HERR DO WE’B MARVELLOUS CUIRASS. SUCCESSFUL EXPERIMENTS. From Our Own Correspondent. London, May 26. In company with the Duke of Cam bridge, Lord Methuen, Sir Redvers Buller, and a whole host of military nota bilities, 1 spent a most interesting after noon at the Alhambra on Wednefday, witnessing the experiments on Herr Duwe’s bullet-proof cuirass. After a few preliminary courtesies a number of volun teers to act. as a committee of inspection were invited, and there came forward Admiral Sauniarez, who retired as a cap tain in 1876, Major-General Sir Baker Russell, who as a cavalryman must be supposed to be in the very thick of ball istic science, and, more practically, Cap tain Dutton Hunt, Musketry Instructor of the Home Distrbt, and Mr Lowe, Queen’s Prizeman at Wimbledon. There were, supported on trestles or tables, a number of sections of green oak from 20in to 24in in diameter, and a platform was carried out half-way across the floor of the house. Herr Do we, a gentleman of little distinction of appearance, and Cap tain Martin, a well known shot, having been introduced, Mr Lowe loaded a Martini rifle with a cordite cartridge, and Captain Martin fired at a 2ft log from the end of the platform, say 30fb away. The bullet just penetrated the log. A second shot did not send the bullet through. The third shot was with tho present German service ammunition, but with a rifle of tho 1888 pattern. The bullet went through a log of 2ffc 6in. The fourth shot was from a Lee-Metford magazine rifle brought by Sir Baker Russell. This bullet also went through 2ft 6in of the green oak. The fifth shot, with the same weapon as the last, did not go through, aud the sixth also failed, The seventh, from the German rifle of almost identical calibre, went through, but on the other band the noise of the German cartridge was sensibly greater than tho sharp crack of our cordite cartridge, and it seemed to me there was a trifle more vapour from the muzzle. But it did its business. Then the so called “cuirass" was brought on. It resembles nothing so much as one of those American leather cushions one finds sometimes on the seats of Windsor chairs in a roadside inn. But Herr Dowe would not let it be examined till after it had been fired at. 