Then the murder war fairly won for the Allies, we are promised by the optimists a wise and lasting peace.
The bells that rang out in Petrograd and Moscow sounded, we are told, the death knell of autocracy in Berlin and Vienna.

The clarion tones that echoed through the Crimea and Siberia, albeit to the ear of the masses muffled in the Schwarzwald and along the shores of the North Sea, and up and down the Danube and the Rhine, yet conveyed a whispered message which may presently break into song; the glad song of freedom with it glorious refrain: "The Romanoffs gone! Perdition having reached the Hohenzollerns and the Hapsburgs, all will be well!" Anyhow, freedom; self-government; for whilst a scrutinizing and solicitous pessimism, observing and considering many abuses, administrative and political, federal and local, in our republican system--abuses which being very visible are most lamentable--may sometimes move us to lose heart of hope in democracy, we know of none better.

So, let us stand by it; pray for it; fight for it.

Let us by our example show the Russians how to attain it.

Let us by the same token show the Germans how to attain it when they come to see, if they ever do, the havoc autocracy has made for Germany.