There Is Naught in which to Glory.—
Mr. James Lane Allen, a writer of some note, tells us, as quoted by the Literary Digest of March 16, that “so far from there having been any national literary response to our war in the Philippines, it is certain that there has begun to appear a literature against it.” He says again: “I challenge any one to make any sort of collection of American literature that celebrates our long war of two years to subjugate an innocent people who never wronged us but by desiring the same liberty which we ourselves would die to defend.” “Then [at the time of the Revolution] we were a weak people struggling for liberty against a strong one; now we are a strong people making war on a weak one, who are struggling to be free. The spirit of national art finds everything to celebrate in the former; it has not yet discovered anything in the latter, to judge by its silence.”