In times of war superstition is rife. A curious legend now going round is that in the very near future, some tremendous event will occur which will so. shock the world that we shall all stop fighting. But what it to be? "In the Days of the Comet" recurs} to mind. Nothing but a miracle, or beating them to pulp would stop the Germans from fighting. "Peace," said von Moltke, "is a dream and not a good dream." And some 1,900 years ago Tacitus wrote of the Germans; "They hate peace and think it weak to win with sweat what can be won with blood." They have always been the same—brutal and remorseless to those they conquer, cringing and cowardly to their superiors.
'As against war-ending miracles, all military writers (and the Prime Minister) continually warn us to prepare for a terrific test of strength this spring, 'There is a general belief that Hitler will try to invade us, probably' Deginning with trains of gliders each carry ing, 60 of 70 armed men and a light tank or two,' their business being so to smash. up our' factories and disrupt communications that an army might be landed by sea, One obvious difficulty is that trains of gliders would have to fly low and slowly, atid would thus be very vulnerable, But that is not to say that Hitler won't try something of the sort. It would really be a relief to every tone if he would, Meanwhile evidence of the increasing strength of our Alr Force is to be seen on the daylight raids -by British bombers supported by a large force of fighters on enemy territory. 'This is not only more satisfying than night raids good as they are, but proof that we are able to take the offensive. 'The' Germans still outnumber us in, the air, but. it is not doubted that our air craft are very much superior to theirs, in spite of blood curdling stories of semi-invisible aeroplanes with soundless engines, which some German is said to have invented.
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