Now since I have been back in America, and more especially in the States, I have run to earth any number of terminological inexactitudes uttered by German propagandists.  As far as Canada is concerned, the work is not now progressing very favorably.  The German inexactitude farmer is sowing seed on barren soil.  But I have traveled extensively during some crowded weeks through the States, and I find that among a certain section of the American public the seed of the German propagandist has taken root; not so deeply, however, but that an application of the hoe of truth will remove it.  It is there all the same, and his success is spurring the agents to further efforts.

The German in high place is aware that the English are and always have been very friendly to the American people.  He knows that the Englishman has regarded the American as of the same family.  He also knows that one day, and possibly very soon, there will be a union that will amount almost to an amalgamation of the three greatest races on earth, closely bound now by ties of blood and friendship, that will never be broken:  France, America, England.  He knows that when that occurs the German day is done, that the sun has set forever on a German Empire.

The German in high place has realized this, and with the usual thoroughness of the race has set out to combat this friendship and prevent this joining.  He is trying to do it by the regulation German method.  He knows the British dislike of boasting, and that the American and the Britisher are woefully trusting.  They themselves abhor deception and they distrust no man until they find him out.  The British and the French have discovered the machinations of the German.  The people of the United States have yet to be convinced that they have been deliberately deceived, cozened and duped by the Kaiser’s government.

I am embarrassed at times as I go from town to town by the intensity of the congratulations poured on me as a representative of our Canadian Army.

“You Canadians have done it all.  We know that.  We know that the English are hanging back and have done nothing.”

I am ashamed when people talk to me in such a strain.  I am ashamed of their lack of intelligence, ashamed that they will allow themselves to be so deceived.

“You Canadians were asked by England to go and help her.  When you got there they put you in front and stayed in safety themselves.”

Think of it!  Think of the base lie.  Think of believing such twaddle.  At first I did not trouble to deny the statement; then, as it was repeated again and again, I began to deny it.