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[1] On this point I am in entire agreement with my friend FranÇois Poncet. His little book, published a year before the war, Ce que pense la jeunesse allemande, besides being couched in an admirably concise and clear style, is of substantial value.

[2] Many German liberals have held the opinion, in all good faith, that the new generation of France is reactionary. I do not know why, but a young man coming from Paris, and having nothing to do with either royalism or clericalism, was regarded by them as a remarkable exception.

[3] Vide supra, note on p. 17.

[4] The system of having no more than one or two children.

[5] M. Deschars was killed by the Germans in Belgium, in August 1914, together with all the wounded and the staff of Dr. Sedillot’s ambulance.

[6] Let me repeat once more that such is the belief of every German liberal. In their view we are all nothing more than replicas of Charles Maurras.

[7] Are you not ashamed, you, the French democracy, to be allied with the Russian barbarians?

[8] ProvenÇal execration.

[9] Are any of you sick? Any tropical fevers?

[10] Sergeant-major.

[11] A slang word, universally employed, meaning “smashed” or “ruined.” Accent on second syllable.

[12] Treat a ruffian gently and he will knock you about; knock a ruffian about and he will fawn upon you.

[13] It need hardly be said that this story has no pretensions to historical accuracy. The current talk among soldiers is, as a rule, no less “imaginary” than the chatter of the drawing-rooms.

[14] Refer to previous note.

[15]

O my native place! O my native place!
O Toulouse! O Toulouse!…

[16] Old city of Cahors, so old and so smoky!

[17] A few days later the regulations established the right to send four cards and two letters each month.

[18]

Dear fatherland, calm heart be thine,
Firm stands and true the watch by Rhine!

[19]

Hail to thee in the victor’s crown,
Ruler of the fatherland!

[20] The men would rather have a little more bread than so much spiritual nourishment.

[21] The word “tub” alarms me, and the reader must excuse me for writing it as we really pronounce it in France.

[22] A handsome Frenchman and an ugly German.

[23] Back with the mob!

[24] Now then, gentlemen, can’t we work a little harder?

[25] There, old chum! There’s something to grease your dirty palm!

[26] This war will be the greatest stain on the history of Europe!

[27] “Upon what nation, in days to come, will the verdict of ‘guilty’ be passed by the tribunal of world history? One thing, at least, is certain. Germany can look forward to the verdict with a clear conscience.” (Otto von Gierke, Internationale Monatschrift fÜr Wissenschaft, Kunst, und Technik, November 1, 1914, 3rd Kriegsheft, “Deutsches Recht und Deutsche Kraft.”) At this identical time, the Protestant theologians of England, in the celebrated letter they sent to Adolf von Harnack, assured that illustrious German historian and personal friend of William II: “Doch wir sind der festen Ueberzeugung, dass Grossbritannien in diesem Kampfe fÜr Recht und Gewissen; fÜr Europa, die Menschheit und dauernden Frieden fecht.” [“We are, however, firmly convinced that, in this struggle, Great Britain is fighting for right and conscience, for Europe, humanity, and permanent peace.”] It is a remarkable fact that throughout Europe every one has a “clear conscience”!

[28] The German authorities subsequently rifled all the notebooks containing “memoirs.” It was only by continued stratagems that I was able to save part of my own.

[29]

The Vandals have taken Berlin! Oh, what a spectacle!
The pagans are at Danzig! The Mongols at Breslau!
In my mind all this rises simultaneously,
Pell-mell, as chance wills; it is horrible!… O shame!…
Germany, Germany, Germany.… Alas!

[30]

The little Frenchwoman
Who awaits me at home
Has eyes that glow
And a heart of lilac.…

[31] After repeated requests I had been allowed to subscribe to the Frankfurter Zeitung. Three other prisoners have subscribed respectively to the MÜnchener Neueste Nachrichten, the Berliner Tageblatt, and the KÖlnische Zeitung.

[32] Potato bread.

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A French Soldier’s Note-book

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Translated by C. K. OGDEN, M.A.

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When the Wicked Man …

By GUY THORNE

Author of “When it was Dark”

Mr. Guy Thorne’s new novel, “When the Wicked Man …,” is one of unusual and penetrating interest. It is a profound study of a bad man’s soul, stripped bare and naked without equivocation or evasion. If Maupassant had written this story it would have stopped at the third book, and a brilliant but unutterably painful document would be all that remained. Mr. Guy Thorne goes farther. He shows us the dark and sensual soul of Sebastian Warde moving towards the Light, until the wicked man at last turns from his wickedness, and, crushed, broken, and empty, casts himself at the feet of God. The action of the story takes place in Paris, at Athens and the Bay of Nauplia in Greece, at Weymouth in Dorsetshire, the French battle-front, and finally in London. These are the main divisions into which the tale naturally falls.

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In fact, the novel is quite unlike anything published in England for very many years.

Redwing

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Miss Smedley’s latest novel displays her usual skill in the presentation of character; and her characters do not stand still, but grow as we watch them. Her two leading characters in this book are a boy and girl, both of whom are lonely, misunderstood, and, to some extent, unwanted; and in each case the experiences of childhood create a determining bias. Their development of strength and courage not only helps them mutually, but finally brings the three people who are the dominating influences of their lives into happier conditions. The book is planned on a large scale, covers a wide range of social life, and deals with explorers, business gamblers, and men and women of large ambitions.

Families Repaired

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The Farm Servant

By E. H. ANSTRUTHER

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The Long Divorce

(John Bogardus)

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An Outraged Society

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