The first thing this nation has to do to have a body is to get its own attention. The reason that the people of America in the Red Cross achieved a body, is that some one had a body for--the vision that if all the different kinds of people we had in America who had never dreamed of doing a thing together before, could be got together to do one thing together now the world war could be won. This spectral and visionary-looking idea somehow in the Red Cross, was not only the thing that started the Red Cross, but it was the daily momentum, the daily mounting up in the hearts of the people that made it go. The leaders of the Red Cross--Mr. Davison and the men he gathered about him had a vision of what could be done which other people did not dare to have. The secret of the Red Cross was that it was a vision-machine, a machine for multiplying one man's vision a millionfold, working out in the sight of the people three thousand miles a vision greater than the people would have thought they could have. This vision which the Red Cross had, which it advertised to people and made other people have, is what the people liked about it. The people threw down their jewels for it--for something to believe about themselves and do with themselves greater than they had believed before. They threw down their creeds for it. They threw down their class prejudices for it--a huge buoyant serious daily vision of action in which all classes and all creeds of people could live and dream and work together every day. No more matter of fact conclusive demonstration of the implacable splendid brutal power of vision, of the power of vision to precipitate across three thousand miles a body for the souls and the prayers of a people, could be imagined than the Red Cross during its great days in the war. The Red Cross became capable of doing what it did because it touched the imagination of the average humdrum man rich or poor and made him think of somebody besides himself. The Red Cross did this by what was practically an advertising campaign, the advertising of different sets of people, to all of the others. The result was what looked and felt like a miracle--a kind of apocalypse of people who have outdone themselves. Naturally the people liked it. And naturally people who have watched themselves and one another outdoing themselves, can do anything. My own experience is that when I set out to find the real truth about people whether it pets me in my feeling about them or not, people turn out to be incredibly alike. They are all more full of good than they seem to want me to believe. The only difference is that some of them are more successful in keeping me from believing in them than others. I have taken some satisfaction in seeing in the Red Cross, a nation backing me up in this experience with human nature in America. III THE CALL OF A HUNDRED MILLION PEOPLE