During the course of the month, England and America watched the piling up of the German score as vessel after vessel was sunk.

Then on the 1st of April came the loss of twenty-eight American lives in the _Aztec_, and the next day but one we opened our London newspapers to find that on April the 2nd President Wilson had asked Congress for a Declaration of War.
"America is in," wrote an officer at G.H.Q., "and the faces of everybody one sees show a real bit of spring sunshine.

People begin to say: 'Now we shall be home by Christmas.'" But something else had happened in that fateful month of March.

March the 9th saw the strange, uncertain opening of the Russian revolution, followed by a burst of sympathy and rejoicing throughout Europe.

Only those intimately acquainted with the structure of Russian society felt the misgivings of those who see the fall of a house built on rotten foundations and have no certainty of any firm ground whereon to build its successor.