Methodist Church (Great Britain) -- Fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Fiction
The Cabinet Minister seemed to be collecting his thoughts for a few
seconds, then he said, 'Of course the question is a very big one. First
of all, take the East. If Russia is freed from traitors, and if she
holds together,--and if, with the help that we can give her, she can have
enough munitions, I don't think we need fear anything there. Then, while
our Salonica effort doesn't seem to amount to much, we are holding up a
vast number of men, and doing good work. But I do not expect anything
decisive from there. Then, in a way, we are doing valuable work in
Mesopotamia and Palestine; by that means we are gradually wearing down
the Turks. When we come nearer home,--Italy is doing very well. She'll
make a big push in a few months, and we shall be able to help her.
France is, of course, becoming a bit exhausted, but France is good for a
long while yet. It is we who have to play the decisive game, and if we
hold together, as I believe we shall if we have no Labour troubles, so
that munitions and supplies may be plentiful, we shall be stronger in the
field than the Germans are. We have beaten them in big guns, in
explosives, and in men. Of course it'll be a long, tough fight, for the
Germans realize that it is neck or nothing with them, and they'll hold
out to the last. But we are the strongest side, and in the end they'll
crumple up.'
'Then you think,' asked Edgecumbe, 'that our victory will depend on these
things?--on stronger armies, and a bigger supply of munitions?'
'That, and the ability of our generals. The German generals are very
able men, but I think we beat them even there.'
'Then that is how you roughly outline our forces, and our hopes of
victory?'
'Yes, that is it, roughly,' replied the Minister.
'May I ask whether that is the view of the Government as a whole?'
'What other view is there?'
'Then where does God come in?'
He asked the question simply, but evidently he was deeply in earnest. I
recognized the intensity of his voice, saw the flash of his eyes.
The Minister looked towards me in a bewildered kind of way. I have an
idea that he thought Edgecumbe was mad.
'I don't quite understand you,' he said. 'Will you tell me exactly what
you mean?'
'I asked you,' said Edgecumbe, 'what you thought were the forces to be
used in order to win this war, and you told me; whereupon I asked you
where God came in.'
'God!' repeated the Minister; 'why, we are at war!'
'Exactly, that is why I ask. When the war commenced, the people of the
nation were informed that we were going to fight a holy war, that we were
going to crush militarism, do justice to small states, bring about an
abiding peace in the world. We were told that it was God's war. May I
ask where God comes in in your scheme of carrying it on?'
The Minister smiled. Evidently he had come to the conclusion that
Edgecumbe was a harmless lunatic, and should not be taken seriously.
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