Hong Kong has witnessed a motion picture in the last few days. For the first time, we, in the seconded island, separated by everything but the duty news from the experiences of wars, have had revealed to us modern trench warfare, and, for the brief space of two hours, have lived amidst scenes. We felt impressed, though perhaps in different ways, and the thought strikes me that it would be a valuable thing to know just what the witnessing of that picture has wrought in the minds, not only of the patrons of the Victoria Theatre, but of the great body of people who have at one time or another, both at Home and in the Colonies, viewed this official presentation of the price the world is paying for what it believes will result in a betterment of humanity.