In his cartoons we find the appeal to all that is best in human nature, to the finest impulses of man, to his deepest passions and his noblest emotions. All Raemaekers’ work is marvellously effective, but I take one single example, not perhaps the most important--his treatment of the rulers of Germany and Austria--in order to show his genius. By the power of his cartoons Raemaekers has fixed in the public mind a truer and deeper conception of the two emperors and the German crown prince than endless pages of print could possibly produce. The brutality, the over-weening arrogance, the hideous religious cant of the Emperor of Germany, with the touch of lunacy upon him, will live forever in Raemaekers’ portraits. The feeble senility of the late Emperor of Austria--joined as he frequently is with the Sultan and the King of Bulgaria, kindred spirits--a senility marked by the drivelling insensibility of extreme old age--those unlovely attributes are all there. As for the Crown Prince, he is known through these cartoons to millions who have never seen him and never will see him and will have only this image of him graven in their minds. As depicted by Raemaekers, he has a figure and face of low dissipation in which degeneracy and ferocity contend for mastery. And yet all these figures harmonize with the rest of the cartoons in teaching the one overpowering lesson as to the meaning of German victory. The barbarism, the belief in might as against right, the faith in brute force, the absence of human feeling,--these cry out to us through the pencil of the great artist that a world in which Germany should be dominant would be a world of slaves in which no free man could wish to live. HENRY CABOT LODGE. [Illustration] _German Submarines Fire on Open Boats_ Lord God made the earth and its wonders, The sea and the land. The rain of delight and the thunders Fall alike from His hand, To gladden His children,--and warn them Who will not understand. And the Lord God cried in His anger: “Who has poisoned My sea? Who has made it a desert of danger For My ships sailing free? I am God! and ye who have done it Shall account unto Me. “I have planted the wasteland of water For My folk to find food; And ye sow it with whirlwind and slaughter, Ye Devil’s dark brood. So now shall ye reap in full measure The harvest of blood.” ALICE BROWN _Hill, N. H. July 18, 1918._ [Illustration] _Not This Time!_ RAEMAEKERS THE PROPHET