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can. The story is that, walking in the years; but his smile is kindly, and his House of Parliament with a friend the eyes have in them the light of an unother day, he suddenly stopped, tapped conquerable will. He helps one to his breast, and said: 'I sometimes won- know what Lincoln must have been der if this is Lloyd George. His wonder like. is shared by millions of people. Cer- In this campaign the leaders of Labor tainly it is not the Lloyd George we are almost the only keepers of the noused to know, who had the light of bler idealism of England, and their promorning in his eyes. Limehouse is far gramme is essentially Christian. Alas, in the distance. The fiery champion of they have a heavy weight of inertia to justice for the Boers is a pathetic mem- carry, and one wonders if they can ory. The man who defied the vested fire the apathetic mass, fatalistically interests of England in behalf of the submissive to its lot, and suspicious of poor, the aged, the disinherited, is a

anyone who tries to alter it. ghost. There is another Lloyd George, November 29. — Anyway, I am havso new and strange that he does not ing the time of my life, going to every know himself. With his personality, his sort of political meeting and listening power of speech, his political acumen, to every sort of speech. It is a big show which almost amounts to inspiration, and a continuous performance. The he could lead England anywhere; but best address I have heard, so far, was he has turned back. It is one of the delivered by a Methodist preacher at a greatest failures of leadership in our Labor meeting in Kingsway Hall. His time.

sentences cracked like rifle-shots, and November 28. — Often one is tempted they hit the mark. The campaign makes to think that the Labor Movement is first sick, and then homesick; it is so the most Christian thing on this island. like our way of doing it. That is, all In its leadership, at least, it is spiritually except the hecklers. They are so quick minded; its leaders, as I have come to and keen of retort. Also, the English know them, being sincere, earnest, hon- can beat us at mud-slinging. It is humilest men who have worked their way up iating to admit it, but it is so. We are from the bottom, or else have been amateurs in abusing the government; drawn into the Movement by the op- but we are young yet, and longer pracportunity for service. Not all of them tice will no doubt give us greater skill. are so minded, but the outstanding How like our elections is the hubbub leaders and spokesmen of the Move- and hysteria of it all. Mr. Asquith told ment - who, unfortunately, are in ad- me how he made a speech on worldvance of the rank and file are men of affairs, and one of his audience said: a type unknown, or nearly so, in Amer- 'What we want to know is, are we going ican labor. Henderson, Thomas, Snow- to get a pier for our boats!' Always the den, Webb, MacDonald, Clynes, and local grievance clouds the larger issue. the rest, make a goodly group. Hender- How familiar it is, as if a man went out, son is a lay preacher; so is Thomas. As and encountered in the street what he for Robert Smillie, I do not know what thought for the moment was himself. his religious affiliations, if any, may be, Men, otherwise sane, seem to lose their except that he is a disciple of Keir senses in a political campaign. StatesHardie, and that his relentless idealism men talk drivel, promising what no moris matched by the nobility of his char- tal can perform, challenging the scorn of acter. Tall, gaunt, stooped, his face man and the judgment of heaven. O reveals the harsh attrition of earlier Democracy!


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(As soon as it was known that the Presi- with the King to worship at St. Paul's, he dent was to attend the Peace Conference in went to the little Nonconformist Chapel at person, the Tory papers in London began Carlisle, where his mother had been a girl, subtly and skillfully to paint a caricature and his grandfather the minister. His brief of him in the public mind. He was described talk in the old pulpit was a gem, and it as a kind of Hamlet, living aloof in the touched the people deeply. At the Mansion cloisters of the White House; a visionary House luncheon we heard the news of the companioned by abstractions; a thinking- election returns — the result having been machine so cold that one could skate all delayed in order to get the report of the round him, having ‘as good a heart as can soldier vote.) be made out of brains,' – ‘not a man at all, but a bundle of formulæ,' — and, finally,

December 28. — So the President has by the Morning Post, as a political Moody come and gone, and the Prime Minister and Sankey' coming to convert Europe to has learned what was in his Christmas his gospel of internationalism,” which it stocking. It is a blank check, and he described as a 'disease.' Such was the re- may now fill it in with such stakes as he actionary attitude toward the man who can win at the Peace Table. He divined made the only constructive suggestion seek- aright the bitter mood and temper of ing to prevent the collective suicide' of war.

the hour. It is a Tory victory by a But only a small part of the British press

trick, the Liberal Party having been was guilty of such a violation of good form

asphyxiated, if not destroyed; and it and good feeling. The Times - by virtue, no doubt, of its position, not only as a

remains to be seen whether it can be rejournal, but as an institution — secured suscitated. Mr. Asquith was defeated; from the President a memorable interview, Mr. Bottomley was elected! In Amerin which he was shown to be actually and ica that would be equal to the defeat of attractively human; and, further, that he Elihu Root and the election of Hearst, had no intention of demanding the sinking and would be deemed a disaster. So the of the British Fleet.

Prime Minister gets what he wanted The President arrived in London the day

a Parliament tied, hamstrung, without after Christmas, and the greeting accorded

moral mandate, three quarters of its him by the English people was astonishingly hearty and enthusiastic. Their curiosity to

members having accepted the coupon; see the man whose words had rung in their

and of the remainder, the largest party ears, expressing what so many hoped but so consists of seventy Sinn Feiners who few were able to say, joined with their desire are either in prison or pledged not to to pay homage to the first President of our sit in the House. It is a Parliament in Republic who had set foot on English soil. which there will be no effective opposiHis visit was taken to be a gesture of good- tion, the Labor Party being insignifiwill, and I have never seen anything like the

cant and badly led. The Prime Minister way in which he captured the English people. He swept them off their feet. For a

gets what he wants, but at the sacrifice

of the noblest tradition in British hisbrief time his marvelous personality, his ‘magic of the necessary word,' his tact, his

tory. Labor is sullen, bitter, angry. I charm, seemed to change the climate of the predict a rapid development of the island. No man in our history could have dogma of Direct Action; and, if it is so, represented us more brilliantly. In Buck- the Prime Minister will have no one to ingham Palace as the guest of the King, in blame but himself. Such is the effect of the old Guildhall as a guest of the City, at a trick election, the tragedy of which the luncheon in the Mansion House, his words were not a mere formal, diplomatic grows as its meaning is revealed. response, but real in their unaffected sim- (The reference to Mr. Bottomley implies plicity, and as appropriate as they were elo- no ill-will to him personally, though I hate quent. On the Sabbath, instead of going the things for which he stands. When it was

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announced that I had accepted the invita- Little, if any. Something deeper and tion to the City Temple, I received a long more drastic is needed. As the Elizabecablegram from Mr. Bottomley, suggesting

than Renaissance was moralized by the that I write for his paper, John Bull, and

advent of Puritanism, and the reaction telling of his admiration for Dr. Parker.

from the French Revolution was folUnfortunately, as I did not choose to be

lowed by the Evangelical Revival, so, introduced to England through such a medium, I could not accept his invitation.

by a like rhythm, the new age into Often - especially after my protest against

which we are entering will be quickened, the increase of brewery supplies - he wrote in some unpredictable way, by a recruel things about me. It did not matter; newal of religion. Then, perhaps, on a I should have been much more unhappy if tide of new life, we may be drawn tohe had written in my praise. He is the cap- gether in some form of union. In this tain of the most dangerous and disinte

country no union is possible with a grating elements in Britain, — the mob as

State Church, unless the Free Churches distinct from democracy, — the crowded public-house, the cheap music-hall, and the

are willing to turn the faces of their nether side of the sporting world. With

leaders to the wall. So far from being a facile and copious emotions, he champions

national church, the Anglican communthe cause of the poor, with ready tears for ion is only a tiny sect on one end of the ruined girls — preferably if the story of island. Its claim to a monopoly of apostheir ruin will smack a little smuttily in his tolicity is not amenable to the law of paper. Since the Armistice, his office has

gravitation — since it rests upon nothbeen the poison-factory and centre of anti- ing, no one can knock away its foundaAmerican propaganda, and in playing upon

tions. Just now we are importuned to the fears and hates and prejudices of people,

accept the ‘historic episcopacy' for the he is a master. Alas, we are only too familiar with his type on this side of the sea.)

sake of regularity, as if regularity were

more important than reality. Even the January 4, 1919. – Joined a group Free Churches have failed to federate, to-day noon, to discuss the problem of and one is not sorry to have it so, Christian union, by which they seemed remembering the lines of an old Wiltto mean Church union

shire love-song which I heard the other ent thing. But it was only talk. Men are day:not ready for it, and the time is not ripe. If all the world were of one religion Nor can it be hastened, as my friend

Many a living thing should die. the Bishop of Manchester thought when January 12. — Alas! affairs on the he proposed some spectacular drama- lovely but unhappy island of Ireland tization of the Will to Fellowship dur- seem to go from bad to worse, adding ing the war. Still less will it come by another irritation to a shell-shocked erasing all historical loyalties in one world. From a distance the Irish issue indistinguishable blue of ambiguity. If is simple enough, but near at hand it is it is artificial, it will be superficial. It a sad tangle, complicated by immemomust come spiritually and spontane rial racial and religious rancors, and, ously, else it will be a union, not of the what is sadder still, by a seemingly hopeChurch, but of the churchyard. Dicker less incompatibility of temperament beand deal suggest a horse-trade. No, our tween the peoples of these two islands. fathers parted in passion; in passion we They do not, and apparently cannot, must come together. It must be a union, understand each other. It looks like the not of compromise, but of comprehen- old problem of what happens when an sion. If all the churches were made one irresistible force meets an immovable to-day, what difference would it make? object. Besides, the friction is not only

a very differ

between Ireland and England, but be America - where he was always a weltween two Irelands

different in race,

come guest – before the war, shortly religion, and economic organization. If after the President was inaugurated, Ireland could be divided, as Lincoln and he called at the White House to pay divided Virginia, the riddle would be his respects. In the course of the talk, solved. But no Irishman will agree. he expressed satisfaction that the rela

The English people, as I talk with tions between England and America them about Ireland, are as much be- would be in safe hands while the Presiwildered by it as anybody else. They dent was in office. The President said do feel hurt at the attitude of South Ire nothing, and Horne wondered at it. land during the war, and I confess I finally he forced the issue, putting it as cannot chide them for it. Ireland was a question point-blank. The President exempted from conscription, from ra- said, addressing him in the familiar tioning, from nearly all the hardships of language of religious fellowship: 'Broa war which, had it been lost, would ther Horne, one of the greatest calamihave meant the enslavement of Ireland, ties that has befallen mankind will come as well as the rest of the world. A dis- during my term of office. It will come tinguished journalist told me that his from Germany. Go home and settle the own Yorkshire relatives were forced into Irish question, and there will be no Irish regiments by politicians, to make doubt as to where America will stand.' it appear that Ireland was fighting. How strange, how tragic, if, having The Irish seaboard, except in Ulster, kept America out of the war for more was hostile seaboard. It required seven- than two years, - since nearly all Irishty-five thousand men to keep order in men are in the party of the President, Ireland, and that, too, at a time when - Ireland should also keep America out every man was needed at the front. of the peace, and defeat, or at least inUlster, in the meantime, did magnifi- definitely postpone, the organization of cently in the war, and it would be a an effective league of nations! Yet such base treachery to coerce it to leave may be the price we must pay for the the United Kingdom. Ulster may be wrongs of olden time, by virtue of the dour and relentless, but it has rights law whereby the sins of the fathers are which must be respected. Yet, if Eng- visited upon generation after generaland does not find a way out of the tion. Naturally the English people do Irish muddle, she may imperil the peace not understand our urgent interest in of the world. So the matter stands, like the problem of Ireland, not knowing the Mark Twain story in which he got how it meddles in our affairs, poisoning the hero and heroine into so intricate a the springs of good-will, and thwarting tangle that he gave it up, and ended by the coöperation between English-speakoffering a prize to anyone who could get ing peoples upon which so much dethem out of it.

pends. January 14. — To-day a distinguish- January 16. — At the London Poeted London minister told me a story. ry Society — which has made me one about the President, for which he of its vice-presidents-one meets many vouches. He had it from the late Syl- interesting artists, as well as those who vester Horne, - Member of Parlia- are trying to sing the Everlasting Song ment and minister of Whitefield's Chap in these discordant days — Masefield, el, who had known the President Noyes, Newbolt, Yeats, Mackereth, to for years before he was elevated to his name but a few, with an occasional high office. Horne happened to be in glimpse of Hardy. Nor do I forget May

Doney, a little daughter of St. Francis, make it bitter. As a penalty of having walking The Way of Wonder. A reading no axe to grind, America will have to of poetry by Sir Forbes Robertson is bear the odium of insisting upon sound always an event, as much for his golden principles and tellingunpalatable truths, voice as for his interpretative insight. and so may not come off well. We The plea of Mackereth, some time ago, shall see whether there is any honor for poetry as a spiritual teacher and among nations, whether the terms of social healer, was memorable, appeal- the Armistice will be made a ‘scrap of ing to the Spirit of Song to bring back paper,' and whether there is to be a to hearts grown bitter and dark the league of peace or a new balance of warmth and guidance of vision. The

power a new imperialism for the old. first time I heard of Mackereth was Meanwhile, all ears will be glued to the from a British officer as we stood ankle- keyhole, straining to hear even a whisdeep in soppy mud in a Flanders trench.

per of 'open covenants, openly arrived If only we could have a League of Poets at.' there would be hope of a gentler, better January 30. — On my way back from world, and they surely could not make Scotland I broke my journey at Leicesa worse mess of it than the 'practical' ter, to preach in the church of Robert men have made. If the image in the Hall — the Pork Pie Church, as they minds of the poets of to-day is a proph- call it, because of its circular shape. In ecy of to-morrow, we may yet hope for the evening I lectured on Lincoln. Leia world where pity and joy walk the old, cester, I remembered, had been the worn human road, and 'Beauty passes home of William Carey, and I went to with the sun on her wings.'

see his little Harvey Lane Church, January 19. - The Peace Conference where he dreamed his great dream and opened with imposing ceremony at struggled with drunken deacons. Just Versailles yesterday, and now we shall across the narrow street is the red-brick see what we shall see. An idealist, a cottage where he lived, teaching a few materialist, and an opportunist are to pupils and working at his cobbler's put the world to rights. Just why a bench to eke out a living. It is now pessimist was not included is hard to a Missionary Museum, preserved as know, but no doubt there will be pessi- nearly as possible in its original form mists a-plenty before the job is done. and furniture, its ceiling so low that I Clemenceau is a man of action, Lloyd could hardly stand erect. There, in his George a man of transaction, and what

little back-shop, — with its bench and kind of a man the President is, in

tools, like those Carey used, - a great tiations of this nature, remains to be re- man worked. Pegging away, he nevervealed. The atmosphere is unfavorable theless kept a map of the world on the to calm deliberation and just appraise- opposite wall of his shop, dreaming the ment. The reshaping of the world out- while of world-conquest for Christ. of-hand, to the quieting of all causes of There, too, he thought out that mighty discord, is humanly impossible. To- sermon which took its text from Isaiah gether Britain and America would be 54: 2, 3, and had two points: Expect irresistible if they were agreed, and if great things from God; attempt great they were ready for a brave, large ges- things for God. ture of world-service - but they are No other sermon of that period not ready. America had only enough of 1792 - had only two points, and none the war to make it mad and not enough ever had a finer challenge to the faith of to subdue it; Britain had enough to Christian men. We need the vision of


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