about it. We want some action, Mr. PREMIER. Isn't it time it came off?
Think what a bombardment of Cologne (taking care of the cathedral, _of
course_), Frankfurt, Berlin, Essen and Hamburg would do, not to mention
other places that I could if I had an atlas.

And about those pacifists. Just clap the whole lot in gaol. That's the
best place for them. I won't object in the least, even though I am the
apostle of freedom.

Then there are lots and lots of other things you might do. You might
deliver a reasoned manifesto to the Russian people and buck them up a
bit. That won't do anybody any harm, and _it'll be getting on with the
War_, my little Welshman.

Well, there are a few points for you to go on with. You've got the
brains to think of more, otherwise I wouldn't have helped to put you
where you are to-day. But remember that if you _don't_ do these things
Demos is waiting round the corner for you.

Demos is a good dog--a patient animal. But there's an end even to his
patience. Growl, Demos, and show you're not afraid of Welshmen!

("Grrr----!" Good dog! Good dog!)

Now then, old boy, I've shown you the way. _It's up to you!_

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Another powerful article on these lines will appear next week.