|Eliot's draft registration card photo, 1918|
I confess I did feel a little doubtful of the advisability of remaining in Germany a day or two before war was declared against Russia; but it never entered my head that England would declare war too: and we all supposed that after the mobilization, we could (as proved the case for those of us who were Americans) slip away without difficulty. Besides, I had come to Germany expressly. The summer school was just opened that day, and I did not want to lose my summer for a scare. It was not until evening (August 2) when the pupils assembled that I appreciated the seriousness of our position. We were told it would be impossible to leave for a fortnight; that it would be impossible for the summer course to continue; but that to fill our time during the enforced stay various makeshift courses and conversation groups would be arranged. The director made a speech in which he cautioned us to be very careful, to avoid crowds, and not to talk in foreign languages in the street. By this time he had got us pretty well frightened of course, and no one was taking very keen interest in the proposed courses. The Russians, who knew they wouldn't get out anyway, were miserable and silent; there appeared to be only one Frenchman, the professor, who was also miserable; the English and Americans were talkative and excited.
- The Letters of TSE, Faber & Faber 1988, page 52-53
In the end, Eliot manages to make his way to the Netherlands and then to London, thanks to his American passport ("[They] looked at our passes - 'Amerikaner - ach, schoen!' let us by." p. 53) There, a different sort of confusion awaits. While in Germany, reading German papers and met by German hospitality, Eliot had thought Germany right. His early letters from the war are entirely sympathetic to the idea that Germany is fighting for its existence (in the peculiar, ominous sense that phrase has when used about Germany). But once in London, met with the British papers and the display of British naval superiority ("The waters as we approached were black with English warships." p. 54), he begins to change his mind. His position during the early war seems to have been that Germany had a point, but must ultimately lose to England:
I have a great deal of confidence in the ultimate event; I am anxious that Germany should be beaten; but I think it is silly to hold up one's hands at German 'atrocities' and 'violations of neutrality'. The Germans are perfectly justified in violating Belgium - they are fighting for their existence - but the English are more than justified in turning to defend a treaty. But the Germans are bad diplomats. It is not against German 'crimes', but against German 'civilisation' - all this system of officers and professors - that I protest. But very useful to the world if kept in place.- The Letters of TSE, Faber & Faber 1988, page 56
On a personal note, having straddled both worlds at precisely the time when they turned against each other, TSE found himself "unable to adopt a wholly partisan attitude, or even to rejoice or depair wholeheartedly" (p. 58) when it came to the war. As he writes to his cousin Eleanor in September 1914:
I cannot but wonder whether it all seems as awful at your distance as it does here. I doubt it. No war ever seemed so real to me as this: of course I have been to some of the towns about which they have been fighting; and I know that men I have known, including one of my best friends*, must be fighting each other. So it's hard for me to write interestingly about the war.- The Letters of TSE, Faber & Faber 1988, page 58
* Probably Jean Verdenal, Eliot's friend from Paris who died in 1915 and to whom Prufrock is dedicated.