August 6, 1914
Haifa
The gathering storm is most portentous! Mankind is gripped
in the paroxysm of a fearful alarm. They are in the throes of a deadly
consternation. On their ashen faces are engraved the distorted pictures of the
coming horrors. The kind shepherds have turned suddenly into ferocious wolves,
tearing the sheep and the lambs into pieces. Mercy has hidden its face; Love
has covered her countenance; Sympathy does not stretch forth its arms;
Affection has flown away; Truth finds itself a stranger among a large company
of hypocritical admirers; and Peace does not envisage herself in the clear
mirror of the pure hearts.
About ten or fifteen days ago I had the pleasure of meeting
the German Consul and discussing with him the ominous signs of the coming
European war. He delivered himself of the opinion, current among the statesmen,
that a nation must go on increasing its annual military and naval expenditures
if it desires to protect its growing commercial and national interests from the
attack of its equally powerful and expanding neighbors or rivals; that the
greater the military devices and paraphernalia, the more one is assured of the
progress of the nation and its constantly developing resources.
In that meeting there were present a number of German and
other nationalities. Strange to say, on this question they all agreed with the
Consul, and concurred in his opinion as though he had voiced their hidden and
most cherished thoughts.


















