THE War called forth the strong pugnacious element in my father's character which was never dormant for very long, and, as he was too old to take up arms, it was inevitable that he should use his pen in the service of his country. Once he had completed The Pacifists, he devoted the greater part of the remaining years of his life to national and political propaganda. I do not believe that he would have given so much of his time and energy away from the Drama had he met with greater success during the fifteen years that preceded the end of the War; but the creative instinct was still strong in him. Balked and disappointed, it had to find an outlet. I am sure he would still have written a great deal on political matters; but I doubt if they would have had such a hold on him. He was a crusader; and had he never written a play, I believe he would have been famous as a pamphleteer. He wrote great English prose. In an undated letter, written about 1918, Conan Doyle said:
"MY DEAR JONES,
"I really think your prose, when you are stirred up, is the best prose now to be had in our tongue. I noted it before in your paper on France, and again now. It is splendid. May it rouse the strong feeling which has inspired it.
"Yours always, "A. CONAN DOYLE."
H. A. J.'s pamphlet, Shakespeare and Germany, was written in 1916, during the battle of Verdun. It was a