We have no space, and perhaps, after all, it is
not worth while, to notice the amnaing flood of acrid rhetoric which Herr von Bethmann Ifollweg poured upon the Reichstag at the beginning of the week. We must, however, find a corner for the Kaiser's verbal war dance executed in the sweet security of Wilhelmshaven over his naval foes. On Tuesday the Kaiser from the dock of the flagship addressed delegations from all the vessels which took part in the great battle, the men being appropriately drawn up on shore. Whether the War Lord used a megaphone is not stated, but the style was cer- tainly megaphonic. After telling them that many thousands of them had "seen eye to eye with your superior War Lord," and after recalling that he had formerly informed them that when they went to war they would have to fight against gigantic superiority, he went- on to note the interesting personal fact that he had never journeyed to the coast in such high spirits as on June 6th.
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