed to secure the really priceless things.  I heard to-day that an amateur who came up with one of the columns bought from an Amerian soldier the Grand Cross of the Prussian Order of the Black Eagle, set in magnificent diamonds, for the sum of twenty dollars.  It seems only the other day that Prince Henry was here for the special purpose of donating this mark of the personal esteem of the Kaiser after the Kiaochow affair.  Twenty dollars—­it is an inglorious end!