The Allies--so you hear now--will do well if they get their little army away from the Dardanelles before the German-Turks eat 'em alive, and no Balkan state comes in to help the Allies.

Italy makes progress-slowly, of course, over almost impassable mountains--etc., etc.

Most of this doleful recital I think is true; and I find more and more men here who have lost hope of seeing an end of the war in less than two or three years, and more and more who fear that the Germans will never be forced out of Belgium.

And the era of the giant aeroplane seems about to come--a machine that can carry several tons and several men and go great distances--two engines, two propellers, and the like.

It isn't at all impossible, I am told, that these machines may be the things that will at last end the war--possibly, but I doubt it.
At any rate, it is true that a great wave of discouragement is come.