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"So shall we burn and slaughter,
Spread desolation wide,
If still, by land and water,
Thou fightest on our side."
The Lord of Hosts had listened--
Had heard the rivals' prayer,
Upraised where bayonets glistened
And banners dyed the air;
And as His people waited
An answer to their cry,
Two bolts with lightning freighted
Flashed from the angry sky.
To left, to right they darted,
Impartially they fell:
The hosts in terror started
As they envisaged hell.
For wide their ranks were riven,
Night blotted out the sky,
As prostrate, dazed or driven,
They caught their God's reply.
Then, as the blinding levin's
Twin bolts were buried deep,
Who dwelleth in the heavens
Was heard to laugh--and weep!


A War of Dishonor
By David Starr Jordan.
Late President of Leland Stanford Junior University, now its
Chancellor; Chief Director of the World Peace Foundation since
1910.

_To the Editor of The New York Times:_
In this war what of right and what of wrong? Not much of right, perhaps,
and very much of wrong.


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