s which the Slavs undoubtedly exercise over
many of them and combine in a brotherly fashion, under the guidance of a
disinterested State, to work for an independent Albania--those idealists
have every right to be heard. Their solution is, in fact, the one that
would, as we have elsewhere said, be best for everyone concerned. The
late Professor Burrows, who believed in the possibility of such an
arrangement, thought that it would take generations for this people "to
pass from blood feud and tribal jealousy to the good order of a unified
State, unless they have tutorage in the art of self-government." There
seem to be grave difficulties, both external and internal, in the way of
setting up such a tutorage over the whole of the 1913 Albania; and if a
majority of the northern and north-eastern tribes prefer to turn to
Yugoslavia, rather than to join the frustrated patriots and the wilder
brethren in turning away from it, they should not be sweepingly
condemned as traitors to the national cause. The frame of mind which
looks with deep suspicion on a road that links a tribe to its neighbour
is not very promising for those who dream of an Albanian nation; it is a
prevalent and fundamental frame of mind. "The Prince of Wied," we are
told by his countryman, Dr. Max Mueller, "succeeded in conquering the
hearts of those Albanians who supported him and of gaining the highest
respect of those who were his political opponents." No doubt they were
flattered when they noticed that he had so far become an Albanian as to
surround his residence at Durazzo with barbed-wire entanglements.

Among the solutions of the Albanian problem was that which Dr. Mueller
very seriously, not to say ponderously, put forward in 1916.[73] This
gentleman, with a first-hand knowledge of the country, which he gained
during the War, did not minimize the task which would face the Prince of
Wied on his return. Of that wooden potentate one may say that his work
in Albania did not collapse for the reason that it was never started; a
few miles from Durazzo, his capital, from which, I believe, he made only
that one excursion whose end was undignified, a few miles away he
excited the derision of his "subjects," and a few miles farther off they
had not heard of him. Dr. Mueller, after reproving us sternly for smiling
at the national decoration, in several classes, with which his Highness
on landing at the rickety pier was graciously pleased to gladden the
meritorious n