corresponding figures for Bavaria, Wuertemberg, Baden, and other States
have to be added; so that the estimate of Mr. Hilaire Belloc that the
total losses of the Germans up to date must be somewhere near a million
and three-quarters men would appear to be not very far out.

Well now, supposing that the war were to last for two years, it follows
that, at the same rate of loss, the German casualties would amount to
12,250,000, which is almost unthinkable. Its very destructiveness should
tend to shorten the duration of this terrible war. As Mr. Asquith said at
the opening of Parliament, in a curiously cryptic and significant passage:
"The war may last long. I doubt myself if it will last as long as many
people originally predicted." God grant that this may be so!

But in the meantime there are no signs of any abatement of fury on the
part of the Imperial Hun of Berlin, who stamps, and struts, and rages like
Pistol on the field of Agincourt; and "Bid him prepare, for I will cut his
throat!" is ever the burden of his objurgations. How different from the
calm, serene, dignified utterances of our own gracious Sovereign and the
despatches of his Generals are the minatory rantings of the Kaiser, his
von Klucks, and his Crown Princes of Bavaria, with their vicious appeals
to the worst passions of their soldiers against the English as the most
bitterly hated of all their foes!

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THE ILLUSTRATED WAR NEWS, NOV. 18, 1914--5

[Illustration: HE WAS A MAN: FIELD-MARSHALL EARL ROBERTS, THE
WORLD-FAMOUS SOLDIER, WHO DIED AT SIR JOHN FRENCH'S HEADQUARTERS.]

Full of years and honours, Lord Roberts has met death upon the Field of
Honour as surely as though he had died fighting at the head of the brave
soldiers whom he loved so well. To enumerate his qualities: indomitable
courage, keen intelligence, broad humanity, is to gild refined gold. At
the call of duty he visited the Army and the Indian soldiers in France,
despite his eighty-two years; there he caught a chill and passed
peacefully away. The message to Lady Roberts by Field-Marshall Sir John
French will find universal echo: "...Your grief is shared by us who mourn
the loss of a much-loved chief ... It seems a fitter ending to the life of
so great a soldier that he should hav