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j Here are three quotations worth Tcad- ' jug just, now. The first t« from General V.m Bernhard;, author of the famous book, ' Germany and the Nest War.’ It was written three, years ago this month, was highly popular m Germany, and in this country is to-day found exceedingly in tores ting in the camp editions that litter our railway bookstalls. “ Our science, our literature, and the warlike achievements of our past,” writes tho patriotically ecstatic German, “have made me proudly conscious of belonging to a .great civilised nation, which in apite of all the weakness and mistakes of bygone days must and assuredly will w.n a glorious future.” The second quotation is from an equally authoritative and patriotic German, Herr Trcitsthke. "Depth of conviction, idealism, universality, the power to look beyond all the limit of a finite existence, to sympathise with all that is human, to traverse the world of ideas in companionship with the noblest of all nations arid ages—this has at all times h-en the German characteristic; this ha* been extolled as the prerogative of German culture.” The third is from a Jadv working among the Belgian refugees at ’Exeter. “There is," she writes, “a family, father, mother, and three children, at the postmaster s, who, when flying to tho coast, saw a baby lying in a ditch.’ They took it up and brought it with them. They felt they could not leave it there. It is about a year oldMany little ohm arriving hero have hands and feet cut off.” Though painful, it is well to hate, this concrete example of tho working of “ culture'’ among “a great civilised nation which sympathises with all that is human, and prides itself on companionship with the noblest of all nations and ages.” I have personal knowledge that this fiendish atrocity committed upon helpless babes is not an isolated practice. Spending a week-end in a district remote from Exeter, the head gardener, talking about th« war, told me his sister, a, hard-working, childless widow, moved by the stories of Belgian refugees flooding the neighborhood, resolved to take charge of on* of the superfluous little ones. Making application in the proper quarter, she in due time had delivered et her cottage door an infant not yet two years old with both, its hands chopped off at the wrist. Tho tremor In tho voice of the sturdy gardener and the flash in his eye as he told this story were ominous for a group of Germans should he ehenno upon them spado in hand.— ‘ Keighley Nsws,*

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CULTURE AND CRIPPLED BABES, Evening Star, Issue 15687, 29 December 1914

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CULTURE AND CRIPPLED BABES Evening Star, Issue 15687, 29 December 1914