Horror succeeding horror has in some sort blunted our sensibilities.

Not only are our sympathies numbed by the immensity of the slaughter and the sorrow, but patriotism itself is chilled by the selfish thought that, having thus far measurably escaped, we may pull through without paying our share.

This will account for a certain indifferentism we now and again encounter.
At the moment we are felicitating ourselves--or, is it merely confusing ourselves ?--over the revolution in Russia.

It seems of good augury.

To begin with, for Russia.