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There was a time, in the early days, when Britain suffered from an under-estimate of the magnitude of this task of war--a time which the cartoon "Inside the Savoy" typifies in its presentment of careless enjoyment. But that att.i.tude was soon dispelled, and it is significant of the spirit of the nation that only when nine-tenths of the necessary army had been raised by voluntary--indeed, this is a certainty, for not until long after the cartoon was published did any conscripts appear in the streets. Though, in the proportion of soldiers to civilians, the cartoon may exaggerate, in its presentment of the spirit of the nation, and of the determination of the nation with regard to the war, it is true to life.
E. CHARLES VIVIAN.
[Ill.u.s.tration: LONDON--OUTSIDE THE SAVOY]
THE INVOCATION
This drawing touches the highest level of the draughtsman's art and demonstrates the unique power of the pencil in a master hand. So simple, so true, so complete, so direct and so eloquent is the message that words can add nothing to it. They can only pay a tribute of appreciation.
Everybody can read the meaning at a glance; none can read it wholly unmoved. For here is pure humanity, which none can escape, the primal instinct without which man that is born of woman would not be. Before this weak, bowed, and homely figure Knowledge is silent, Pride and Pa.s.sion are rebuked. Strength is shamed. Motherhood and mother-love transcend them all.
There is here nothing of anger, no thought of hostility or revenge, no trace of evil pa.s.sion. Only a mother yearning after her son and pleading to another mother, the Divine type of motherhood, the Mother of G.o.d. And what she asks is so little, only to see him again. She has given him, as the mother to whom she prays gave her Son, and she does not demand him back. She reproaches no one, accuses no one, makes no complaint and no claim for herself, but meekly pleads that she may be allowed to see him again to still the longing in her breast. She is a woman of the people, a simple peasant, but she personifies all mothers in every war, as she bows her silvered head in humble prayer at the way-side shrine.
A. SHADWELL.
[Ill.u.s.tration: MON FILS--BELGIUM, 1914
"Let me see him again, Holy Virgin!"]
