The English were slow in getting into full action, but now they never miss a trick, little or big.
The Germans have far more than their match in resources and in shrewdness and--in character.

As the bloody drama unfolds itself, the hollow pretence and essential barbarity of Prussian militarism become plainer and plainer: there is no doubt of that.

And so does the invincibility of this race.

A well-known Englishman told me to-day that his three sons, his son-in-law, and half his office men are in the military service, "where they belong in a time like this." The lady who once so sharply criticized this gentleman to Mrs.Page has a son and a brother in the army in France.

It makes you take a fresh grip on your eyelids to hear either of these talk.
In fact the strain on one's emotions, day in and day out, makes one wonder if the world is real--or is this a vast dream?
From sheer emotional exhaustion I slept almost all day last Sunday, though I had not for several days lost sleep at all.