be brought to a realization that they must settle their differences SOME OTHER WAY than by wholesale slaughter of the proletariat.

But what happened? The kaiser declared war. The allies responded in kind. And where, oh where, was the grand army of the internationalists?

John R. McMahon, himself a Socialist, in a strong article in the Independent says: "International socialism was paralyzed, gagged, dumb, stowed out of sight, swept aside as a feather, while hell's legions marched bloodlustily to the front." Socialists everywhere, with a few exceptions, flocked to the standards of the belligerents. Nationalism was triumphant. Suddenly hushed was the song:

"The international party

Shall be the human race."

In one day the multitudes that had been. preaching the lofty principles of brotherhood slumped into primeval jungleism and the kill

was on.

Eventually the underlying principle of Socialism, at least that much of it that makes all human creatures brothers and refuses to kill and pillage them of another race, must triumph; but the cause will have to find disciples of sterner stuff than the Socialists of Europe.

The early Christians gladly died for their convictions; perished at the stake rather than join Rome's butcher legions. But "the blood of the martyrs was the seed of the church."

Had a hundred Socialists chosen death rather than to murder their brethren, so magnificent an example might have thrilled the world. Now thousands of them are fallen in the battles of their enemies.

Had a general strike against war and for humanity been declared, the heart of the world would have leaped with a bound of youth and hope.

As it is, these terrible words of Mr. McMahon stand:

"Socialism in Europe is guilty of a monstrous crime. It has swallowed its principles, spat upon brotherhood, betrayed the class it professes to represent, everlastingly disgraced the red banner of internationalism. It has surrendered to the enemy; it has joined with enthusiastic abandon the capitalistic and dynastic butchers who are turning Europe into a people's killing bed."

Tuesday, October 13, 1914.

THE NEW SHALL CONQUER THE

OLD

LISTEN!

Right now, in the midst of alarms, I prophesy that brotherhood shall triumph.

They are meeting in the trenches, before the forts, upon the plain; they are sniping each other from behind trees; they are plunging bayonets into soft flesh; they are blasting human bodies into bits; they curse, hate, strike; but the day shall come when out of all this welter of brutal passions there shall grow up a tree of union, whose roots shall be France, Germany, Russia, one people forever.

This is my belief, which I believe with all my heart. Egotism and pride must go down before altruism. Hate cannot last. The fires of war feeling must die away. The jealousies of nations must dissolve. Humanity must

swallow up patriotism.

The German people and the English people do not hate each other. They are blinded by the falseness and folly of leaders. With any

kind of wise government they would co-operate, the prosperity of each would enhance the welfare of the other. They would be two great brothers, and not two fierce tigers.

I believe this because I believe that intelligence is longer lived than stupidity; that wisdom always conquers ignorance; that kindness and good will are tougher, stronger, and more enduring than hostility.

The conditions of war cannot last. They mean destruction, horror, desolation. Men cannot forever endure the massacre of youth, hearts cannot always stand the wail of women, the human race cannot go on seeing the products of their centuries of construction being battered and razed by cannon. What people permanently want is a chance to work; they want homes and a piece of ground, the smiles of women, and the laughter of children. Before this persistent desire all war, war organizations, and war motives must fall.

On March 1, 1871, when the French National Assembly met at Bordeaux, at the close of the Franco-Prussian war, to ratify the preliminary articles of peace with Germany, Victor Hugo spoke. He foretold how France would some day arise from her ashes and take her revenge upon her foe.

"Then," he said, "France will suddenly

arouse herself. She will become formidable. She will regain Alsace and Lorraine. Is it enough? No! No! No! She will capturelisten!-Treves, Mainz, Cologne, Coblenz! -and you shall hear France cry: 'The clock strikes my hour! Germany, hear me! Am I thine enemy? No, I am thy sister! I have taken all from thee. I return all to thee, upon one condition: That we shall no longer be a divided people; that we shall be one united family, one republic. I will demolish my fortresses, thou thine. My vendetta isbrotherhood!

"No more frontier. The Rhine, mine and thine. We shall be the same republic, we shall be the United States of Europe, we shall be the continental federation, we shall be the liberty of Europe. And now let us clasp hands, for we have rendered each a reciprocated service. Thou hast freed me from my emperor. I will free thee from thine.'"

Hate, war lust, individual and national egotism, and all the devil feelings that make men organize to kill, are old, old as man himself. But love and kindness, mutual help and joy of companionship, are eternally new, fresh with each generation, divinely evergreen, the inexterminable instincts of human beings, who