They forget that the struggle they waged was not a sport's contest: that their adversary was a beast, not a human being! And so, filled to overflowing with the infectious germ of sentiment, they stretch out their hand to their fallen opponent and help him arise.
They pat him on the back with a hearty "No hard feelings, old man!" and, happy that the war is now over and done with, return to their homes.
Believing, sincerely, that German war will not come again.
Believing that somehow, in some inexplicable manner, Germany has accepted Christ.
A decade passes. A decade of hard work and many sacrifices.
A decade of much sweat and little pleasure.
But the democratic peoples do not mind. They are building a better world for their children.
So they think. *****
Meanwhile Germany grows strong and robust.
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