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which　has　become　a　watchword　with　the　peacemakers　on　the

continent　of　Europe。　　Its　success　there　has　been　very　great；　and

I　wish　its　success　on　the　continent　of　America　could　be　so　great

that　it　might　replace　in　the　hands　of　our　millions　the　baleful

books　which　have　lately　been　glorifying　bloodshed　in　the　private

and　public　wars　of　the　past；　if　not　present。　　The　wars　which　〃Lay

Down　Your　Arms〃　deals　with　are　not　quite　immediate；　and　yet　they

are　not　so　far　off　historically；　either。　　They　are　the

Franco…Austrian　war　of　1859；　the　Austro…Prussian　war　of　1866；　and

the　Franco…German　war　of　1870；　and　the　heroine　whose　personal

relation　makes　them　live　so　cruelly　again　is　a　young　Austrian

lady　of　high　birth。　　She　is　the　daughter　and　the　sister　of

soldiers；　and　when　the　handsome　young　officer；　of　equal　rank　with

her　own；　whom　she　first　marries；　makes　love　to　her　just　before

the　outbreak　of　the　war　first　named；　she　is　as　much　in　love　with

his　soldiership　as　with　himself。　　But　when　the　call　to　arms

comes；　it　strikes　to　her　heart　such　a　sense　of　war　as　she　has

never　known　before。　　He　is　killed　in　one　of　the　battles　of　Italy；

and　after　a　time　she　marries　another　soldier；　not　such　a　beau

sabreur　as　the　first；　but　a　mature　and　thoughtful　man；　who　fights

through　that　second　war　from　a　sense　of　duty　rather　than　from

love　of　fighting；　and　comes　out　of　it　with　such　abhorrence　that

he　quits　the　army　and　goes　with　his　family　to　live　in　Paris。　

There　the　third　war　overtakes　him；　and　in　the　siege；　this

Austrian；　who　has　fought　the　Prussians　to　the　death；　is　arrested

by　the　communards　as　a　Prussian　spy　and　shot。



The　bare　outline　of　the　story　gives；　of　course；　no　just　notion　of

the　intense　passion　of　grief　which　fills　it。　　Neither　does　it

convey　a　due　impression　of　the　character　in　the　different　persons

which；　amidst　the　heartbreak；　is　ascertained　with　some　such　truth

and　impartiality　as　pervade　the　effects　of　〃War　and　Peace。〃　　I　do

not　rank　it　with　that　work；　but　in　its　sincerity　and　veracity　it

easily　ranks　above　any　other　novel　treating　of　war　which　I　know；

and　it　ought　to　do　for　the　German　peoples　what　the　novels　of

Erckmann…Chatrian　did　for　the　French；　in　at　least　one　generation。　

Will　it　do　anything　for　the　Anglo…Saxon　peoples？　　Probably　not

till　we　have　pacified　the　Philippines　and　South　Africa。　　We

Americans　are　still　apparently　in　love　with　fighting；　though　the

English　are　apparently　not　so　much　so；　and　as　it　is　always　well

to　face　the　facts；　I　will　transfer　to　my　page　some　facts　of

fighting　from　this　graphic　book；　which　the　read　may　apply　to　the

actualities　in　the　Philippines；　with　a　little　imagination。　　They

are　taken　from　a　letter　written　to　the　heroine　by　her　second

husband　after　one　of　the　Austrian　defeats。　　〃The　people　poured

boiling　water　and　oil　on　the　Prussians　from　the　windows　of　the

houses　at　。。。。　　The　village　is　oursno；　it　is　the　enemy's；

now　ours　againand　yet　once　more　the　enemy's；　but　it　is　no

longer　a　village；　but　a　smoking　mass　of　ruins　of　houses。。。。One

family　has　remained　behind。。。an　old　married　couple　and　their

daughter；　the　latter　in　childbed。　　The　husband　is　serving　in　our

regiment。。。。　　Poor　devil！　he　got　there　just　in　time　to　see　the

mother　and　child　die；　a　shell　had　exploded　under　their　bed。。。。　　I

saw　a　breastwork　there　which　was　formed　of　corpses。　　The

defenders　had　heaped　all　the　slain　who　were　lying　near；　in　order；

from　that　rampart；　to　fire　over　at　their　assailants。　　I　shall

surely　never　forget　that　wall　in　my　life。　　A　man　who　formed　one

of　its　bricks　was　still　alive；　and　was　waving　his　arm。。。。　　What

is　happening　there？　　The　execution　party　is　drawn　out。　　Has　a　spy

been　caught？　　Seventeen　this　time。　　There　they　come；　in　four

ranks；　each　one　of　four　men；　surrounded　by　a　square　of　soldiers。　

The　condemned　men　step　out；　with　their　heads　down。　　Behind　comes

a　cart　with　a　corpse　in　it；　and　bound　to　the　corpse　the　dead

man's　son；　a　boy　of　twelve；　also　condemned。。。。　　Steep；　rocky

heights；　Jaegers；　nimble　as　cats；　climbing　up　them。。。。　　Some　of

them；　who　are　hit　by　the　enemy's　shot；　suddenly　stretch　out　both

their　arms；　let　their　muskets　fall；　and；　with　their　heads　falling

backwards；　drop　off　the　height；　step　by　step；　from　one　rocky

point　to　another；　smashing　their　limbs　to　pieces。　　I　saw　a

horseman　at　some　distance；　obliquely　behind　me；　at　whose　side　a

shell　burst。　　His　horse　swerved　aside　and　came　against　the　tail

of　mind；　then　shot　past　me。　　The　man　sat　still　in　the　saddle；　but

a　fragment　of　the　shell　had　ripped　his　belly　open　and　torn　out

all　the　intestines。　　The　upper　part　of　his　body　was　held　to　the

lower　only　by　the　spine。　　From　the　ribs　to　the　thighs　nothing　but

one　great；　bleeding　cavity。　　A　short　distance　farther　he　fell　to

the　ground；　one　foot　still　clinging　in　the　stirrup；　and　the

galloping　horse　dragging　him　on　over　the　stony　soil。。。。　　Another

street　fight　in　the　little　town　of　Saar。。。。　　In　the　middle　of　the

square　stands　a　high　pillar　of　the　Virgin。　　The　mother　of　God

holds　her　child　in　one　arm；　and　stretches　the　other　out　in

blessing。。。。　　Here　the　fight　was　prolonged；　man　to　man。　　They

were　hacking　at　me；　I　laying　about　me　on　all　sides。。。。　　A

Prussian　dragoon；　strong　as　Goliath；　tore　one　of　our　officers　（a

pretty；　dandified　lieutenanthow　many　girls　are；　perhaps；　mad

after　him？）　out　of　his　saddle　and　split　his　skull　at　the　feet　of

the　Virgin's　pillar。　　The　gentle　saint　looked　on　unmoved。　

Another　of　the　enemy's　dragoonsa　Goliath；　tooseized；　just

before　me　almost；　my　right…hand　man；　and　bent　him　backwards　in

his　saddle　so　powerfully　that　he　broke　his　backI　myself　heard

it　crack。　　To　this　the　Madonna　gave　her　blessing　also。〃



　

VIII。　



It　can　be　said　that　these　incidents　of　battle　are　imagined；　like

the　facts　of　Vereschagin's　pictures；　but　like　these　they　are

imagined　rather　below　than　above　the　real　horror　of　war；　and

represent　them　inadequately。　　The　incidents　of　another　book；　the

last　on　my　list；　are　of　the　warfare　which　goes　on　in　times　of

peace；　and　which　will　go　on　as　long　as　there　are　human　passions；

and　mankind　are　divided　into　men　and　women；　and　saints　and

sinners。　　Of　all　the　books　on　my　list；　〃Let　Not　Man　Put　Asunder〃

is；　narrowing　the　word　to　the　recognition　of　the　author's

intellectual　alertness　and　vividness；　the　cleverest。　　The　story

is　of　people　who　constantly　talk　so　wonderfully　well　beyond　the

wont　even　of　society　people　that　the　utmost　skill　of　the　author；

who　cannot　subdue　their　brilliancy；　is　needed　to　make　us　feel

their　reality。　　But　he　does　make　us　feel　this　in　most　cases；　the

important　cases；　and　in　the　other　cases　his　power　of　interesting

us　is　so　great　that　we　do　not　stop　to　examine　the　grounds　of　our

sensation；　or　to　question　the　validity　of　our　emotions。　　　The

action；　which　is　positively　of　to…day；　or　yesterday　at　the

furthest；　passes　in　Boston　and　England；　among　people　of　such

great　fortune　and　high　rank　and　transcendent　fashion　that　the

proudest