Slowly great tears rolled down the woman's cheeks. What was this monster that was smashing men? Her boy and this other, they were the same. No hate was in their hearts. They suffered--the whole world suffered. Her country went in hunger. The babies in the nearby cottages grew weak for want of milk. She mustn't tell that to the English lad. His heart would break. Why must such suffering be? Was she to blame? There was the English lad without a mother. She had not thought of him and others like him. Her home, her sons, her Fatherland, these had been sufficient. But each life hangs on every other. Motherhood is universal. V--A GERMAN MOTHER TO THE ENGLISH BOY WHO KILLED HER SON Suddenly she knew what to write. What she must say to that grief-stricken English boy. Quickly her hand penned the words: "DEAR LAD: There is nothing to forgive. I see you as you are--your troubled goodness. I feel you coming to me like a little boy astounded at having done ill when you meant well. You seem my son. I am glad your hands cared for my other boy. I had rather you than any other touched his earthly body. He was my youngest. I think you saw his fineness. I know the torture of your heart since you have slain him. To women brotherhood is a reality. For all men are our sons. That makes war a monster that brother must slay brother. Yet perhaps women more than men have been to blame for this world war. We did not think of the world's children, our children. The baby hands that clutched our breast were so sweet, we forgot the hundred other baby hands stretched out to us. But the Earth does not forget, she mothers all. And now my heart aches with repentance. I long to take you in my arms and lay your head upon my breast to make you feel through me your kinship with all the earth. Help me, my son, I need you. Be your vision, my vision. Spread the dream of oneness and love throughout the land. When the war is over come to me. I am waiting for you.--DEINE MUTTER." FOOTNOTE: [15] All numerals relate to stories herein told--not to chapters in the original sources. FIGHTING "WITH THE RUSSIAN ARMY"--ON AUSTRIAN FRONT _The Colossal Struggle of the Slavs_ _Told by Bernard Pares, Official Observer with the Russian Army_