Boon, The Mind of the Race, The Wild Asses of the Devil, and The Last Trump;

Boon, The Mind of the Race, The Wild Asses of the Devil, and The Last Trump is by H. G. Wells, and is described as a first selection from the literary remains of George Boon, appropriate to the times. The introduction says that whenever a publisher gets a book by one author he wants an Introduction written to it by another, and that nobody reads Introductions. The text says that George Boon never wrote anything for his public with his own hand, and employed a lady, the lady who figures in his will, Miss Bathwick, as his amanuensis.

The text says that not even the opening chapter of this huge book, The Mind of the Race, was ever completely written. The text says the idea develops into the holding of a definite congress upon the Mind of the Race at some central place. Wilkins declares that the war was like one of those great illnesses that purge the system of a multitude of minor ills, and Boon says, turning his face towards Wilkins, War does nothing but destroy.