The copper era and Morenci leader., 1918-08-09
-FOUR YEARS OF THE WORLD WAR;
 GREAT BR|TAN'S GREAT SHARE IN II

written by Louis Tracey, a member of the British war mission, to commem- crate the fourth anniversary of our al- ly's entarnce into the war. MT. Tracy is widely known throughout the U. S. as a novelest, being the author of "'The Wings of the Morning and some 40 other novels.
 At the outbreak of the war MT. Tracy laid down the pen of fiction mad has since given his entire services to his country. During 1914 and 1915 he raised, drilled and equipped, large fly at his own expense, battalion of volunteers at Whitby, on the York shire coast, and was unceasing in his men to realize the gravity and dang CTS of the struggle.
 In 1916, MT. Tracy came to America and by the written and spoken word has shown the allies case to the peo- pie of this country. In 1917 be join- ed Viscount Northcliffe on the Brit ish war mission and is now working in conjunction with MT. Godfrey But Ter, c. B. E., on the information bu- reau of the mission. MT. Tracy was appointed an officer of the Order of the British Empire on June of this year.
 New York, August 3.-Tomorrow August 4, stricken world will have endured four years of war and enter on a fifth. How many more years will the human race be called on to suffer this agony? God only knows. But if it be not impious for mortal man to dare interpret the decrees of the Al mighty I do now most sOlemnly say that, although this carnival of woe may be permitted by Providence to ! scourge us for months or years yet to come, it cannot cease till Germany | is beaten to her knees. And why do T. dare in the same breath proclaim that the issue rests in the hands of the Lord of Hosts and yet that am convinced in my very soul that the inly outcome can be Germany's de- feat. This is my answer: If I be- heved otherwise would cease to be a Christian. If I admitted the possi- bility of a Prussian victory I would never again believe that He who gave us the Sermon on the Mount died on the Cross of Cavalry for mans re- Ldemption. I would know, perforce, and go sorrowful to my grave with the knowledge that Might is more pc tent than Right, that the ethics which brought France, Britain, Italy. Am erica and even poor, torn Russia into the conflict, the principle which led Belgium to risk and lose all, the sheer sense of justice which has ranged 20 other nations on our side were noth- ing more nor less than foolish, even grotesque blunders. Yet I laugh to scorn the notion that shall ever ac- cept any such trechery: no-not till Milton's reincarnated self declares him a disciple of Lucifer, not till Shakespeare rises from his grave and scpffs at the beautiful Englarn he loved so well, not until Lincoln's Get tysburg speech is proved a sham and a fraud. Some miracles do happen, but not such miracles as these. I have lost everything I valued in the world. I walk hand in hand with trib- ulation, but there is great joy in my heart that comes to my aid even in those dreadful watches of the night when memories of the dead drive almost to frenzy those who loved them and still live, because I konw, yes, I know, that my country is fighting for the right-and not my own dear land alone, but her kith and kin in every cline where the English tongue is the speech of the people We have dared all; we shall gain all.
 So. if you have read into this pre- face the meaning I have striven to convey, you will understand that in the remainder of this brief essay I shall tell of the glory and the i'm mensity of Britain's achievements in this war, not to f1auht her deeds in the eyes of the world, but as an earu- est assertion of the self-same sacri- fees and ideals that shall flow from this great nation of the west in an tever-increasing and irresistible stream That is my purpose, and I want to de- clare is now. Britain has done much and though weary and bloodstained, will do more. but the measure of her heroic effort can surely be applied to the determination of the splendid country in which I write these lines. l Why, to mix with you Americans on the days when the news seems bad, reverse on land chills the blood and adds a fresh burden to an over-laden heart, is the best of all tonics for an Englishman. I have gone out to ad- dress audiences of an evening when my soul was heavy within me, when each mouthful of food in well-ap- pointed club or hotel had almost choked me by contrast with the priva- .tions better men than I were endur- ling with. steadfastness. But the first sight of an American audience, the first ringing cheers evoked, not by my oratory, but my theme, brought healing and strengthening alto gether Divine in their efficacy, for here, indeed. in the truest sense of the phrase, the voice of the people became the voice of God.
 You see how I wander from my subject. How can I help it? To tell of Britain's part in the war I must deal in dry figures, and my pen runs off of it's own record into a paean of thankfulness that America is with us in this struggle until by the paths of yalor and death we shall have won complete and lasting victory over I