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January 1, 1918 - New Year's Day in London


Don Martin diary entry for Tuesday, January 1, 1918: 
One of the first things I did was to buy this diary. 
                      
Then went to Herald office on Fleet St. Bothered by loss of cablegram which came last night and was mislaid by the hotel. Came to my room in Savoy at 10:30. Pretty lonesome business in London.
Weather raw and cold
         Don Martin's first "mail story", dated January 1, was published in the New York Herald, Sunday, January 20, 1918, without byline. It's length is a taste of what was to come - Don Martin did not try to spare words! Germany's certain defeat was reported for the first time - of many to come.

Germany Has No Chance Whatever to Win War,  
English Firmly Believe
Sacrifices Only Increase Determination of People to Triumph 
Even if Twenty Years of Fighting is Required
[Special to the Herald]
Herald Bureau, No. 130 Fleet Street, London, Jan. 1
     Before leaving the United States I heard many persons actually ask if there was any possibility that Germany might win the war.
     In England, where the people are face to face with war conditions and in possession of much more information than drifts across the Atlantic, the answer is quickly and most emphatically given:---
     “There is no chance whatever that Germany will win. The Allies will win if it takes twenty years, and we’ve got the men and money to do it. The people have the fortitude and the patience, and Germany knows it.”
     One does not have to be in Great Britain long to realize that the old spirit—commonly called pluck and tenacity—which won so many wars has been roused now as never before. England is groping around in inky darkness at night. She is having much less food than she ought to have. She is paying high prices. She is sacrificing her amusements and her pleasures. She is staying indoors at night and constantly watching skyward for enemy aircraft. Her pleasure automobiles are a thing of the past. Banquets are unknown. Bars are closed except during short periods at midday and in the evening. The army of workers goes to work in the darkness of early morning and returns home in the foggy blackness of early evening. Women are doing things they never before dreamed of doing. Children are being put in factories the moment they can leave school.
Hardships Increase Determination
     In brief, London—and all of England as well—is putting up with discomforts which might well be expected to stagger, if not completely discourage, a nation. But England is neither staggered nor discouraged. It may be said quite truthfully that the more sacrifices she is called upon to make and the more privations imposed on her the more dogged becomes her determination to crush Germany, and to stick to the task till a complete job has been done.
     Measured by the inconveniences and hardships London already is suffering New York city knows nothing at all of the war. To begin with, daylight does not start till nearly eight o’clock in the morning, and daylight ends at four. In all the great city not a light gleams from a window. The streets are black. Street lamps burn at infrequent intervals. All are shaded so that only a small circle of light is thrown on the pavement. Shops appear closed. Restaurants which compare with the gaudiest or finest on Broadway seem locked tightly from without, yet within there are lights and crowds. One might walk the entire length of the Strand, Piccadilly, Fleet street or any of the other popular thoroughfares at night and not see the first suggestion of life behind the solid walls.
Travel at Night Dangerous
     Policemen are scarce. They usually stand in a doorway ready to guide any pilgrim who has strayed from his course, as many do. For a stranger to find a house or street number after dark is almost impossible. For a stranger to walk a cozen blocks without stumbling over a curb or bumping against a post or projection is next to impossible. One may carry a flashlight, but must be discreet in its use. The strictest kind of regulations have been adopted to prevent the showing of a single ray of light to airmen, who are likely to come over from German camps any night.
     I don’t know what New York city would do in similar circumstances. No doubt it would do just as London is doing—grin and bear it—but I doubt if it would take the whole thing as philosophically as the British capital does.
     Still, England is not grumbling—much. Her determination is to “lick” Germany. She thought three years ago this would be a small job. She even ridiculed at first the notion that Germany, or any other nation, should be so presumptuous as to think of fighting Great Britain. Her point of view has changed now. She know her Tommy is a good fighter—and he is—but she know also that the Kaiser’s soldiers can fight, and that there seems to be an almost endless supply of them. But she knows that the man power of the Allies will increase, and that the man power of Germany cannot increase, and she knows that the United States and England, with France doing her part in as noble a manner as ever, can triumph over the Hun in time.
Much Peace Talk Heard
     One can hear peace talk wherever he goes. Just at present the talk of men who assume to have a smattering of information from official circles is that Germany will lose all her possessions, but probably will not have to bear alone the cost of restoring Belgium. The suggestion that she may ever retain any part of Belgium is ridiculed.
     No secret is now made of the fact that a year ago there was a fear that the submarine menace would become so formidable that a peace reasonably suitable to Germany would have to be made, but those fears are held no longer. England is satisfied that she will be able to get all the food and supplies she needs, that the United States will come forward in the spring and summer of this year with a splendid fleet of new ships, and that there will be plenty of vessels for the transportation of troops.
     With what she believes to be a most roseate prospect ahead of her, England has settled down for a good siege of discomforts, hardships and, if need be, downright suffering.
     Fully half of the men one meets in the streets are soldiers in uniform. Many are in London on leave. Many are on the way from the possessions to the front. Australians are numerous. They and the Canadians bear a somewhat striking resemblance to the Americans.
Air Raids Now Commonplace
      Air raids are expected at all times. London is prepared for them. The resident population has grown accustomed to them and knows where to go for safety when the warning is given that enemy aircraft are coming toward the city. It is surprising how little damage has been done, considering the number of raids that have been made by the Huns and the weight of the bombs dropped. One might walk about the city for a week without seeing the first evidence of the bombardments. Still the people talk much about them and a stranger is told at great length just what he or she must do when the policemen blow their warning whistles and the guns begin to boom.
     Very evidently the Huns bombard the city with the idea of disgusting England with the war and giving impetus to any possible movement for peace. But the raids are having the opposite effect. All cities in England are putting up with the same inconveniences as is London. All are possible targets for the Hun bombs and thus all are kept in darkness.
     Women telephone operators will be mentioned in the honor lists to be given out early in the year. During raids of the severest description the telephone girls have remained heroically at their posts. Despite the fact that the operators at important centers have received permission to take cover during raids, they have refused to leave their work. With guns thundering and bombs dropping frequently in the immediate vicinity they have carried on their work with splendid fearlessness, realizing that the telephone plays an effective part in the defence of the city’s homes.
     On the occasion of the first daylight raid the operators at an important station near the danger zone were told they might take shelter, but volunteers were asked for so that the service would not have to be discontinued. Practically the entire staff immediately offered to stay on duty and they did their work till the “all clear” signal was given, although their risk was very great. Within fifty yards of this particular station there were several deaths due to bombs and the cries of the injured could be heard in the exchange. Now it is proposed that these courageous girls be rewarded for their valor. All London approves the suggestion.

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