nd of a Belgian woman. She had seen her two sons killed before her
eyes. She tells of that and of other horrors. Among such, of the German
lads she had stepped over, their blue eyes quiet in death. The passion
and the fear and the hate cleansed out of them. Just boys with their
clothes torn--so like boys.

"They, too, have got mothers, poor lads!" is all she says, thinking of
them lying side by side with her own.

When the madness and the folly are over, when the tender green is
creeping in and out among the blackened ruins, it will be well for us to
think of that dying Uhlan who had to put up with a French baby instead
of his own; of that Belgian mother to whom the German youngsters were
just "poor lads"--with their clothes torn.

And the savagery and the cruelty and the guiltiness that go to the
making of war we will seek to forget.

*"As They Tested Our Fathers"*

*By Rudyard Kipling.*

_Following is the text of an address by Mr. Kipling to a mass
meeting at Brighton, Sept. 8, 1914:_

Through no fault nor wish of ours we are at war with Germany, the power
which owes its existence to three well-thought-out wars; the power which
for the last twenty years has devoted itself to organizing and preparing
for this war; the power which is now fighting to conquer the civilized
world.

For the last two generations the Germans in their books, teachers,
speeches, and schools have been carefully taught that nothing less than
this world conquest was the object of their preparations and their
sacrifices. They have prepared carefully and sacrificed greatly.

We must have men, and men, and men, if we with our allies are to check
the onrush of organized barbarism.

Have no illusions. We are dealing with a strong and magnificently
equipped enemy, whose avowed aim is our complete destruction.

The violation of Belgium, the attack on France, and the defense against
Russia are only steps by the way. The Germans' real objective, as she
has always told us, is England and England's wealth, trade, and
worldwide possessions.

If you assume for an instant that that attack will be successful,
England will not be reduced, as some people say, to the rank of a
second-rate power, but we shall cease to exist as a nation. We shall
become an outlying province of Germany, to be administered with what
severity German safety and interest require.

We arm against such a fate. We enter into a new life in which all the
fact