Even Fools Are Right Sometimes.

There Are A Terrible Lot Of Lies Going About The World, And The Worst Of It Is That Half Of Them Are True.

Nature Has Not Intended Mankind To Work From Eight In The Morning Until Midnight Without That Refreshment Of Blessed Oblivion Which, Even If It Only Lasts Twenty Minutes, Is Sufficient To Renew All The Vital Forces.

Why Should There Not Be A European Group Which Could Give A Sense Of Enlarged Patriotism And Common Citizenship To The Distracted Peoples Of This Turbulent And Mighty Continent? And Why Should It Not Take Its Rightful Place With Other Great Groupings And Help To Shape The Onward Destinies Of Men?

The Lights Of Saxon England Were Going Out, And In The Gathering Darkness A Gentle, Grey-beard Prophet Foretold The End. When On His Death-bed Edward Spoke Of A Time Of Evil That Was Coming Upon The Land His Inspired Mutterings Struck Terror Into The Hearers.

Thus Ended The Great American Civil War, Which Must Upon The Whole Be Considered The Noblest And Least Avoidable Of All The Great Mass Conflicts Of Which Till Then There Was Record.