The Vineyard, September 1914
"To us of our faith this looks at first sight like the death of our hopes. Had we not been working for the closer union of the nations, all of which are in such deep sympathy in all that concerns the only essential and universal work. Our labours in this direction had been more fruitful than our readers can possibly know. But now, for a while, but only for a while, we must reluctantly bid good-bye to sympathetic writers and readers too. With special regret do we part from our foreign friends, whose genius has given us so much joy, and has so strengthened a sense of kinship in spite of language, frontier, and diplomacy - the close kinship, above all, of the land-workers, the bread-growers, the roots of every race. Not does this break in our intercourse mean ultimate spiritual sundering - whatever else may hold us apart, this will still unite us, our common faith in and devotion to the land and its folk. And so let us not bid good-bye, after all, to these - to Peter Rosegger, dearly loved and deeply honoured friend of peasants, Selma Lagerlof, Anatole le Braz, Arvid Jarnefelt, Lucia Gargini, Gaston Servette, but rather auf weidersehen, a rivederci, au revoir!".