st she may have seemed
quiet to the point of apathy. But don't fancy that Englishmen are
apathetic. They are slow and they are sure. They are just beginning to
realize that they have these fellows by the back of the necks. Before I
left London I saw every day in the Temple Gardens, down by the
Embankment, that steady drill of thousands of young men in straw hats,
yellow shoes, and business suits. I felt their spirit.

"There is a great fundamental difference between the spirit of Germany
and the spirit of the Allies, and the whole world has recognized it.
With the Allies there has been no boasting, even now when they realize
that the top is reached and this war is on the down grade. There is
determination, but there is no cock-sureness, no goose-step. There is
no insolence.

"Why, in the last analysis, is the whole world against Germany? Because
of her insufferable insolence. It is an insolence which has been fairly
bred in the bone of every German soldier. I can give you a little
concrete instance. My daughter-in-law had been serving in one of the
Paris hospitals ever since the war broke out. She was finally placed on
a committee which was to meet the trainloads of wounded soldiers when
they first arrived.

"In one of the cars one day there was a wounded officer, a German. He
spoke no French, and a young French Lieutenant, very courteous, was
trying to make him understand something. My daughter, too, had no
success. Finally a young German, a common soldier who was in the same
car, said to this German officer: 'I am an Alsatian; I can interpret for
you.'

"'How dare you!' And the German officer turned to him in perfect fury.
'How do you, a common soldier, dare to speak to me, an officer!' And
with that he struck the Alsatian full in the face with what little
strength he had left.

"Now there is an example of the attitude to which the German military
has been trained.

"On another occasion, when a French officer, after one of the battles,
came courteously to the commanding German officer of the division and
said, 'Sir, you are my prisoner,' the German spat in his face. That is
all very dramatic and you may say that he showed much spirit, but you
could hardly call it a sporting spirit, surely not a civilized spirit.

"It is this domineering spirit that the whole world is resenting.
Nothing that Germany can do through her well-organized press agents can
conceal that insolence which has been a continuous policy for