A CRISIS IN BERLIN.

Observer, Volume XXXV, Issue 20, 23 January 1915, Page 23

A CRISIS IN BERLIN.

The King was wearing an anxious air, The kingly soul wag sore; Furrowed ins brow with the vexing care Of running a cultured war: For the present problem imposed a strain On even his superhuman brain. So truly heroic had proven they Who fought for the Fatherland, He bad given his iron cross away With a far from niggardly hand; Till now no soldier was not possessed Of a bauble to hang on his manly chest. For Hans had one for—l can't recall, And Fritz for—Heaven knows what; And Heinrich's deed was the best of all,

Though its mature was quite forgot. Yet crosses remained, a goodly heap: He'd' a natty machine that made them cheap. Must his busy factory 6top for la*k Of heroes to find it work? But here the Imperial 6mile came back— The future was free from murk. "The problem is solved; let sadness cease: My soldiers shall have a brace apiece." Theia. A PEACEFUL HEART'S DESIRE. I'm tired of seeing Mars preempt the centre of the 6tage, I'm tired of seeing war news spread across the whole front pacr^; I'm wearying of armies, forts and mines and fighting crews, I want to see the old familiar headlines in the news. Instead of "German Shell Fire Sets a Belgian Town Aflame," I'd read of "Kansan Victimised by Wire-Tapping Game." I see that "Thousand Belgians Put a German Corps to Flight," But want to know that "Pankhurst Vows She Will Not Eat a Bite." I learn to-day that "French and German Birdmen Clash in Air," But miss the "Actress, Jilted. Sues a Piteburgh Millionaire." What boots it that "Italians Threaten' Now to Join the Fray," If I can't read that "Scientist Makes Hens Lay Twice a Day"? And though it's true that "Russia Captures Eighty German Spies," I long to learn that "T.R. Stamps Barnes's Statements Wilful Lies." I'm wearying of armies, forts and mines and fighting Crews, I want to see the old familiar headlines in the news! New York "Sun."