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Epilogue
EpilogueAs I write these lines the war which has cost so many brave lives, and carried so much desolation through the fields and cities of Manchuria is still raging. The great fleet of Admiral Rojestvensky, from which the stains of the innocent fisherman’s blood have not yet been washed, is plowing its way to meet a terrible retribution at the hands of the victorious Togo.[2] A curse is on that fleet, and it may be that the British Government foresaw that they could punish the crime of the Dogger Bank more terribly by letting it proceed, than by bringing it into Portsmouth to await the result of the international trial. In the great affairs of nations it is not always wise to exact strict justice, or to expose the actual truth. I, too, am a lover of peace. Not of that hysteric
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