ed no difficulties, calculated
no sacrifices, in order to achieve success.
What these frenzied orders have cost in human lives history will tell
later on.
"_The German Fury in Belgium_,"
By L. MOKVELD.
Then the "seventy fives" were brought up at a gallop and poured a hail
of shell at the demoralized German infantry wading frantically through
the water towards the canal. Rifles and machine guns joined the work of
destruction, and the placid lake between the railway and canal was soon
dotted with drowning Germans fallen from the demoralized crowds
struggling to reach a haven of safety over the bridges of St. Georges,
Schoorbakke, and Tervaete.
The crisis of the battle of the Yser was over; the Germans had made
their great effort and had failed.
_The Times History of the War._
_Battle of the Yser. October, 1914._
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_WRITE IT DOWN, SCHOOLMASTER_
_William: "Write it down, Schoolmaster. Monday shall be Copper Day;
Tuesday, Potato Day; Wednesday, Leather Day; Thursday, Gold Day; Friday,
Rubber Day; Saturday, no Dinner Day, and Sunday, Hate Day!"_
Take you the folk of the Earth in pay,
With bars of gold your ramparts lay,
Bedeck the ocean with bow on bow,
Ye reckon well, but not well enough now,
French and Russian, they matter not,
A blow for a blow, a shot for a shot,
We fight the battle with bronze and steel,
And the time that is coming Peace will seal,
You we will hate with a lasting hate,
We will never forego our hate,
Hate by water and hate by land,
Hate of the head and hate of the hand,
Hate of the hammer and hate of the crown,
Hate of seventy millions choking down,
We love as one, we hate as one,
We have one foe and one alone,
ENGLAND!
_Hymn of Hate, by_ ERNST LISSAUER.
_Translation by_ BARBARA HENDERSON.
_New York Times, Oct., 1914._
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_BARBED WIRE_
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_THE SEA MINE_
Take the very first incident of the war, the mine laying by the _Koenigin
Luise_. Here was a vessel, which was obviously made ready with freshly
charged mines some time before there was any question of a general
European war, which was sent forth in time of peace, and which, on
receipt of a wireless message, began to spawn its hellish cargo across
the North Sea at points fifty miles from land in the tr
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