this connexion, attention may well be drawn to a book with an ting and ominous title—"The Hailure of Victory'—from the pen of Sir Phil Gibbs. Phillip Gibbs gained his title by virtue of brilliant work as a war correspondent, Whilst battles were raging, he wrote with inspiring loyalty; but returned in the days of peace with a fierce hatred of war, sympathy with its victims, and deep suspicion of those principles which set the nations at each other's throats. He determined to devote himself to an exposure of some of its shams and horrors and to the creation' of an influential body of anti-military opinion: not puny pacificism, but a full-blooded fight for international sanity. Where so many greater men have failed, it is searcely likely that Sir Phillip Gibbs will succeed, but the attempt need not be dismissed as being hopeless. It is too urgently necessary.
A Jos ror tHe Jovenauist.
"Let us," he writes, "men of the pen, make a pact of peace among ourselves for the protection of all simple folk." As a newspaper man he thinks, and rightly.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.