The developments of the Great War, up to date, do not hold out any hope that Idealism will be respected until the war is finished and the passions of the belligerents are cooled. It is evident that the practical and material problems must first be solved, leaving the ethical ones for later adjustment. It is to be feared, indeed, that the war will settle down not only into a ghastly conflict of blood and destruction, but also into one of retaliation and cruelty, in which all the laws of war hitherto recognized will be ignored and all international law will become a dead letter. The old Latin motto, _Inter arma silent leges_, is already construed more literally in practice than it was by the pagans of the pre-Christian era. Modern inventions of death-dealing machinery, poisonous gases and explosives, deadly air craft and submarines, have furnished an excuse to declare the former international rules for the conduct of war obsolete, and it is a question if this avowal will not become more pronounced as the war progresses. The world is confronted with the horrible possibility that war will come to mean actually, as it always has in theory, the denial of all humanity, all justice, all fairness, all chivalry, all mercy, and become a struggle to the death not a bit less brutal than that of the wild beasts of the jungle. THE ASSAULT ON J. P. MORGAN The attempted assassination of J. P. Morgan, the eminent financier, was undoubtedly the work of a crank, or a man crazed by too much brooding over the bloody tragedy now enacting in the theatre of the great war. It is the men of prominence who are usually the objects of attacks from the demented. The assassination of Presidents Garfield and McKinley was unmistakably the work of cranks whose murderous instincts had been set aflame by irresponsible newspaper talk and reckless political criticism. The mind of the man Holt who shot Mr. Morgan appears to have been unsettled in much the same manner. The incident tends to emphasize and bring home to every one the necessity for putting a curb upon the tongue and to refrain from vicious war talk. It is a time especially in this country, to soothe instead of to arouse passion. The spirit of neutrality should sit upon the tongue and the pen, preside at the feast, and accompany us in our daily round of duties. Let there be one great country in which the demon of strife and murder is not let loose. It is not always possible to protect a man against a crank, but it is possible to restrain the evil speech which breeds cranks. WON’T DANCE TO OUR MUSIC