-ij r- UC IBM 123 F7W47 GERMANY'S LITERARY DEBT TO FRANCE. GERMANY'S LITERARY DEBT TO FRANCE. BY JESSIE L. JWESTON. LONDON DAVID NUTT 17 GRAPE STREET j EDITORIAL: NEW OXFORD STREET | 6 BLOOMSBURY STREET W.C. 1915 PRESERVATION COPY ADDED c i liilti) Germany's Literary Debt to France. ONE of the most remarkable, and indeed, unparalleled, features in this present lament- able war has been the clamorous, and insistent assertion on the part of Germany of her possession of a culture, of a national develop- ment, at once moral, literary, and scientific, so superior to that of other nations that she is justified in endeavouring by force of arms to impose this "culture" upon the rest of Europe. I am aware that an attempt has been made (with a view to lessen the monstrous absurdity of this claim) to distinguish Kultur as made, and spelt, in Germany, from our usual concep- tion of the term, but the Germans themselves know no such distinction. I was in Germany at the outbreak of the war, and when England finally declared herself upon the side of France and Russia it was pointed out to me what a sin we, as a folk akin to the Germans, sharing the same "kultur" (Wir sind zivei Kultur- Volk I was reminded) the same traditions, the 398061 2 GERMANY'S LITERARY same literature (!), were committing in ranging ourselves on the side of a barbarous people like the Russians. It is a proverbial saying that (t The world takes you at your own valuation/' and Ger- many's vociferous iterations of her culture claims seem to have exercised a mesmeric effect upon some minds ; there were certain English professors who did not hesitate to sign a protest against war with a country to which we owed so deep an intellectual debt. It has probably not yet dawned upon these serious, and un- imaginative, gentlemen that the principle enunciated was capable of another and wider application. No such protest came from French scholars ; not that they are, as a body, less " cultured " than their English confreres; not that they are less ready to acknowledge the value of work done in other lands, probably no body of men is so free from a taint of false nationalism, or so ready to accept good work on its own merit, no matter who may be the author, but precisely because, possessed of a keener critical faculty, they have a j uster appreciation of the real value of German research. I suspect also that, being gifted with a lively sense of humour, the extravagant claims of Germany have served DEBT TO FRANCE. 3 to cast a gleam of amusement athwart the blackness of the War cloud. Why, indeed, should France trouble to dispute the claims of a culture based upon a borrowed foundation, the materials for which were a loan from her ? It is an old story now, and what Germany has contrived to forget. England, for the most part, never knew, but France remembers and smiles. It was towards the latter part of the twelfth century, under the influence of chivalry, an institution which, as all the world knows, owes its development, as it does its name, to the French culture whose wide -spread and bene- ficent effects the Middle Ages, at least, did not disdain to admit, that Germany first possessed a conscious literature. Previous to that date we have only such fragments as the HildeI)r