a tremendous tribute to the sincerity and depth of our loyalty to the Allies’ cause that we never for a moment allowed it to waver, even in the face of the British Press Bureau’s arrant provocation. The American Press, asking for bread in England, received a stone. That it accepted it, and went on playing the Allies’ game, has been one of the miracles of the war, for which these British Isles have reason to be profoundly grateful. [Illustration: 5 Questions to those who employ male servants] Inherent imperturbability and unimaginative censorship thus combined in the early weeks of the war, on the one hand to minimize popular conceptions of the struggle’s magnitude in England, and on the other to smother enthusiasm for it. You can not fully realize the immensity of the task if you are not permitted by your overlords to see it in its true proportions. You can certainly not become ecstatic about it if they insist on having it painted in exclusively drab, routine and joy-killing tints, when they are not covering it up altogether. Yet British patriotism was triumphing over all these natural and artificial handicaps. Kitchener was not only calling for five hundred thousand volunteers, but intimated that he would soon be asking for another five hundred thousand. He was getting them. London and the provinces were now plastered with recruiting posters, calling in compelling language for soldiers. "Your King and Country Need You!" Thus ran the most direct and frank appeal. By the tens of thousands men answered it. The desecrating bill-board which we know in America is an unknown excrescence in the British Isles, but, for the purposes of advertising for men for "Kitchener’s Army," practically every vacant space in the Kingdom was now turned into a hoarding. The base of Nelson’s Column in Trafalgar Square was splashed red, white and blue, black and yellow, green and orange, and every other shade capable of lending distinction to an eye-arresting poster. The great hotels and theaters, banks, government offices, and even churches, turned their walls and windows over to Kitchener’s advertising department for recruiting-bills, and occasionally themselves put up huge signs across their most imposing facades with such legends as: TO ARMS! RALLY ROUND THE FLAG! TO ARMS! YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS YOU! TO ARMS! ENLIST AT ONCE FOR THE WAR ONLY! or TO-DAY, YOUNG MAN, YOU ARE NEEDED TO FIGHT FOR YOUR COUNTRY’S DEFENSE! FALL IN! JOIN THE ARMY AT ONCE! or MEN OF BRITAIN, UPHOLD YOUR COUNTRY’S HONOR AND LIBERTY! SERVE WITH YOUR FRIENDS! or you would read what the King had said: "NO PRICE CAN BE TOO HIGH WHEN HONOR AND LIBERTY ARE AT STAKE." Even the fences of the parks, the windows and sides of the omnibuses and the wind-shields of the taxicabs reminded men every hour of the day and night that "Your King and Country Need You."