There, then, are ten letters of the fifty which came to me in consequence of what I wrote in May, 1918, which was published in the American Magazine for the following November.

Ten will do.

To read the other forty would change no impression conveyed already by the ten, but would merely repeat it.

With varying phraseology their writers either think we have hitherto misjudged England and that my facts are to the point, or they express the stereotyped American antipathy to England and treat my facts as we mortals mostly do when facts are embarrassing--side-step them.

What best pleased me was to find that soldiers and sailors agreed with me, and not "high-brows" only.
May, 1918, as you will remember, was a very dark hour.