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of suggestion as to how it had its beginnings and what have been the forces that have built it up. London, June 22.���I got to my seat in the Strand just in time���five minutes past 10���for a glance around before the show began. The houses opposite, as far as the eye could reach, in both directions, suggested boxes in a theatre snugly packed. The gentleman next to me likened the groups to beds of flowers, and said he had never seen such a massed and multitudinous array of bright colors and fine clothes. These displays rose up and up, story by story, all balconies and windows being packed, and also the battlements stretching along the roofs. The sidewalks were filled with standing people, but were not uncomfortably crowded. They were fenced from the roadway by red-coated soldiers, a double stripe of vivid color which extended throughout the six miles which the procession would traverse. Five minutes later the head of the column came into view and was presently filing by, led by Captain Ames, the tallest man in the British army. And then the cheering began. It took me but a little while to determine that this procession could not be described. There was going to be too much of it and too much variety in it, so I gave up the idea. It was to be a spectacle for the kodak, not the pen. Presently the procession was without visible beginning or end, but stretched to the limit of sight in both directions��� bodies of soldiery in blue, followed by a block of soldiers HYLAND 18