the commerce and industries of the countries engaged in it; to-day, as Mr. Norman Angell demonstrates, it deranges and disturbs commerce and industry all over the world.  The derangement and disturbance may, it is true, be only temporary; but there is, as always, the loss of life among the youth of the countries engaged in war to be remembered.  Granted that it is pleasant and honourable to die for one’s country.  Let us hope the time is coming when it will be equally pleasant and honourable to live for it.

We have done with Morocco, but to round off the record for 1905 mention should be made of an incident in the Emperor’s life which was a source of great pleasure to him after his return from his journey thither.  The marriage of his eldest son, the Crown Prince, took place in the Chapel Royal of the Berlin palace on June 15, 1905, to the young Duchess Cecile of Mecklenburg-Schwerin, whose character has been alluded to elsewhere and whom all Germans look forward with pleasure to seeing one day their Empress.  The marriage naturally was attended by rejoicings in Berlin similar to those shown when the Emperor was married in 1881.  Their chief popular feature, now as then, was the formal entry into the capital, and its chief domestic feature a grand wedding breakfast at the Emperor’s palace.  On the occasion of the latter, the Emperor, rising from his seat and using the familiar Du and Dich (thou and thee), addressed his newly-made daughter-in-law as follows:—­

“My dear daughter Cecilie,—­Let me, on behalf of my wife and my whole House, heartily welcome you as a member of my House and my family circle.  You have come to us like a Queen of Spring amid roses and garlands, and under endless acclamations of the people such as my Residence city has not known for long.  A circle of noble guests has assembled to celebrate this high and joyful festival with us, but not only those present, but also those who are, alas, no more, are with us in spirit:  your illustrious father and my parents.

“A hundred thousand beaming faces have enthusiastically greeted you; they have, however, not merely shone with pleasure, but whoever can look deeper into the heart of man could have seen in their eyes the question—­a question which can only be answered by your whole life and conduct, the question, How will it turn out?

“You and your husband are about to found a home together.  The people has its examples in the past to live up to.  The examples which have preceded you, dear Cecilie, have been already eloquently mentioned—­Queen Louise and other Princesses who have sat on the Prussian throne.  They are the standards according to which the people will judge your life, while you, my dear son, will be judged according to the standard Providence set up in your illustrious great-grandfather.

“You, my daughter, have been received by us with open arms and will be honoured