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yet, though he freely offers up his life on that altar, he cannot but marvel that in these days of enlightenment such a wasteful sacrifice should be necessary, and thinking how

he asks,

and far from hoping that War can end War sees that 'the end of War is War' again. He is no pessimist, but, not afraid to face the stern truth, has no inclination to deceive himself with pleasant illusions. He can believe that a new and wiser spirit will enter into all mankind, putting an end to the foolish, crude injustices and barbarities that shame our civilisation and

—to borrow a phrase from one of his peace