Our power of feeling or caring beyond the immediate questions of our own material well-being is temporarily eclipsed.

The greatest events outside our own direct experience and the most dreadful anticipations cannot move us.
In each human heart terror survives The ruin it has gorged: the loftiest fear All that they would disdain to think were true: Hypocrisy and custom make their minds The fanes of many a worship, now outworn.
They dare not devise good for man's estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare.
The good want power but to weep barren tears.
The powerful goodness want: worse need for them.
The wise want love; and those who love want wisdom; And all best things are thus confused to ill.
Many are strong and rich, and would be just, But live among their suffering fellow-men As if none felt: they know not what they do.
We have been moved already beyond endurance, and need rest.

Never in the lifetime of men now living has the universal element in the soul of man burnt so dimly.
For these reasons the true voice of the new generation has not yet spoken, and silent opinion is not yet formed.

To the formation of the general opinion of the future I dedicate this book.
THE END FOOTNOTES: [157] The figures for the United Kingdom are as follows: Net Excess of Monthly Imports Exports Imports Average $1,000 $1,000 $1,000 1913 274,650 218,850 55,800 1914 250,485 179,465 71,020 Jan.-Mar.

1919 547,890 245,610 302,280 April-June 1919 557,015 312,315 244,700 July-Sept.