moral defence to remain for her future. It is almost as though the men now directing her affairs lent ear carefully to every word spoken in praise of them abroad, and met it at once by the tremendous denial of example. It is almost as though the Prussian felt it a sort of personal insult to receive the praise of dupes and fools, and perhaps it is. HILAIRE BELLOC [Illustration: IT’S UNBELIEVABLE DUTCH OFFICER: “How can they have soiled their hands by such atrocities?” SHE: “Can they have done it, my dear? German officers are so nice.”] Kreuzland, Kreuzland über Alles This war has produced examples of every kind of misery which human beings can inflict upon each other, except one. Europe has mercifully been spared long sieges of populous towns, ending in the surrender of the starving population. But many towns and villages have been burnt; and masses of refugees have fled before the invader, knowing too well the brutal treatment which they had to expect if they remained. Very many of the unhappy Belgians have taken refuge in Holland; a considerable number have found an asylum in this country. They are homeless and ruined; if the war were to end to-morrow, many of them would not know where to go or how to live. Families have been broken up; husbands and wives, parents and children, are ignorant of each other’s fate. In this picture we see a crowd of children, herded together like a flock of sheep, with nobody to take care of them. Their _via dolorosa_ is marked by long rows of crosses on either side, emblems of suffering, death, and sacrifice. In the distance rise the smoke and flames from one of the innumerable incendiary fires which the Germans, like the cruel banditti of the Middle Ages, have kindled wherever they go. THE DEAN OF ST. PAUL’S [Illustration: KREUZLAND, KREUZLAND ÜBER ALLES BELGIUM, 1914: “Where are our fathers?”] The Ex-Convict