that sacred figure, but the French were
not willing to injure their ideals by shooting the crucifix to pieces.

To-day all the world despises the Germans. Nothing is sacred to them.
Their souls are dead within them and when the soul dies, everything
dies.

The German's body may live on for twenty years, but you might as well
pronounce the funeral address to-day, for the soul of Germany is dead.
Nothing but a physical fighting machine now remains.

Meanwhile, France lives. Never were her ideals so lofty and pure. That
is why the world loves France. She has kept faith with her ideals.

9. The Ruined Studio

I have in my possession several photographs of a ruined studio. Some
twenty or thirty Germans dashed into a little French village one day,
and demanded at the point of their automatic pistols the surrender by
the women of their rings, jewelry, money and their varied treasure. At
the edge of the village was a simple little summer-house, in which one
of the French artists had his studio. He had been in that valley for
three months, sketching, and working very hard. Knowing that they had
but a little time in which to do their work as vandals, the Huns started
to ruin the studio. With big knives they cut the fine canvases into
ruins. They knocked down the marbles, and the bronzes; the little bust
from the hand of Rodin was smashed with a hammer. The bronze brought
from Rome was pounded until the face was ruined. One blow of the hammer
smashed the Chinese pottery, another broke the plates and the porcelain
into fragments. Then every corner of the room was defiled, and the pigs
fled from their filthy stye. Across one of the canvases the German
officer wrote the words, "This is my trademark." And every other part of
the canvas was cut to ribbons with his knife. No more convincing
evidence of the real German character can possibly be found than these
photographs of the interior of that ruined studio.

Here we have the reason why the Kaiser himself, who knew the German
through and through, called his people Huns. Long ago the first Huns
entered Italy. They found a city of marble, ivory, and silver. They left
it a heap and a ruin. They had no understanding of a palace; they did
not know what a picture meant, or a marble; they were irritated by the
superiority of the Roman. What they could not understand they determined
to destroy. That is one of the reasons why all the marbles and bronzes
that we have in Italy are marred