Men will say that is the Justice of God. I can see
no loving God’s work in the starvation of babes, nor in the weakening of
women so that mothers have no milk. I see only the cruelty of men. It is
certain now that, having won the war, we must be merciful in peace. We
must relieve the blockade, which is still starving these people. We must
not go out for vengeance but rather to rescue. For this war has involved
the civilian populations of Europe and is not limited to armies. A
treaty of peace will be with Famine and Plague rather than with defeated
generals and humiliated diplomats. If we make a military peace, without
regard to the agonies of peoples, there will be a tragic price to pay
by victors as well as by vanquished. For the victors are weak too. Their
strength was nearly spent. They--except my people--were panting to
the last gasp when their enemy fell at last. They need a peace of
reconciliation for their own sakes, because no new frontiers may save
them from sharing the ruin of those they destroy, nor the disease of
those they starve. America alone comes out of the war strong and rich.
For that reason we have the power to shape the destiny of the human
race, and to heal, as far as may be, the wounds of the world. It is our
chance in history. The most supreme chance that any race has had since
the beginning of the world. All nations are looking to President Wilson
to help them out of the abyss and to make a peace which shall lead the
people out of the dark jungle of Europe. My God!... If Wilson will be
noble and wise and strong, he may alter the face of the world, and win
such victory as no mortal leader ever gained. If not--if not--there will
be anguish unspeakable, and a worse darkness, and a welter of anarchy
out of whose madness new wars will be bred, until civilisation drops
back to savagery, or disappears. _I am afraid!_”
He spoke those last words with a terrible thrill in his rather high,
harsh voice, and I, too, standing there in the darkness, by the Rhine,
had a sense of mighty powers at work with the destiny of many peoples,
and of risks and chances and hatreds and stupidities thwarting the
purpose of noble minds and humble hearts after this four years’
massacre.... And I was afraid.
VI
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