The Pope had been deprived of his temporal power.

The great foundations of the world seemed to tremble beneath the onward tread of inexorable history.
In Spain itself, no man knew what might happen next.

There seemed no depth to which the land of ancient glory might not be doomed to descend.
Cuba was in wild revolt.

Thousands of lives had been uselessly thrown away.

Already the pride of the proudest nation since Rome, had been humbled by the just interference of the United States.