Tall, slow windmills and drowsy woodlands set the tempo of Doom, where Wilhelm II ages and declines in ease; but, recently, came a letter to strike sparks in the imperial twilight, a letter from Boston to "William the Third". . . .
Since the envelope was long, crisp, important, a flunky in tight breeches and silver braid carried it gingerly to the Chamberlain, Admiral Herr von Reuber Paschwitz. More in amaze than anger, the Admiral muttered "Dummkopf! Blockhead!" ripped, discovered the letter to be signed by Major Judson Hannigan (able morale developer, training...
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