tion, by organisation. We must reckon fearlessly the forces of the enemy. We must impartially, intelligently, reckon our own. There is no greater stupidity in a war than to underestimate the forces with which you have to contend. Calculate them to the last man, add them up to the last man, add them up to the last shilling. See what you have to face, and then face it. Then I have no doubt of victory. We must have unity among the Allies, design, and co-ordination. Unity we undoubtedly possess. No alliance that ever existed has worked in more perfect unison and harmony than the present one. Design and co-ordination leave yet a good deal to be desired. Strategy must come before geography. The Central Powers are pooling their forces, all their intelligence, all their brains, all their efforts. We have the means. They too often have the methods. Let us apply their methods to our means and we win. "Trust the People." And then we shall come to the reckoning for the long, dreary, cruel tale of wrong; the outrages on Belgium, the atrocities in Poland, the barbarisms of Wittenberg, the inhumanities of the Lusitania. The long account must be settled to the last farthing. That is why I attach so much importance to this nation, which has so often led the battle of right and freedom in Europe, mobilising the whole of its strength for this great purpose. I have no fear of the people. Britain will fight it out. We are a sluggish people, but no one ever made the mistake that we were faint-hearted without suffering for it. I believe in the old motto, "Trust the People." Tell them what is happening. There is nothing to conceal. Have all the facts before them. They are a courageous people, but they never put forward their best effort in this land until they face the alternative of disaster. Tell them what they are confronted with and they will rise to every occasion. Look at the way they are doing it. The people are capable of rising to greater heights than even their truest leaders ever believed. Look at the way, the cheerful way-it is the amazement of every man who has been at the front-they are enduring hardships, wounds, facing danger and death on the battlefield. Look at the calm, quiet courage with which the men and women at home are enduring grief. You can trust the people. I read a story the other day about a mining camp at the foot of a black mountain in the great West. The diggers had been toiling long and hard with but scant encouragement for their labours, and one night a terrible storm swept over the mountain. An earthquake shattered its hard surface and hurled its rocks about; and in the morning in the rents and fissures they found a rich deposit of gold. This is a great storm that is sweeping over the favoured lands of Europe; but in this night of terror you will find that the hard crust of selfishness and greed has been shattered, and in the rent hearts of the people you will find treasures, golden treasures, of courage, steadfastness, endurance, devotion, and of the faith that endureth for ever. |