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 or else I will come unto thee quickly, and will remove thy candlestick out of his 
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 Index of Contents 
 
 Title Page Front Cover 
 
 Index Second Cover 
 
 Introductory 1-4 
 
 Columbia's Apostasy..... 5-7 
 
 Americanisms 8 
 
 Our Country, 'Tis of Thee— Hymn (Tagal Veision) 9 
 
 Humbug 9, 10 
 
 Nemesis 10-12 
 
 His Soul is in Luzon— Song (John Brown, etc ) 12 
 
 Songs of the Empire 13 14 
 
 Treason •• 14 
 
 The Star Spangled Banner — Song (new words) 15 
 
 Dewey 15 
 
 Faith, Hope, and Charity. A prayer of aspiration.... 16 
 
 Bravely Like a Soldier Fall— Ballad 17 
 
 f Luzonia ! \ , . , 
 
 HaiM -^ 1 u- , f— Dual Anthem 18 
 
 t Columbia ! • 
 
 Definitions 18 
 
 Columbia (Red, White, and Blue)— Song 19 
 
 The Argument from Providence 20-22 
 
 America — Mational Hymn No. 2 22, 23 
 
 Militarism 24 
 
 Patriotism 25,26 
 
 Ma.ssacre Incineration, and Assassination 26-28 
 
 Protest to the Vatican 27 
 
 The White Man's Mission 29 
 
 Humanity 30 
 
 Repentance 31 
 
 The White Man's Shame 32, 33 
 
 American Treachery 34 35 
 
 Slow, Slow, Slow — Song 36 
 
 Tyranny 36 
 
 Tenting on Luzon's Ground — Song 37 
 
 Despotism 37 
 
 From Crime to Crime 38 
 
 Sword of Bunker Hill 39 
 
 Marching Through Luzon 40 
 
 Hooting the Battle Cry of Freedom 41 
 
 Religion 42 
 
 Appendix 43-4S 
 
 Providential Numbers 43-45 
 
 American White Slaves 45 
 
 Avenging Blood 45 
 
 Not Too Late 46 
 
 The Nation an Assassin 46 
 
 Praying for Liberty 46 
 
 Not English Slaves 47 
 
 Wholesale Slaughter 47 
 
 Worse Than Hyprocritical 48 
 
 Gives The Lie to Our Professions for 123 Years 4S 
 
 A War of Conquest 48 
 
 A Prayer for Our Native Land Third Cover 
 
 A Prayer for Our Misguided Country Third Cover 
 
 Mystical Numbers — A Key of Providence Back Cover 
 
Introductory 
 
 Within the Feast of St. Michael, the Archangel, 
 Philadelphia, May lo, 1S99. 
 
 " In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and the Holy 
 Ghost." Amen. 
 
 As one who has known the degradation resulting from the bond- 
 age of Satan and the slaver j of sin; as one who has known the 
 elevation and dignity and grandeur of the privileges of the child of 
 God; as one who realizes that the conflict daily and hourly waged 
 in the soul of the individual is the same as that being waged on a 
 more extended scale in the soul of the nation; as one who has long 
 since realized, with the Apostle Paul, that the conflict of men and 
 of nations is not merely with flesh and blood, but with the invisible, 
 superhuman, and supernatural agents of evil, "with the principali- 
 ties and powers of darkness in high places " ; as one to whom it has 
 been given to know, in a special manner, the mighty providence of 
 God as manifested in the aid and assistance rendered us by benign 
 and heavenly spirits in our conflict between good and evil, I speak 
 to my fellow men. In this time of commemoration of the great 
 commander of the heavenly forces, St. Michael the archangel, who 
 cast fallen Lucifer as Satan out of heaven, I call upon all citizens of 
 this great republic who still revere the name of Christ; upon all who 
 exalt the name of Deity over the Satanic principle; upon all who 
 are still lovers of good and haters of evil, to stand faithful to each 
 other in the present contest, crying out as children of the Most 
 High, "Who is like unto God?" and as citizens of a free land, 
 "What is like unto Holy Liberty? " until we shall see hurled over 
 the protecting ramparts ol this great heaven- born republic, those 
 traitorous thoughts and principles of action, which have risen up in 
 the hearts and minds of too many of our fellows, a menace to the 
 life and the integrity of the institutions of this great nation, and 
 against the perpetuation of its God-given mission of declaring just 
 rights unto the people of all lands, the essential equality and frater- 
 nity ot mankind under the supervising Fatherhood of God. 
 
 "Who of you are so low that would be a bondman ? If any, 
 speak." Let the grand palladium of our liberties be ever preserved 
 sacred among us. In one grand sentence, the fathers of this great Re- 
 public anticipated the materialistic apostates of the present day. We 
 will have no Caesarism in our free land. Our rights are God-given. 
 We accept not the theory of human-made rights, nor will we pros- 
 titute our sacred privileges upon the altar of brute force. The 
 grand words of the anthem of liberty are ringing in our ears, " We 
 
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hold'these truths to be self-evident, that all men are born free and 
 equal and have been endowed by their Creator with an inalienable 
 right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness." Perish the men 
 who would blot out these words and turn back, with traitorous in- 
 tent, the hands on the dial of human progress- 
 
 If I strike my country, 'tis but to awaken her ; if I wound her, 
 'tis but to heal. The surgeon who amputates the gangrened limb, 
 or who incises deeply into the proud flesh is a truer friend than the 
 squeamish one who stands by and looks idly on. Let no one dare 
 to impugn my motives, nor accuse me of being unfaithful to the 
 best interests of my native land. Let no one attaint me as being 
 guilty in these premises of conduct unworthy of an American citi- 
 zen. I hurl back in anticipation all such base insinuations with scorn. 
 I am sensible to myself of being animated by only the purest 
 motives. Love of God, of my country, and of my fellow man. I 
 claim to be, and shall ever maintain, that I am, as true a friend 
 of my native land as any ; a truer than those who, however high 
 may be their stations, have aided in dragging the fair name of this 
 glorious Republic in the mire, and who have used her grand re- 
 sources for their own personal aggrandisement, or for the enslaving 
 of a foreign people. Above the narrow geographical limits of 
 mountain and valley, of shore and of plain, of rivers and of sea, 
 which enchain my fealty to one section of earth, there hangs the 
 illimitable expanse of the free and unconfined air which girdles the 
 whole earth. In this my soul respires ; of this it is the heaven- 
 born citizen. Electrified I hear the myriad voices which communi- 
 cate with me in this sphere. I listen with sympathy to the plaints 
 of my far-off brothers of another land, but of the same race — the 
 race of God's children. I hear the sighs of oppressed freedom 
 amidst the rustle of the jungle's leaves. Recalling the red rifle 
 blasts of Lexington, and the white smoke of Bunker Hill, ascending 
 to the blue skies, like incense from the Altar of Freedom, I takeoff 
 my hat to the volleys from the trenches. 
 
 Never will I tarnish my soul with the heathen sentiment, " My 
 country, right or wrong" — a sentiment worthy only of one who 
 worships the blind forces of nature, and who makes Caesar a Deity, 
 turning from the adoration and service of the Most High God of 
 Eternal Justice and of Truth. I love my country, but above her I 
 place sweet Liberty, and the inalieniable Rights of Mankind. I am 
 an American, but I am more ; I am a Child of Freedom and a Son 
 of God. 
 
 My Country has been weighed in the balance a nd found wanting. 
 Faithless to her mission, she has, Judas-like, abandoned the great 
 Apostolate to which she was called, and sold, like Esau, her birth- 
 right for a mess of pottage. 
 
 She has undone in a day the work of a century. She has de- 
 prived the world of hope, and robbed generations yet unborn of 
 their blood -bought privileges. 
 
 She has struck the flag of Freedom in the face of a sneering 
 world and dragged it in the mire of infamy. She has flung to the 
 breeze not the Banner of Liberty, but the standard of slavery. 
 
What shall we say to, and of, the men who are responsible for 
 this awful departure from the principles of rectitude and right, 
 which has transformed our nation into a freebooting and piratical 
 community. But a year ago, on the 17th day of April, 1898, the 
 Senate of these United States of America, in Congress assembled, 
 declared before the whole world that the people of the island of 
 Cuba were, and of right ought to be, free and independent, and that 
 at least one section of the government of the United States recog- 
 nized the Republic of Cuba as the true and lawful government of 
 that island, and upon the strength of this declaration urged war 
 with Spain in the alleged interests of justice, humanity, and self- 
 government. Hardly was the war fairly begun before America, car- 
 ried away by the lust of greed and the desire of self-aggrandize- 
 ment, exhibited herself in the eyes of the world as a base and igno- 
 ble betrayer of the rights she should have been eager to champion. 
 The Republic of Cuba was assassinated. Throttled in broad day- 
 light without the slightest manifestation of shame. In the Philip- 
 pines a war of conquest was entered into with the most shameless 
 audacity and the most unrighteous effrontery. No greater polit- 
 ical crime has ever been committed than that which has changed 
 our Republic from a liberty preserving community into a freebooting 
 and piratical nation. 
 
 If my land is to become the abode of tyranny and of despotism, 
 if she is to become a permanent apostate to all those sacred tradi- 
 tions upon which I have been fed by her as upon my mother's milk, 
 let her release me from all obligations of fealty and loyalty. Like 
 the daring Genoese, I would seek on the bosom of some far-off 
 ocean a more favored clime. Rather would I cast in my lot with 
 some lesser people animated by the fire and noble enthusiasm of 
 the love of liberty, than live among a people of a more powerful 
 nation cold and dead to all save the instincts of robbery, of oppres- 
 sion, and of greed — their cult the worship of the Almighty Dollar. 
 
 But no such sad necessity awaits us. The soul of the great 
 American people may be dormant, but it is not dead. When the 
 sunlight of truth fully beams upon them there will be a great 
 awakening. When Americans fully realize the great infamy which 
 has stained the fair pages of our history, there will be a day of 
 political reckoning with the guilty ones. First a feeling of horror, 
 then a thrill of indignation, and then a spasm of volcanic wrath will 
 give evidence of the approach of the revolution in sentiment, which 
 will, like a tidal wave from the sea, hurl itself upon the present 
 rulers of the land, and cause them to cry out for the mountains of 
 oblivion to fall upon them and hide them in the valleys of forgetful- 
 ness, as they hear the cry of execration arising from the throats of 
 millions of incensed people. 
 
 Nor only will they seek to escape from the living. The souls 
 of the great army of American dead who have died in defense of 
 their native land, and who have anointed her soil with their sacred 
 blood in strife for liberty for themselves and for the downtrodden 
 of other lands are still among us, and around about us. In serried 
 ranks they march to the rendezvous and gather about the capitol 
 
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building at Washington. There more than one guilty conscience 
 will be awakened, and in the lone still hours of the night more than 
 one eye will witness the sight of myriad ghastly fingers of a spectral 
 army pointed at them in mingled derision and scorn, while from a 
 million of patriot mouths will be heard the damning accusation : 
 "Thou did' St it". 
 
 This is still the Land of Washington, and of Jefferson, and of 
 Lincoln. The land of Lexington, and of Bunker Hill, and of Val- 
 ley Forge. The land of Fort Sumter and of Gettysburg. There 
 are millions who do not forget this, even though there be countless 
 thousands who do. We may yet have another war to fight to 
 determine whether the land which civil strife could not destroy is to 
 be sold by its own sons. 
 
 And what matters it to us if among these there be men whom 
 we once held in high honor for the services they gave and the 
 uniform they wore. 
 
 We forget not that in days of old there was one who lost a leg 
 in defense of his country, who bravely fought for his country's 
 cause, who daringly led his country's sons in battle against his 
 country's foes, and yet the Continental uniform, sanctified by the 
 noble patriotism and the sterling integrity of Washington, and by 
 the devotion of barefooted soldiers in the snows of Valley Forge, 
 served not to prevent our execration of a Benedict Arnold, who sold 
 us, but who could not deliver us, to England. Let President 
 McKinley and certain other members of the Grand Army of the 
 Republic profit by this example. 
 
 May 22d, 1899 
 
 Robert Stevens Pettet 
 
Columbians Apostasy 
 
 Awake, O God, Thy righteous wrath. 
 Send us deserved aftermath. 
 Teach us that peoples do Thy will, 
 Who justly act, not rob and kill. 
 Incited by their hearts' wild greed, 
 Teach us our country can succeed. 
 Through rectitude and not through might. 
 Since, Lord, we turn the day to night. 
 Smite us in wrath, in mercy smite. 
 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 Teach us the eagle soars in air. 
 There with its mate to fitly pair. 
 The king of beasts with beastly kings, 
 May do alone unrighteous things ; 
 'Tis ours to keep a stainless name, 
 To walk before Thee void of blame, 
 Into temptation now we fall. 
 Responding to the lion's call ; 
 Scourge us, O Lord, yea, scourge us all, 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 Our aid to Cuba just and right, 
 Thou gavest aid, sent glory bright ; 
 Now borne away by lust and pride. 
 We seek far lands to override ; 
 We offer terms to foemen brave. 
 Not to ennoble, to enslave, 
 Our Boys in Blue no longer fight 
 For Freedom fair, 'tis Slav'ry's blight ; 
 Send us again, O Lord, Thy light, 
 
 For we forget : yea, we forget. 
 
 For many years we held on high, 
 The Stars and Stripes beneath the sky ; 
 Till Freedom woke in foreign lands, 
 Now shamelessly our country stands. 
 Unto the world she doth reveal. 
 Prone Freedom's neck beneath her heel, 
 Red blood Columbia's garment dyes, 
 For vengeance unto heav'n it cries , 
 Shall she possess what she denies ? 
 
 How w^e forget : how we forget. 
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Fair Freedom by Columbia slain, 
 Oppressed lands may cry in vain, 
 Bright progress now comes to a halt. 
 Since we have lost the saving salt. 
 We once from masters set men free, 
 Now we of men would masters be. 
 A bird of prey the eagle flies, 
 Our brother's blood to heaven cries. 
 Blind, Lord, Saul-like, our guilty eyes, 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 Our souls are filled with lust of gain, 
 Our land's demoralized, 'tis plain ; 
 No higher thought inspires us now. 
 Than that which guides the pirate's prow. 
 A venal press makes simples, fools. 
 Bad leaders make of masses tools, 
 O Lord, give thought to thoughtless minds, 
 Remove each chain which justice binds, 
 Till vengeful stroke each wrong act finds ; 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 The rice field's red and bloody stain. 
 The jungle's shriek, and leaden rain. 
 The passions foul that demons sate. 
 The countless homes burned desolate ; 
 The naked slain, the murdered dead. 
 Cry woe and vengeance on our head, 
 The land is filled with ranc'rous hate. 
 The air with anguish all afreight. 
 Breeds pestilence within our state. 
 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 Vials of wrath (on guilty heads). 
 Pour out, O Lord, they've torn to shreds, 
 Our banner loved, our starry flag. 
 They'd wave aloft a pirate's rag. 
 These men who guide and rule the state, 
 Their power shrink, their strength abate. 
 They've turned our noble ship aside, 
 Unhelmed, out on an ocean wide, 
 With tattered sails, 'mid bloody tide. 
 
 How they forget ; how they forget. 
 
 We hear the maelstrom's deaf'ning roar. 
 We view the despot's treacherous shore. 
 Where conquest's siren voices lure. 
 Away from moorings tried and sure ; 
 We hear the slave's wild shriek of pain. 
 See blood of freemen shed in vain ; 
 See love and truth, ah ! once so bright. 
 Vanishing into depths of night ; 
 Give, Lord , one swift stroke for the right, 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
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Teach us that we should, to expand, 
 Hail Freedom's birth in ev'ry land, 
 Succoring there her weakest child, 
 Though monarchs rage and kings go wild, 
 America's to sympathize 
 With men dying for that we prize, 
 Sweet liberty ! O God, arise, 
 Thy chosen land this boon denies. 
 Strike, Lord, the scales from off our eyes. 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 Thy lightnings from the heavens hurl, 
 With drenching floods and fires to curl. 
 And shrink our forces, land and sea, 
 That all may know who dwell in Thee, 
 That right forevermore shall make 
 Advance, and wrong forever quake, 
 Till beggars at Thy feet we fall. 
 And bloody legions homeward call, 
 Smite us, O Lord, yea, smite us all, 
 
 For we forget ; yea we forget. 
 
 Till unto truth, like ancient Paul, 
 Converted, we the nations call, 
 Teach strength shall not in lust of greed, 
 Quench smoking flax, break bruised reed, 
 Teach those who' re blest shall freely give. 
 That e'en the poorest ones may live. 
 Bid us the stolen land restore. 
 Forgive, if we but sin no more, 
 Else punish. Lord, afflict us sore. 
 
 For we forget, yea, we forget. 
 
 Again the distant lands invite. 
 Give balm to wounded hearts we smite. 
 Retrace our steps while yet there's time, 
 (To err is human, repent sublime), 
 To brutish strength they have recourse. 
 Who lack Columbia's moral force. 
 Ours forevermore to stand. 
 The unconq'ring, unconquered land. 
 Which wars not, save when Freedom calls, 
 Whose noble deeds hot hate forestalls. 
 Our present acts right sense appals ; 
 
 How we forget ; how we forget. 
 
 April 22d, 1899 
 
 Blessed are they that wash their robes in the blood of the 
 Lamb, that they may have a right to the tree of life— without are 
 dogs, and sorcerers, and murderers, and every one that loveth and 
 maketha lie. — Revelation. 
 
AMERICANISMS 
 
 The population of Luzon is reported to be something over 
 3,000,000, mostly natives. These are gentle, docile, and, under 
 just laws and with the benefits of popular education, would soon 
 make good citizens. — George Dewey. 
 
 In a telegram sent to the department June 23 I expresssed the 
 opinion that these people are far superior in their intelligence, and 
 more capable of self-government than the natives of Cuba, and I am 
 familiar with both races. Further intercourse with them has con- 
 firmed me in this opinion. — George Dewey. 
 
 I consider the forty or fifty Philippine leaders, with whose for- 
 tunes I have been very closely connected, both the superiors of the 
 Malays and the Cubans. Aguinaldo, Agoncillo, and Sandico are 
 all men who would all be leaders in their separate departments in 
 any country. — Rounseville Wildman, American Consul General, 
 Hong Kong. 
 
 There has been a systematic attempt to blacken the name of 
 Aguinaldo and his cabinet on account of the questionable terms of 
 their surrender to the Spanish forces a year ago this month. It 
 has been said that they sold their country for gold; but this has 
 been conclusively disproved, not only by their own statements, but 
 by the speech of the late Governor-General Rivera in the Spanish 
 Senate, June 11, 1S98.— Rounseville Wildman, American Consul 
 General. 
 
 May 24th, 1898. — Today I executed power of attorney where- 
 by Aguinaldo releases to his attorneys in fact, $400,000 now in bank 
 in Hong Kong, so that the money can pay for 3,000 stands of arms 
 bought there and expected here tomorrow. — Oscar F. Williams, 
 United States Consul to Manila. 
 
 Fourth of July, 1898.— Senor Don Emil Aguinaldo, General: 
 The United States of America has entire sympathy and most friendly 
 sentiments for the native people of the Philippine Islands. 
 
 For these reasons I desire to have most amicable relations with 
 you, and to h^ve you and your people cooperate with us in the 
 mihtary operations against the Spanish forces. 
 
 July 6th, 1898. — For this I would like to have your Excellency's 
 advice and cooperation, as you are best acquainted with the re- 
 sources of this country. — Thomas M. Anderson, General com- 
 manding U. S. forces, Cavite. 
 
 Senate Docket No. 62, page 499. — All the success was on the 
 natives' side, and the Spaniards surrendered between 7,000 and 
 8,000 men, well armed, plenty of ammunition, and in good physical 
 condition. The excuse of the latter may be that their enemy was 
 in small bands; but they never captured one of these, and the small 
 bands drove them to their walls. — General Whittier. 
 
 June 17th, 1S98. — Admiral Dewey reports sweeping victories of 
 Filipinos, under Aguinaldo, at Manila ; 2500 Spanish prisoners 
 taken by the insurgents. 
 
Tagal Version {^Old Tune) 
 
 OUR COUNTRY, 'TIS OF THEE 
 
 Our country, 'tis of thee, 
 Sweet land of liberty, 
 
 Of thee we sing; 
 Land where our fathers died, 
 Land of the Tagal' s pride. 
 From jungle to sea side 
 
 Let freedom ring. 
 
 Our native country, thee, 
 Land of the brave and free, 
 
 Thy name we love ; 
 We love thy rocks and rills. 
 Thy rice fields, templed hills ; 
 Our heart with rapture thrills 
 
 Like that above. 
 
 Our volleys swell the breeze, 
 Reechoing from the trees 
 
 Sweet freedom's song : 
 Let tyrants fear and quake, 
 Who would our dear land take, 
 E'en tho' our hearts they break, 
 
 Our fight prolong. 
 
 Our fathers' God, to Thee, 
 Author of liberty. 
 
 To Thee we sing : 
 Long may our land be bright 
 With freedom's holy light ; 
 Protect us with Thy might, 
 
 Great God, our King. 
 
 May 8th, 1899 Feast St- Michael 
 
 HUMBUG 
 
 It would be laughable were it not a matter of too great serious- 
 ness to witness the antics of the imperialist writers in their daily 
 task of trying to keep up with events and still retain their hold on 
 the minds of the slowly discerning public. Their arguments are 
 their own best refutation. In one line we are told that we are an 
 incomparably humane people and that we never seek to acquire ter- 
 ritory except for the benefit of the people inhabiting it. Next comes 
 a wild screech for extermination of the Tagals, who inhabit the land 
 we wish to occupy, and, as we are quick to recognize the fact that 
 it is a law of nature that two bodies cannot occupy the same space 
 at one time, so we are as quick to realize that there is no good Fil- 
 opino (in our own estimation) but the one who is dead and buried. 
 
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and out of our sight and path. Forgetting our boasted humanity 
 and recollecting only our greed we straightway proceed to murder 
 and bury the object of our fraternal regard. Next, we are told that 
 the anti-imperialist is entitled to lo years' imprisonment and $10,000 
 fine and nothing but executive clemency prevents his getting it; that 
 he is dealt with as a baby who can do no harm, then comes a wild 
 howl that if it had not been for the baby the war in the Philippines 
 would have been over long ago. Next, we are told that the Amer- 
 ican volunteer is tumbling over himselt in his eagerness to reenlist, 
 and right on top of it comes telegrams to the governors of states, 
 signed by the officers of regiments, demanding the instant release 
 of the'regiments. Next, we are assured that the administration is tak- 
 ing every pains to keep good faith with the soldier boys whose 
 times have expired and that transports are on the way to bring them 
 home, and then we are informed that the transporting has been put 
 off so late that by the time it begins nearly all the boys may be as 
 good as the good Filopinos. Then we are treated to grand prom- 
 ises of taking the "enemy" in reverse, but the only reverse we 
 see is the reverse of the thing promised. Then we have an ever 
 victorious general who has crushed his foe, stopping for days to 
 parley with him, it is said, to hide the failure of the army to carry 
 out the proposed movement which was to result in bottling up 
 the Filopino. Meanwhile a censorship is maintained in regard to 
 news which is, according to James Creelman, the well-known corres- 
 pondent, more rigid than that of Weyler, the Butcher, and the 
 American people are hurried into evil and wretched courses while 
 being kept in dire ignorance of the real status of the case. Truly 
 we are a free people. Truly, Barnum was right when he said the 
 American people loved to be humbugged. Here we are glorifying 
 in our own infamy, exulting in our own shame, and riveting the 
 iron collars of despotism around our own necks, and all for amuse- 
 ment. 
 
 NEMESIS 
 
 When Spain had surrendered and given up the fight all busi- 
 ness of the United States with the occupancy of the Philippine 
 Islands should have been ended. That should have been our in- 
 tention, and it should have been plainly as well as officially given 
 forth to the Filopino as well as to the whole world. If we desired 
 reimbursement for the expenses of the war, made in defense ol the 
 Republic of Cuba, we should have obtained it not by the theft of 
 the Philippines from the natives, but by requiring a money in- 
 demnity from Spain. Under no circumstances should we have pur- 
 chased from Spain a people she had endeavored to enslave, unless 
 with the intention of immediately manumitting them. If it is an 
 illegal thing for any individual American to buy his fellow man, and 
 hold him in subjection as a slave, then it is equally wrong for 
 Americans in the aggregate to do the same thing. The matter 
 does not admit of discussion. We have in the past held up to 
 
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scorn and placed in the criminal category the Slave hunter and 
 trader of Africa, and the American purchaser and Slave holder. We 
 have placed both beyond the pale of hone'st citizens. Today the 
 Filopvio is the hunted slave. Spain is the Slave hunting trader, and 
 America the purchasing Slave, holder. She is justifying herself by 
 means of the same old pernicious sophistries, used of old, the bet- 
 terment of the condition of the slave as an excuse for the slavery, 
 the same which in the past was the stock argument ot the Southern 
 slave holder in defense of his pet institution. 
 
 After the Declaration of Independence had been supplemented 
 by the Proclamation of Emancipation, and sealed in the blood of a 
 great people, after the wrong of centuries had been to a certain ex- 
 tent atoned for by the enfranchisement of the negro, America's bar- 
 tering with Spain, and buying a whole people against their consent, 
 betraying liberty and destroying as far as it lay in her power the 
 sacred principle of equal rights, which it was her avowed mission to 
 uphold, can only be compared with the act of the High Priests of 
 the Temple of old purchasing the life of the Light of the World at 
 the hands of the wretched Judas for thirty pieces of silver. 
 
 Vengeance is Mine, I will repay, says the Lord God of Hosts. 
 America dare not say through the mouths of her representatives, 
 nor through her own acquiescence in their misdeeds, "Letthe blood 
 we have shed be upon us and upon our children''. Such an im- 
 precatory prayer would ascend before the throne of God to become 
 a stench in the nostrils of the Most High. He will punish us for 
 our national crimes without our invoking that punishment in any 
 other way than by our deeds. Like Lady Macbeth, haunted by 
 the memory of hideous offense, and wailing aloud "Out, damned 
 spot ! " as her tortured imagination called up to her vision the spec- 
 tral blood drops upon her hand, so our own Columbia, as she re- 
 morsefully reviews her own guilty course in the Philippines and 
 comes to a realizing sense of the present as well as the future pun- 
 ishments that await her, will wring her own hands as she has wrung 
 the hearts of others. Like Rachel, she will be compelled to weep for 
 her children and refuse to be comforted because they are not. Al- 
 ready the first vial of wrath descends upon a guilty country. The 
 world has been called to witness our boastful and arrogant nation 
 false to itself and to its God, descending to the barbarities of ancient 
 and pagan Rome. In amazement the people of foreign lands be- 
 hold the lurid skies of America — those skies from which, as the 
 inspired words of our poet declare, ' ' Freedom tore the azure robe 
 of night, and set the stars of glory there" — these skies have been 
 lighted up, to the horror of the civilized world, with human torches, 
 while American citizens, of Northern and Southern birth, have, like 
 ravening wolves, torn to pieces human flesh to glut and fatten their 
 lust for remembrance. We have become, in the midst of our boast- 
 ing, a spectacle to the rest of the world as an apostate nation de- 
 scending to a level little above the cannibal tribes of the Dark Con- 
 tinent. It is the vengeance of God upon us for our sins. The 
 boastful palladins of human liberty, we have fallen into the hands of 
 Satan, and become his bond slaves through the influence of our 
 
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own hellish lusts. Each day finds our unhappy country sinking 
 lower and lower into the depths of private and pubhc infamy, each 
 day finds it seeking a lower level, and already the assassins of 
 Freedom of the Philippines are advocating the perpetration of the 
 crime of disenfranchising the negro and robbing him of his blood- 
 bought rights. In the stress laid by them upon the fact of the in- 
 crease of crime among the negro population since the civil war, 
 they ignore the fact that there has been a terrible increase in crime 
 during the same time among the white skinned people, and that 
 owing to the intensely imitative character of the darker people we 
 have no legitimate reason to be surprised at their following in the 
 evil ways of their white-skinned brethren. 
 
 HIS SOUL IS IN LUZON 
 
 John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
 John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
 Mouldering in the land his spirit strove to save. 
 But his soul is in Luzon. 
 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah. 
 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah. 
 
 The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 
 
 He'll keep it burning still. 
 
 John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
 John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave. 
 Were the old man here he'd curse each scurvy knave. 
 Chaining freedom in Luzon. 
 
 Out of his mouth he would spew you. 
 Out of his mouth he w^ould spew you, 
 The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 
 He will keep it burning still. 
 
 John Brown's body lies mouldering in the grave, 
 John Brown's body hes mouldering in the grave, 
 You may dig up the earth and his dust enslave, 
 But his soul is in Luzon. 
 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
 
 The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 
 
 He will keep it burning still. 
 
 His gaunt old form towers now on Luzon's hill, 
 His deep set eyes are blazing fiercely still, 
 With grim, set teeth he is shooting to kill, 
 With his black boys in Luzon. 
 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah, 
 
 Glory, glory, hallelujah. 
 
 The lamp he lit he will keep aflame, 
 
 He will keep it burning still. 
 
 Atlantic City, May 14th, 1899 
 
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SONGS OF THE EMPIRE 
 
 A well known writer once declared that if it were given him to 
 write the songs of his people, he cared not who made its laws. In 
 the same spirit, if it might be my privilege to stimulate the minds 
 of my fellow citizens to a greater loyalty to the ideas of the past — a 
 more decent respect for the rights of those at home, with a juster 
 regard for the weaker people abroad, I could not find it in my 
 heart to envy those degraded placemen who, stooping to the 
 ignominious task of pandering to the vices of their fellow men, 
 rise to popular favor by trimming their sails to every ignoble wind 
 that blows. 
 
 From the ancient folk lore of the American people, from the 
 dim recesses of the almost forgotten past, I have resurrected some 
 memories of the inspiration which used once to fire our hearts. 
 
 When liberty was the word we used to conjure with, when free- 
 dom was the charm to awake within us the noblest sentiment of our 
 souls, these songs had wondrous influence over us. That was be- 
 fore the wild dream of expansion and imperialism had awakened a 
 lust for conquest in our people, and before the fateful vision of be- 
 coming a hated world power had taken possession of us. 
 
 Deeming these ballads and sacred hymns a little too antiquated, 
 and not sufficiently fin de siecle in their original form, I have taken 
 the liberty of revising them and bringing their sentiments into 
 greater harmony with the present aspirations of our people. Retain- 
 ing the old tunes, I have furnished words of a more up-to-date 
 character, and respectfully dedicate them to those who are fond of 
 the old airs. 
 
 I would also remind certain imperialistic members of the 
 Grand Army of the Republic that the old man whose memory I 
 have reembalmed in verse — whose example in life and whose 
 marching soul after death proved in days of old such an inspiration 
 to them ; whose name, pouring out in song from myriad throats, 
 resounded through the valleys and reechoed from the hill sides of 
 the Southern country as they went tramping through it — was legally 
 a traitor, and died upon the gallows. For all this they seemed to 
 have a great love tor him. Or were they merely a lot of brainless 
 parrots uttering sounds void of meaning to themselves. 
 
 When by an effort of the imagination we recall the multitude of 
 voices, which from the valleys and mountains, from the hills and 
 the plains, from the children in the schoolhouses and the people by 
 the firesides, have, throughout the length and breadth of this great 
 land, in the past one hundred years, ascended in patriotic song 
 addressed to the throne of the Most High God, in invocation of his 
 holy name, by a supposed liberty loving people, in sacred aspiration 
 for freedom, our present apostasy appears all the blacker. Small 
 wonder that at the unveiling of the Hartranft monument the mock- 
 ery of offering such hymns to God, by a multitude in sympathy 
 with a war of conquest and the destruction of liberty in the Philli- 
 pines, should be followed by a sign of wrath in the sudden death of 
 so many participants in the hollow rite. Small wonder that at the 
 
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Peace Jubilee in Washington the float filled with children wearing- 
 the national colors, should in the presence of the President be precipi- 
 tate to the earth to wound the children, who had been singing the 
 airs of a land so false to its blessings and its privileges. 
 
 Invoking the God of Freedom while slaying freedom is a 
 blasphemy worthy of judicial punishment. 
 
 TREASON 
 
 The cry of the multitude is not the law of the land. The will 
 of the reckless majority, until it is constitutionally expressed, has 
 no binding force. It may, however, result in treasonable action 
 against the law of the land, and the rights of the minority. Though 
 a majority of our people may be at the present moment of feverish 
 excii-ement favorable to an unlawful exercise of power on the part of 
 the President, that will not deprive the Chief Magistrate of guilt, 
 nor free him from the accusation of infringing upon the rights of the 
 people, and of being false to the laws of the land in transcending the 
 limits of his authority. No more dangerous idea can prevail than 
 that because in a time of temporary fever a majority favor a radical 
 trespass upon the rights of others, therefore public ofilicials may 
 govern their course in accordance with such sentiments. This is 
 mob rule and lynch la\^, not constitutional privilege and judicial 
 action. Besides, it is dangerous for the officials. The sentiments 
 of the people may experience a sudden change, and there be none 
 to call them to account. Not so with the official. 
 
 We strongly protest against the term "the rulers of the land " 
 being used, except in a limited sense, as a matter of courtesy. We 
 have no divine right of Kings, nor of Presidents, nor of public ofh- 
 cials. We are the rulers of ourselves. We, the people. There is 
 none above us save Almighty God. He is our ruler alone. Pub- 
 lic officials are our servants — agents employed by us, to whom we 
 trust the administration of our affairs : men whom we have a con- 
 stitutional right to criticise and call to account. Let them remem- 
 ber that they are servants of the people. The God-Man himself 
 hath set us an example in washing the feet of his disciples, instruct- 
 ing them to do so to one another, saying also "He that would be 
 greatest among you let him be as one that serveth". Today this 
 title adheres to the occupant of the Chair of Peter, spiritual head of 
 over two hundred millions of souls, " Servant of the servants of 
 God ". The President and lesser officials of the American Repub- 
 lic can be no more. 
 
 American scoundrelism is no more acceptable than the scoun- 
 drelism of other peoples. American robbery is no more justifi- 
 able than the robbery of other nationalities. American murders 
 are as foul as those committed by less enlightened communities, 
 and whether such things are done by the Anglo Saxon under the 
 cover of a blue coat or a red, with or without government com- 
 mission, they are no less fit subjects for the condemnation of all 
 honest men, as they certainly are of Almighty God, who has told 
 us that the future he has in store for the liar, thief, and mur- 
 derer is the lake of fire. 
 
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THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER 
 
 Oh ! say can you see b}' Luzon's lurid light, 
 
 The flag we once hailed as the pledge of redeeming ; 
 
 Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the tropical night 
 Revealed we were there with bayonets gleaming ; 
 
 While the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, 
 
 Were sent right along Fillipinos to scare. 
 
 Oh ! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave, 
 
 O'er the land we would stekl and the men we'd enslave? 
 
 Now where is that band who so vauntingly swore, 
 'Mid the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, 
 
 Their home and their country they'd treasure and store ; 
 Their blood has washed out their dark footsteps' pollution ! 
 
 No refuge could save the patriot brave, 
 
 From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave. 
 Since the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave 
 O'er the land we would steal and the men we'd enslave! 
 
 Oh ! thus be it ever when freemen shall stand 
 
 A long way from home 'mid sin's desolation, 
 With the one common purpose to steal foreign land, 
 
 Dishonoring the Power that hath made us a nation. 
 Then conquer we must, though our cause is unjust, 
 Forsaking our God, in our Dollars we trust. 
 
 For the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave 
 
 O'er the land of our greed and the home of the slave. 
 
 Oh ! how beauteous it is, how inspiring, how grand. 
 To have North, West, and South united in feeling ! 
 
 Emulating each other in the wickedness planned ; 
 A murd'rous spirit of rapine revealing ; 
 
 To the winds they have cast the freedom of man, 
 
 While all who oppose they'd place under a ban. 
 
 That the star-spangled banner in triumph may wave 
 O'er the land they would steal and the men they'd enslave. 
 May 22, 1899. 
 
 DEWEY 
 
 The Secretary of Agriculture, with true American exaggera- 
 tion and lack of consideration for the truth, writes that " Dewey in 
 a day gave us an archipelago". No, Dewey did not give us an 
 archipelago in a day, nor has he given us one at all. Dewey won 
 us a grand victory in a day, but he had to invoke the assistance of 
 Aguinaldo for months afterwards in the military occupation of the 
 archipelago in opposition to the Spanish forces. It was not Dewey 
 who saddled this unfortunate Philippine war upon us. This colossal 
 elephant, the responsibility for which has caused us to pile up a 
 mountain of crimes, was not of Dewey's making. This is one of 
 the things of which we are glad it cannot be said, "Dewey did it". 
 
 Besides, we haven't got the archipelago yet. First catch your 
 hare, and then cook him. 
 
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FAITH, HOPE, AND CHARITY 
 
 Looking- confidently forward to the opening of the 20th cen- 
 tury — the third in the era of our existence — we had hoped to see it 
 welcome us with a bright sunburst of an assured freedom, whose 
 illuminating rays and glad and cheery warmth, would presage, both 
 for our own and other lands, illimitable hope for the distant future. 
 Are we doomed to disappointment? Let us hope not. Though we 
 descend the steep incline of the igth century, to find it termin- 
 ating in the dark night of despotic might, let us trust that our sun 
 of freedom has met with but a temporary eclipse, has suffered but a 
 momentary obscurity, and that our gallant ship of state, emerging 
 from the stygian darkness in which it is now enveloped, partly sub- 
 merged in the bosom of the dark sea of the present time, may 
 yet proudly sail, in the lull blaze of the glorious sun of freedom, 
 into the welcoming ports of the 20th century, with her starry flag, 
 gaily flying above stainless decks, nailed to her masthead, with the 
 words, "all men are born free and equal", written in distinguishable 
 and indelible letters of gold on her prow to prove her still true to 
 her G)d-given mission — that mission entrusted to her by high 
 heaven, whose motto still is "Glory to God in the highest, and 
 peace on earth to men of good will' ' . 
 
 It cannot be possible, O, our beloved country— the land which 
 once was the asylum of the persecuted — the refuge of the oppressed 
 — the budding hope of the present— -the roseate promise of the 
 future — it cannot be possible that we have loved thee in vain. It 
 cannot be possible, O, our beloved Columbia— the Gem of the 
 Ocean — the Land of the Brave and the Free — thou of whom we, in 
 the innocence of childish faith, assembled together in the little, red, 
 village school houses, so proudly and so fervently sang — it cannot be 
 possible that after all thou art to become the nursing mother of ty- 
 rants and the hotbed of despotic crimes and vices. Perish the 
 thought. Almighty God, forbid. Forbid it, too, every true Amer- 
 ican heart which yet beats responsive to the name of freedom. 
 Great God. The God of our fathers. The Omnipitent Being to 
 whom our immortal Washington, in the darkest hour of our early 
 history, addressed himself in supplication, kneeling in the snow of 
 Valley Forge, to thee we cry. Thou, alone, canst save us and our 
 beloved country from the vile passions of its ignoble and degenerate 
 sons. We pray thee to preserve in our land and in ourselves the 
 cherished ideals of our earliest youth. We pray for our country, 
 the land of Washington, that it may prove true to the grand and 
 noble mission which thou hast entrusted to it. We pray for our 
 country — that country of which we have so often, in good faith 
 proudly boasted. For the land of our birth, that land which we 
 have so long cherished in our fondest dreams of human regenera- 
 tion, as the "Sweet Land of Liberty". For that land, unto thee, 
 O, God, the creator of men, the ruler and guide of nations, the dis- 
 penser of all things, we, in all sincerity of heart, most fervently 
 pray. Grant that the aspirations of our hearts may be attained, 
 our dearest hopes fulfilled. 
 
 IG 
 
To my Amative Land 
 
 BRAVELY LIKE A SOLDIER FALL 
 
 My country give me mission true, 
 
 I would not other men entlirall ; 
 I'll give my blood, yea ! die for you, 
 
 The wiles of traitors to forestall : 
 But ask me not a slave to be. 
 
 For nobler works upon me call ; 
 Mine be the task to set men free 
 
 Or, bravely like a soldier fall. 
 
 My life is thine, with heart and soul, 
 
 In any task which He approves. 
 I'll march whene'er thy drum taps roll ; 
 
 Yea ! bind myself in strictest grooves. 
 Yet claim I still a freeman's right, 
 
 Dark slav'ry doth my soul appall, 
 For freedom only will I fight. 
 
 Or, bravely like a soldier lall. 
 
 My soul is mine, I own it still : 
 
 I'll yield it up to God alone 
 If for my country I must kill. 
 
 Let righteous cause the deed atone. 
 I will not wrong my fellow man. 
 
 E'en tho' my own dear country call. 
 I'd rather brook the tyrant's will, 
 
 And bravely like a soldier fall. 
 
 When rulers guide the country ill, 
 
 And rashly pervert righteous laws. 
 Compelling men to rob and kill. 
 
 The freeman then must stop and pause : 
 'Tis his the land from wrong to save, 
 
 'Tis his the task to strengthen all. 
 E'en death from tyrants he must brave, 
 
 Yea, nobly like a soldier fall. 
 
 May 7th, 1899 — Anniversary of the Apparition of the Angel. 
 
 It is in the providence of God that our country has been chosen 
 as an instrument to aid in the freeing of several weaker peoples 
 from an unrighteous Spanish domination, but it is through the 
 machinations of Satan, and through the folly and turpitude of weak 
 and of unprincipled men, who have made themselves his willing 
 tools and accomplices, that the name and glory of this great re- 
 public have been tarnished, and its credit diminished, by an un- 
 scrupulous endeavor to offset providential blessings by a wicked 
 perversion of the rights and privileges of those who have been 
 committed to our care. 
 
 Deceit is in the heart of them that think evil things, but joy 
 followeth them that take counsels of peace. — Proverbs. 
 
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Dual Version 
 
 "^"- 1 COLUMBIA! 
 
 H-1 ( Luzonia ! , i j i 
 
 ail • ,^ 1 , • , happy land 
 ( Columbia ! ^^-^ 
 
 Hail ye heroes ! heaven-born band ! 
 
 Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, 
 
 Who fought and bled in freedom's cause, 
 
 And when the storm of war was gone, 
 
 Enjoyed the peace your valor won ; , 
 
 Let independence be your boast, 
 
 Ever mindful what it cost. 
 
 Ever grateful for the prize, 
 
 Let its altar reach the skies. 
 
 Firm — united — ever be 
 Rallying 'round your liberty ; 
 As a band of brothers joined. 
 Peace and safety you shall find. 
 
 Immortal patriots ! rise once more, 
 Defend your rights, defend your shore ! 
 Let no rude foe, with impious hand, 
 Let no rude foe, with impious hand. 
 Invade the shrine where sacred lies. 
 Of toil and blood the well-earned prize, 
 While offering peace sincere and just, 
 In heaven we place a manly trust. 
 That Truth and Justice will prevail. 
 And every scheme of bondage fail. 
 
 Firm — united, etc. 
 
 DEFINITIONS 
 
 American Anti-Imperialist. — One who loves his country's in- 
 stitutions and liberties. A descendant of George Washington. 
 
 American Imperialist — A destroyer of the Republic. An 
 aggressive criminal. A descendant of George the Third, the 
 English Fool-Tyrant. 
 
 The success of the American arms in the Phillipines, with the 
 present aims of the Administration, would be the greatest dis- 
 aster that could befall this country. Therefore, as a lover of the 
 best interests of my native land, I pray Almighty God that he 
 may send us such reverses as will open our eyes to the folly of our 
 undertaking, and the criminality of our conduct in the Phillipines 
 in our efforts to enslave millions of human beings who are as much 
 entitled to their own government as we are to ours, whose souls 
 are filled with as high aspirations for freedom as animated the hearts 
 of American heroes who braved British brutality and bullets 
 in 1776, and whose blood poured out upon their native soil in 
 defense of their inalienable rights of self-government, is as sacred 
 before God as that which dyed the green turf of Lexington or red- 
 dened with patriotic sacrifice the consecrated sod of Bunker's Hill. 
 
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COLUMBIA 
 
 Oh ! Columbia, the gem of the ocean, 
 
 Which land of Iree men wert to be, 
 Thou turnest our hearts from devotion, 
 
 We scarce can pay homage to thee ; 
 Thou once made tyrants to tremble, 
 
 Thy office the enslaved to free. 
 Now learning to wrong and dissemble, 
 
 Thou makest men slaves unto thee. 
 
 We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue, 
 We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue ; 
 
 Our Army and Navy you sever 
 From Right and from Liberty true. 
 
 Our President, over the ocean, 
 
 Keeps soldiers who now home should be, 
 We witness Columbia's abortion. 
 
 Things foul and things monstrous we see ; 
 Weak peoples the tyrants apportion — 
 
 Great God ! can such things still be ? 
 Our land through force makes extortion, 
 
 Columbia with thieves doth agree. 
 
 We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue, 
 We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue ; 
 
 Our Army and Navy we sever 
 From Right and from Liberty true. 
 
 O Columbia, for thee we are weeping. 
 
 We gave true hearts unto thee ; 
 God gave men's rights to thy keeping ; 
 
 We held men equal and free ; 
 Thy sons now in crimes thou art steeping. 
 
 Thy garments are died in their blood ; 
 A harvest of woe thou art reaping. 
 
 Iniquity comes like a flood. 
 
 We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue, 
 We grieve for the Red, White, and Blue ; 
 
 Our Army and Navy we sever 
 From Right and from Liberty true. 
 Philadelphia, May 5th, 1899 
 
 Which one of us would not rather be the selected victim of a 
 despotic tyrant than his willing slave and a besotted panderer to his 
 vices ? Which one of us would not glory in being a martyr of Lib- 
 erty and a willing sacrifice upon the Altar of Freedom rather than 
 a conscienceless betrayer of the rights of a free people ? Perhaps 
 some further encroachment upon American liberties, some further 
 exhibition of despotic power on the part of the officials at Wash- 
 ington, is just what is needed to awaken the American people from 
 the foolish dream, that they can have their own rights respected by 
 men, whom they aid and encourage and assist, in the infamous task of 
 destroying without cause the rights of a foreign people. 
 
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THE ARGUMENT FROM PROVIDENCE 
 
 The Lord having made all things, declared all things good. 
 Every number of the Lord's is good, even the number 13. Yet 
 because of the principle of liberty implanted in creation that which 
 the Lord made good may, through perversion from its proper end, 
 make of itself an evil. When he came on earth to set in operation 
 the grand propaganda of truth and to effect the scheme of man's 
 redemption, he came in the fullness of his triune being (3) to man- 
 ifest his power (10), and as the representation of this chose for his 
 symbol the number 13— Himself, joined to his twelve apostles. 
 When in the fullness of time his providence decreed that a people 
 should be raised up, representative of man's political and social 
 equality, he bestowed the great apostolate of human liberty as a 
 sacred trust into the hands of a nation whose flag was adorned by 
 13 stars of glory, set in heavenly blue, with 13 stripes of mingled 
 white and red, fitting symbol of him whose white and seamless gar- 
 ment was dyed with the red of his sacred blood, shed to release 
 man from the greatest slavery of all slavery, that of the devil. As 
 Christ with twelve apostles constituted the first organization of the 
 Christian Church, so the great American republic was constituted 
 of 13 states. Thirteen, then, is a glorious number as well as an 
 infamous one; the sign of glory as well as of shame; the symbol of 
 good as well as of evil; the figure of exaltation as well as of degra- 
 dation. The awful apostasy which followed the holy supper at 
 which 13 sat has blotted out from many minds the grand significance 
 and the excellence of the number honored by that holy institution. 
 Peter was one of 13, and he fell to awful shame, but through 
 repentance rose to supereminence, and today, after nearly two 
 thousand years, the most exalted dignity on the face of the earth is 
 the chair of Peter, and the most benign and venerated representa- 
 tive of authority is found in the successor of Peter, the wise and 
 amiable Pope Leo the Thirteenth. 
 
 Judas was one of 13, and he fell into the horrible slavery of 
 Satan to the extent of betraying his Master, then committing the 
 most fatal error of all; he despaired of the mercy ol God. and eter- 
 nally committing himself, as far as we know, to the despotism of 
 Satan, entered into damnation through the gates of suicide. What 
 is to be the fate of our republic built upon the principles of the 13 
 states ? What shall be the fate ot the flag ol 13 stripes ? Shall we, 
 sinning like Peter, repent like Peter to be restored in the providence 
 of God to the grand apostolate among nations, and thus attain to 
 the exalted and supereminent dignity to which the providence of 
 God has called us in the work of human freedom, or shall we, fallen 
 like Judas, betraying Freedom as* he betrayed his Master, Christ — 
 shall we despair like him and, rushing from the perpetration of one 
 crime to that of another, be guilty of the death of Liberty, and add 
 self murder and the destruction of our own institution to our latest 
 and greatest folly? As Judas brought temporal death upon his 
 Master, whose essential life was indestructible, so we may slay 
 Liberty, but she will rise again. Even now in the land of the 
 Filipino is heard her Easter anthem, rising from the jungles, and 
 
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even if she is slain there she will rise again triumphant elsewhere. 
 Shall it be the fate of Columbia to sit with a Judas-like soul 
 enchained in the slavery of despotism to view elsewhere the triumph 
 of the great principle to which she has proven false, and see the 
 great mission which she has betrayed prosper in the hands of others? 
 
 The false principle is constantly held up before us by the press 
 of the land that, yielding to the logic of events, we must pursue to 
 the bitter end the course upon which we have entered. The shame 
 of failure, the ridicule of those who secretly gloat over both our fall 
 and our discomfiture, the whisperings of a guilty pride, the despair 
 of accomplishing our ideals, all constrain us as they did Judas to 
 rush headlong on in the consummation of a vile career. 
 
 The principle is as damnable in a nation as it is in an individual 
 that, having begun a wi-ong course, it must be persevered in to the 
 €nd. For a nation as well as for an individual there is no salvation 
 save in repentance and in amendment. " Cease to do evil, learn to 
 do good", applies in one case as forcibly as in the other. Our 
 nation stands today in the shoes of Judas. Liberty in her garden 
 of agony sweats great drops of blood in the anguish caused by the 
 infamy of her children. She appropriates to herself with all rever- 
 ence the words of the Great Betrayed to the Great Betrayer, the 
 words of him who died for us and for her, that w^e might be ever 
 free from Satan and sin and from our own passions and the passions 
 of our fellows. Liberty, paraphrasing his words, those sublime 
 words which flowed from the greatest charity the world has ever 
 known in the presence of the greatest infamy the world has ever 
 seen, mournfully exclaims: "Columbia, Columbia, betrayest thou 
 me with a kiss?" 
 
 Yea, with swords and with staves, amidst the dark gloom of 
 war, have we seized upon Liberty, apprehending her like a thief in 
 the night. Under the false guis-? of friendship, with a brother's 
 kiss of apparent friendship to disguise our treachery, we deliver 
 her up bound hand and foot into the hands of her enemies. Hav- 
 ing gone so far, is it any wonder that we now contemplate political 
 suicide? Is it any wonder that we are openly advised that since 
 our institutions are incompatible with our present schemes, that we 
 should discard the institutions of our fathers ? To justify the servi- 
 tude of the Philippines, already we are told that we must disen- 
 franchise the negro in the South and leave him to serve. Our fall 
 is greater than that of Peter; it is equal only to that of Judas. 
 Doubtless the same temptations to despair were whispered in the 
 ear of Peter that took possession of the soul of Judas. They were 
 put aside, and he was saved and his authority established in the 
 earth. We face the same crisis. Other republics have been taken 
 up by Satan to a high mountain and shown all the kingdoms of 
 the earth, and told they might possess them if they would but turn 
 from the service of sweet Liberty and, falling down, adore Tyranny. 
 Columbia, this is thine hour of trial. A crisis is upon thee. Wilt 
 thou turn back like a woman who, though smirched, is yet, in love 
 with virtue, or wilt thou to whom the priceless pearl of liberty has 
 been entrusted become the great prostitute among the nations and 
 drag others into shame by thine example of infamy ? 
 
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Columbia, thou art not the first sinner who has reahzed the 
 difficulty of "letting go". The sin which first enticed thee 
 has now enslaved thee. But delude not thyself with the thought 
 that the fatal step having been taken there is no remedy for thee 
 but to pursue thy course of sinning. Fresh temptations await thee 
 to drag thee down to greater depths than those into which thou hast 
 fallen. Speak not of Providence in justification of thy faults. The 
 fall of Lucifer was providential, so also the exaltation of St. Michael 
 in his place. The creation of man and the bliss of Eden was prov- 
 idential, so also the fall and the curse upon the earth. The estab- 
 lishment of the Theocracy was providential, in which God chose 
 the number 13 — Himself the only king and the 12 tribes of Israel; 
 so also was the deflection of those tribes and the destruction of ten 
 of them from off the face of the earth. He chose then 3 — Himself 
 and the two tribes of David and of Benjamin, until he again cen- 
 tered all kingship in himself, their God clothed in the flesh of 
 David, of whose seed he declared there should be no end. The 
 crucifixion and rejection of Christ was providential, and so is the 
 punishment of the Jewish people wandering near two thousand years 
 without a government and without a temple, for the providence of 
 God provides for and includes the free will of man. Lay not, then, 
 the flattering unction to thy soul that thy course is wise and just or 
 holy and approved because it is providential. Insult not thy Crea- 
 tor by charging to him the crimes committed by thyself in the abuse 
 of that liberty he wills and permits thee to possess, but for the 
 exercise of which he will hold thee to the strictest account. 
 
 National Hymn, lYo. 2 
 
 AMERICA 
 
 My country, 'tis of thee, 
 Sad land of tyranny. 
 
 Of thee I sing. 
 Land once the patriot's pride. 
 Now right you override. 
 On Luzon's red tide, 
 
 Dark slavery bring. 
 God gave thee strength and might, 
 Clothed thee in brightest light. 
 
 Needing no king. 
 His gifts thou dost abuse. 
 Thy brothers, too, misuse. 
 Bondage or death they choose, 
 
 Thy offering. 
 High heaven, save the mark, 
 Men dead lie cold and stark. 
 
 Aside we fling, 
 All show of noble pride, 
 Hellward we swiftly glide. 
 Poor Luzon's right denied, 
 
 With sland'rous sting-. 
 
Dark men each volley kills, 
 Blood stains thy rocks and rills, 
 
 We cannot love : 
 Our hearts the horror thrills, 
 Thy deeds our fervor kills. 
 Antipathy instills, 
 
 All else above, 
 
 Our land's vile lustful spree. 
 From all restraint set free, 
 
 Doth her degrade. 
 Our shame all nations see. 
 Foes note our fall with glee, 
 What the end will be, 
 
 111 progress made. 
 
 The tyrant on his throne. 
 Seeks selfish end alone. 
 
 Who leads to wrong. 
 We hear men, dying, groan. 
 Hear women sadly moan, 
 Columbia savage grown, 
 
 Sings cruel song. 
 
 Great God, from up on high. 
 View with omniscient eye, 
 
 Columbia's fall. 
 To Thee we kneel and pray. 
 Turn Thou our land away 
 From wrong ; turn night to day. 
 
 Our hearts recall. 
 
 Till over land and sea. 
 One equal right may be. 
 
 Bright freedom, hail! 
 That men may upright stand, 
 All greed and lust be banned. 
 Swell freedom's anthem grand. 
 
 Make tyrants quail. 
 
 Atlantic City, May 2d, 1899 
 
 General Wheeler said in Boston, "I am a firm believer that 
 whatever IS, is right". General Aguinaldo IS, and he IS striving 
 hard to repel foreign aggression. Therefore according to General 
 Wheeler he IS right. Welcome, General, into the ranks of Anti- 
 Imperialism, which IS, and therefore according to your philosophy, 
 IS RIGHT. 
 
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MILITARISM 
 
 Napoleon the Great — who died raving mad on the Island of St. 
 Helena — brought infamy upon himself by consenting, upon one 
 occasion, to the massacre of his prisoners in the East. Have we a 
 Napoleon in our midst desirous of sharing the same fate, and the 
 same infamy, by participation in the same crime ? It is horrible to 
 think that American citizens — at the close of the nineteenth century 
 — by a supine indifference, and acquiesence in the actions of their 
 self-appointed masters — are rendering their country liable to igno- 
 my and shame — to the lasting reproach of the future historian, who 
 will stigmatize our land in its unjust and unrighteous war in the 
 Phillipines, with having not only violated all its own most sacred 
 traditions, but with even having transgressed the limitations of a 
 civilized warfare. America today exhibits herself to an unsympa- 
 thizing world, madly rushing down the steep incline of savagery, 
 wallowing in the Dismal Swamps of barbarism, manifesting a brutal 
 and degenerate spirit, in the massacre of negro citizens at hom.e and 
 the assasination of helpless men, women, and children abroad. The 
 lives of prisoners, under the rules of civilized warfare, should be 
 sacred in our eyes. We have yet to witness the burning of the 
 Filopino at the stake, his decapitation after death, or a la the ex- 
 ample of our English allies, the blowing of him from the mouths 
 of our cannons. 
 
 "Liberty, what crimes have they not committed in thy name?" 
 And all this merely to satisfy our accursed lust and greed for the 
 Almighty Dollar. Truly, like the ancient heathen, we are casting 
 our children through the fire unto Moloch. The most terrible 
 thought in this unhappy business is the awful example we are set- 
 ting to the rising generation ; the education we are giving them in 
 villainy and crime. Ten thousand times ten thousand red school- 
 houses in a century cannot offset what the evil example of the 
 United States Government will effect in a decade upon the minds 
 of our growing youth. Already our papers are taking note of the 
 degradation of the precocious youth of our land, the flagrant public 
 profanity and obscenity openly manifested by them, their advance 
 in evil — add to this the brutalizing effect of the apotheosis of 
 men whose chief merit lies in their ability to kill the negro, and we 
 have much to fear for the generation to come. 
 
 By our private and public example we breed in our children 
 utter disregard for all the principles of morality, while with a cant- 
 ing and hypocritical, if not a blinded and self-deceived spirit, we 
 strive through the medium of precept to infuse into their already 
 polluted souls the principles of liberty, benevolence, and progress. 
 
 The cynical laughter of Satan reverberating through the cav- 
 ernous recesses of hell — emerging through a private door in the 
 Cnpitol at Washington — reechoes through the length and breadth 
 of our unfortunate land, loud enough to be heard by all ears — not 
 totally deal to the considerations of truth and decency. 
 
 By mercy and faith sins are purged away, and by the fear of 
 the Lord every one declineth from evil. — Proverbs. 
 
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PATRIOTISM 
 
 Numerous letters have been published in the public prints — 
 written by soldiers in the Phillipines — testifying to the barbarous 
 inhumanity and uncivilized practices indulged in by our citizen sol- 
 diery in the warfare in that unhappy land. As yet it has not been 
 our fortune to see a single administration paper which has, editori- 
 ally or otherwise, denounced these practices. The press seems 
 paralyzed through fear of the administration and the military spirit 
 of the populace. What shall we say of those who stand as repre- 
 sentatives of Christ ? What of those who occupy the position of 
 spiritual guides to the people ? It may be said it is not their part 
 to interfere in secular concerns. Have we not seen them engaged 
 in shedding the halo of patriotism about the head of the enlisted 
 soldier? There is nothing more beautiful and touching than the 
 approval of religion — the benediction of the priest and cf the 
 Church — upon the brave soldier who, at the true call of duty, offers 
 himself a willing sacrifice upon the altar of his country. All hail to 
 the natural virtue of patriotism sanctified by the blessing of 
 Almighty God ! 
 
 But let us beware of casting the false halo of a spurious patriot- 
 ism about the head of the soldier engaged too often in the self- 
 gratification of his own wicked passions — under cover of the appro- 
 bation, and with the connivance of, a guilty country engaged in un- 
 holy warfare. Let churchmen beware lest the love of country, 
 which, under proper conditions, is a natural virtue, be exalted by 
 them at the expense of the supernatural virtues upon which hang a 
 man's eternal destinies. 
 
 To the true patriot it still is " a sweet and glorious thing to die 
 for one's country", when that country is justly engaged in driving 
 an unlawful invader from her shores, or when aggressively advanc- 
 ing into the land of the tyrant, for the honor of God and the rights 
 of man. To die as the willing or unwilUng tool of a land false to itself 
 and to its Creator is neither a glorious thing, nor sweet, to a soul 
 born for freedom ; nay, rather is it a shameful and bitter thing. Of 
 the death of such an one it may be truly said, ' ' Died Abner as the 
 fool dieth ' ' . 
 
 Let churchmen leave the apotheosis of heathen virtues unto 
 heathens. In the words of their Master, " Let the dead bury the 
 dead". The words of Christ are still potent in our ears, "What 
 shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own 
 soul? " These words apply with equal force to the humble private 
 in the ranks, whose soul is worth more to him than all the world 
 put together, to the ofificer at the head of his regiment, or in com- 
 mand of his army, to the President in his capitol, to the king upon 
 his throne, and to the nation — consumed with the unholy desire to 
 expand at the expense of its neighbors. The Church should recall 
 Christian men as well as others to the thought that death in unright- 
 eous battle, though it may call for platoon firing over one's grave, 
 and enrollment in the dusty and too often neglected and forgotten 
 archives of one's country, does not give one a title to a seat in the 
 kingdom of heaven, but rather too often proves a swiftly opening 
 door, yielding fatal and ignominious entrance into the bottomless pit. 
 
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The true patriot is not he who, false to his God and to his 
 soul's eternal interests, lends willing aid to his unhappy land in a 
 shameless and unrighteous cause, but rather he who, despite of 
 odium and obloquy, rebukes her to her face and withstands her 
 reproaches, and, if need be, her punishments, rather than become 
 the accomplice of her misdeeds. 
 
 Christianized Rome, long after the cross had lifted up its head 
 in her midst, witnessed the unhappy and brutal spectacles of gladia- 
 torial combats, until the martyr Monk, by his glorious protest in 
 the arena, awoke the people to a sense of shame and to their long 
 neglected duty. Today, in the same spirit, we descend into the 
 arena of our country's shame and protest against her criminal 
 brutality, and her perversion of the laws of civilized warfare, her 
 unjust infraction of the rights of man. 
 
 In the name of Almighty God, and in the name of our Lord 
 and Saviour Jesus Christ, before whom one day we must all stand 
 to be judged for the deeds done in the flesh ; in the name of our 
 common humanity, and in the tarnished name of our great Repub- 
 lic, we call upon our President, we demand of the authorities, at 
 Washington that instant steps be taken to prevent the recurrence 
 of the horrible crimes of assasination of men, and of women and 
 children, which, according to the testimony of our own soldiers, is 
 being so wantonly practiced in the Phillippines. In the event of 
 continued indifference to this demand of our Christian and civilized 
 humanity, let them face the penalty sure to fall upon them and theirs, 
 the future odium of an entire Republic, the avenging wrath of an 
 offended Deity. 
 
 MASSACRE INCINERATION, AND ASSASSINATION 
 
 The country between Mariloa and Manila presents a picture of 
 desolation. Smoke is curling from hundreds of ash heaps, and the 
 remains of trees and fences torn by shrapnel are to be seen every- 
 where. The general appearance of the country is as if it had been 
 Swept by a cyclone. The roads are strewn with furniture and clothing 
 dropped in flight by the Filipinos. The only persons remaining 
 behind are a few aged persons, too infirm to escape. They camp 
 beside the ruins of their former homes and beg passers-by for any 
 kind of assistance. 
 
 Sergeant Will A. Rule, Company H, Colorado Volunteers, 
 writes; " When you can realize 400 or 500 persons living within the 
 confines of five or six blocks, and then an order calling out all of the 
 women and children, and then setting fire to the houses and shooting 
 down any nigger attempting to escape from the flames, you have 
 an idea of Filipino warfare " . 
 
 Charles Brenner, of Minneapolis, Thirteenth Minnesota : 
 " Company f s movements ivere hampered by a few prisoners. 
 They were killed and the compaiiy moved on''. 
 
 J. Grant Hinkle, Company L, First Washington: "In a 
 skirmish today the boys made a round-up, and at one place there 
 were 17 lying around a priest who had been killed with them ". 
 
 T. W. Lemon, sergeant major. First Washington, writes : 
 "While the boys were making good Filopinos out of a lot of na- 
 tives one of them had his attention drawn to a clump of bushes. 
 
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Th-'.re a i)riest was caught. No palaver was wasted on him. 
 Some of the men who conducted the post-mortem said the body had 
 28 bullet holes ' ' . 
 
 Albert F. Pray, First Washing^ton : "Not far from where I 
 write Dewey threw a ten-inch shell into a trench and killed 150. 
 We could see them go into the air in pieces ". 
 
 A. L. Price, Company C, First Idaho : " On all of the natives 
 who were killed was a large white rag, covered with inscription of 
 Jesus Christ, saints, with marks in Latin and Spanish. 
 
 PROTEST TO THE VATICAN 
 
 London, May 12.— A dispatch from Rome says that the heads 
 of the religious orders in the Philippines have sent an address to 
 the Pope protesting against the atrocities which they allege the 
 American soldiers commit on the natives. ''Never was there such 
 a bfutal war'', says the address, adding: ''Hatred of the United 
 States will live forever in the hearts of the Filipinos ' ' . 
 
 A young man in the army writes, states Rev. Charles F. Dole, 
 Protestant clergyman, Jamaica Plains, N. J.: "I don't believe the 
 people in the United States understand the question or the condi- 
 tion of things here, or the inhmnan warfare now being carried 
 071. I don't think I would miss the truth much if I said more non- 
 combatants have been killed than actual native soldiers. Talk of 
 Spanish cruelty ! They are not in it wath the Yank. Of course, I 
 don't expect to have war without death and destruction, but I do 
 expect that when an enemy gets down on his knees and begs for 
 his life that he won't be shot in cold blood. Bid it is a fact that 
 the order was not to take any prisoyiets ; and I have seen enough 
 to almost make me ashamed to call myself an American". 
 
 The evidence on this point comes from soldiers in different 
 regiments, Charles Brenner, of Minneapolis, Kan., describing the 
 work of the Kansas regiment at Caloocan, writes : 
 
 "Company I had taken a few prisoners and stopped- The 
 colonel ordered them up into line time after time and finally sent 
 Captain Bishop back to start them. There occurred the hardest 
 st^ht I ever saw. They had few prisoners, and didn't know what 
 to do with them. They asked Captain Bishop what to do, and he 
 said, ' You know the orders ', and four natives fell dead.'' 
 
 L. F. Williams, of Ozark, Mo., a member of the Washington 
 regiment, writes concerning the scene after the fighting of Febru- 
 ary 4: 
 
 " In the path of the Washington regiment and Battery D of the 
 Sixth Artillery there were 1,008 dead niggers, and a great many 
 
 wounded. 
 
 " We bunted all their houses. I don't know how many men, 
 women, and children the Tennesce boys did kill. They wo2ild not 
 take any prisoners. One company of the Tennessee boys was 
 sent into headquarters with thirty prisoners, and got there with 
 one hundred chickens, and no prisoyiers." 
 
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Anthony Michea, o[ the Third Artillery, has written to his 
 father, Captain George Michea, of St. Catherines, Ont., the follow- 
 ing : 
 
 "We bombarded a place called Malabon, a7id //len went in 
 and killed every native tve met; men, wome7i, a7id children. It zvas 
 a dreadful sight, the killitig of the poor creatures!'' 
 
 The Manila correspondent of the New York Sun wrote : 
 
 "To shoot a man at six-foot range with a Springfield rifle is a 
 hard thing to do, but the orders were to let no insurgent live, and 
 off would go the whole side of his head." 
 
 The latest evidence is supplied in a letter printed on Sunday 
 by the Brooklyn Eagle, and written by Fred B. Hinchman, of 
 Company A, United States Engineers, and in February connected 
 with the provost marshal's headquarters. 
 
 TAKING NO PRISONERS 
 
 Mr. Hinchman was formerly a student in the Brooklyn Poly- 
 technic Institute, and his letter describes the fighting of February 
 4, the first engagement : 
 
 "At 1.30 o'clock the general gave me a memorandum with regard 
 to sending out a Tennessee battalion in the line. He tersely put it 
 that 'they were looking for a fight'. I put on my belt and took 
 my rifle, loaded the magazine, and started. My goal was General 
 Otis' headquarters, at the other end of the city (Mallagaunan), and 
 on the river. You have no idea how much better I felt the minute 
 I was under way. At the Puente Congante (suspension bridge) I 
 met one of our company, who told me that the Fourteenth and 
 Washingtons were driving all before them, and taking no prisoners. 
 This is noiv our rule of procedure. 1 reached the office at 3 p. m., 
 just in time to see a platoon of the Washingtons with about fifty 
 prisoners, who had been taken before they learned how not to take 
 them." 
 
 Our soldiers naturally hunt down the FiUipinos as if they were 
 so many wild beasts. The manner in which the hunting is done is 
 thus described in a soldier's letter which appeard in the Chicago 
 Record: 
 
 " I witnessed the most terrible sight imaginable, and one which 
 I shill never forget. Thousands of women and children were coming 
 out of their homes and running around in the flames lost, with their 
 clothes afire screaming. Horses, dogs, and other animals were 
 running around trying to keep out of the flames, until they would 
 become crazy and go right into the worst part of it. This sight had 
 a bad effect on us, and made us feel faint and sick." 
 
 Is there an American who can read this page and not feel an 
 impulse rise up strong within him to curse the administration which 
 permits such a state of things to continue? It would seem that we 
 have driven out the Spanish Butcher only to replace him with the 
 American Demon. 
 
 The American who, in the face of such testimony, can counte- 
 nance and encourage such a damnable war is, in the writer's estima- 
 tion, not one remove from an accomplice of murderers, and a com- 
 panion of thieves. The minister of the Gospel who can favor such 
 a war is a Judas to his Master's cause. 
 
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THE WHITE MAN'S MISSION 
 
 Have the white faced men a mission ? 
 
 Yea, given from on high, 
 To make in self excision, 
 
 That the Man of Sin may die ; 
 Then through the world to carry, 
 
 Christ nailed unto the cross, 
 Lest He should longer tarry, 
 
 His poor souls suffer loss. 
 With love and patient kindness, 
 
 The lesser souls to gain. 
 Till all men steeped in blindness, 
 
 To greater light attain ; 
 Till e'en the darkest nations, 
 
 Crying, ' ' their hearts are white", 
 Take their appointed stations. 
 
 Follow us with delight. 
 Take up the white man's mission. 
 
 Make savage war to cease, 
 Lift up oppressed freedom, 
 
 Resume the arts of peace ; 
 Strive first yourselves to conquer, 
 
 Your own lands civilize, 
 Why should the lesser peoples. 
 
 Love that ye do not prize. 
 Bearing your present burden, 
 
 They laugh your words to scorn, 
 Perish all fond illusions. 
 
 Your masks from faces torn ; 
 Your God will truly weigh you, 
 
 Your mount of awful deeds, 
 Confront when He doth pay you. 
 
 For acts which stain your creeds. 
 
 Take up the white man's mission, 
 
 The task of love and right, 
 Lay down the devil's burden, 
 
 Which brings to souls such blight ; 
 Else God from His high heaven, 
 
 Shall smite you in His wrath. 
 Your foul and sinful leaven, 
 
 Bring awful aftermath. 
 
 Not in the lust of trading, 
 
 Not at the cannon's mouth. 
 Not with scorn and upbraiding, 
 
 Not with famine and drouth ; 
 Like men to one another, 
 
 Go deal with God's poor child. 
 Treat him whom Christ calls brother^ 
 
 With spirit just and mild. 
 Philadelphia, April 15th, 1899 
 
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HUMANITY 
 
 Turning- with detestation from those false friends who speak us 
 fair in the commission of evil, who urge us on to the practice of 
 their own detestable vices, who on the principle of misery loving 
 company would have us enchained in their own bondage, trusting 
 rather to the counsels of our own beloved and immortal Washing- 
 ton than to the blood-stained descendants of those who, dubbing 
 him a rebel, would have hanged him to a tree if Providence had 
 placed him in their power — let us treat our brothers in the Philip- 
 pines as France treated us, releasing them from the brutality and 
 oppression of Spain; not to become 'in turn robbers and oppressors, 
 but friends through a just alliance, honorably and faithfully kept in 
 time of warfare against the invader, and as honorably maintained 
 after the invader is driven from their land. Let not lying slander 
 and calumnious reports through the medium of a subsidized press 
 blind our eyes to the dignity of those in the scale of being, with 
 whom we are waging such unrighteous war. Let not partisan 
 prqudice and defense of a favorite party warp our judgments and 
 excite us to the extent of making it impossible for us to sympathize 
 with a down-trodden people fighting to the death against a foreign 
 invader. Let not the childish and boastful spirit of self-adulation 
 render us contemptible in the eyes of the world, nor blind us to the 
 essential worth of the actions of others waging an unequal war in 
 defense of liberty and exhibiting to us an example of bravery second 
 not even to our own. Let us contemplate ourselves for a moment 
 in the place of the Filipino, meeting an enemy provided with not 
 only artillery on land, but ironclad gunboats on water, with death- 
 dealing mortars and cannon pouring a rain of fire into trenches, and 
 then ask ourselves if we could have done as well as, not to say 
 better, than the Filipino; and then giving him first the admiration 
 which one brave man willingly accords to another, let us turn from 
 our aeeds of oppression, recognizing that none have a better right 
 to freedom than those who have known how to so gallantly fight for 
 it; none have more proven their fitness to possess it than those who 
 have shown themselves so nobly willing to die in defense of it. 
 
 Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty. Let us realize that 
 we have not been vigilant, that we have slept on our posts. The 
 tyrannic lust of greed and the worship of the almighty dollar has 
 made us unfaithful to our God, to our fellows and to ourselves. 
 
 Columbia, betraying the sacred cause of human freedom, 
 commits a crime in the secular order, comparable only to that 
 which would be committed in the spiritual order, if a united 
 Christendom should ofificially banish the name of Christ, and pro- 
 claim in the hearing of an astonished world, "There is but one 
 God, and Mahomet is his prophet ' ' . 
 
 American bayonets, thrust, by our command, down the throats 
 of a foreign people, in the effort to make them accept our misrule, 
 will soon be pointed at our own throats in the effort to make us 
 swallow the same bitter pill, by men who will point to our actions 
 as full justification for their misdeeds. 
 
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REPENTANCE 
 
 There is a time in the history of men and of nations when a 
 crucial test is made of them. Columbia, striking in behalf of 
 oppressed Cuba, was gloriousl)^ right and in harmony with her 
 principles, though even now greed is making her untrue to herself 
 and to the people of Cuba; but Columbia, waging a war of conquest 
 in the Philippines, has stepped into the shoes of conquered Spain, 
 and become the heir of her crimes and her vices, as well as of her 
 possessions. 
 
 There is no temptation that the grace of God will not give 
 individual man and the individual nation strength to resist save, 
 perhaps, in the moment of judicial punishment. In the hour of 
 trial, to the nation as well as to the man, the mercy of God always 
 provides "a way of escape". It may be through the valley of 
 humiliation, but it is a way effectual. With curses and oaths and 
 infamous acts we have fraternized with the enemies of Liberty, 
 denying by our deeds that we ever knew her. She gazes into thy 
 face, Columbia, with an infinite sadness and an infinite pity. Thy 
 ingratitude causes that sadness, sorrow for thy degradation pro- 
 duces that pity. Wilt thou not go out from among her enemies, 
 where the still small voice of conscience can be heard by thee, and 
 recalling the memory of that face which thou hast despised and 
 betrayed, "weep bitterly" until that happier hour of forgiveness 
 and reconciliation and renewed devotion to the cause of thy great 
 mistress exhibits thee unto the world as ready to be crucified, if 
 need be, for her, than ready to crucify her ? 
 
 Thy opportunity was grand. Thou mightest have stood before 
 the world as a nation true to itself and to the great principles so long 
 advocated by thee. Thou mightest have given to the world the 
 example of a nation making war for freedom alone, with generous 
 disinterested love for the rights of man. Thou mightest have 
 gained the love of the people of an archipelago, and been held in 
 veneration by them for all time. Thou hast lost thine opportunity. 
 Thou hast sown the seeds of hatred and contempt, which will bear 
 rank fruit for a century. Repent and go no further. Thou canst 
 not undo the past unless thou art willing to repair thy fault. And 
 that thou must do unless thou would' st have a bitter penalty to fall 
 upon thyself and upon thy children. Today we have in the South 
 the curse of our previous follies, the penalty of former misdeeds. 
 Shall we sink our souls in the depths of our evil passions and blind 
 ourselves to truth as the shallow-brained ostrich buries its head in 
 the sand, until losing sight of its pursuers, it thinks itself no 
 longer seen because no longer seeing? Because we choose to forget 
 the eternal justice of God, shall he forget us and our crimes ? Nay; 
 it's "an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth " unto the utmost, 
 save where reoentance and amendment and restitution are ofifered 
 and accepted by the infinite mercy as a compensation to the infinite 
 justice. 
 
 The wicked man impudently hardeneth his face, but he that is 
 righteous correcteth his way. — Proverbs. 
 
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Justice exaketh a nation, but sin maketh nations miserable. - 
 Proverbs. 
 
 In abundant justice there is the greatest strength, but the 
 devices of the wicked shall be rooted out. — Proverbs. 
 
 To the Anglo Saxon 
 
 THE WHITE MAN'S SHAME 
 
 Cease, cease your words of canting. 
 
 Cast the hypocrite's cloak, 
 Stop, stop your unctuous ranting, 
 
 What law haven't you broke? 
 Your words indeed are grand ones. 
 
 Duty we know means God, 
 Your actions still are damned ones, 
 
 Since Satan's paths you've trod. 
 
 Look back on the road travelled. 
 
 Review each reckless deed, 
 Weigh the boundless misery. 
 
 Your heavy arm doth breed ; 
 Blush for the miscalled duty, 
 
 The term oppressors use, 
 To cloak the loot and booty. 
 
 Standing in wrongful shoes. 
 
 Throw down your heavy burden. 
 
 The crushing load of sin. 
 The foul deeds of injustice. 
 
 Which note your coming in ; • 
 To the land of your brother. 
 
 The less favored of earth. 
 Child of your common Mother, 
 
 Whom God hath priv'leged birth- 
 He gave you oils and spices, 
 
 Receiving whiskey and tracts, 
 With one he gained your vices. 
 
 Shunned the other through j'our a cts 
 The heathen with his folly. 
 
 Holds up your race to scorn. 
 Viewing with melancholy, 
 
 Your deeds like his, hell born. 
 
 Why do the "sullen peoples. 
 
 Half devil and half child", • 
 Reject your creed and steeples, 
 
 By you so sin defiled ? 
 'Tis from your bloody humors, 
 
 For when, ah ! tell us when, 
 You've been but fest'ring tumors, 
 
 Half devils and half men ? 
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Where'er your pallid faces, 
 
 Have shone beneath your flag, 
 There, there the darker races, 
 
 Have heard your blust'ring brag ; 
 Have felt your iron heels crushing, 
 
 Have felt your heavy whips, 
 As slaves, else madly rushing, 
 
 From the hail of your iron ships. 
 
 The dark unlettered peoples, 
 
 Still view your God through you. 
 Your greed and your unkindness, 
 
 All bonds of love undo ; 
 Yours and not theirs the profit. 
 
 In all the ways you've trod. 
 Unto the mouth of Tophet, 
 
 Despite your creed and God. 
 
 With calumny and lying. 
 
 You seek them to defame. 
 Cowards, you talk of buying, 
 
 The brave you cannot tame. 
 From sin to madness rushing. 
 
 Insane through lustful greed. 
 You now with mien unblushing. 
 
 Base public vices breed. 
 
 Take up the white man's mission, 
 
 Ere yet your sun hath set, 
 Lay down your lust and malice. 
 
 Your eyes with sorrow wet. 
 Take up the cross and bear it, 
 
 Your's is the Christian's name, 
 Alas, the way you wear it, 
 
 Is still the white man's shame. 
 
 Philadelphia, April 19th, 1899 
 
 It is recorded in Holy Writ that "all liars shall have their por- 
 tion in the lake of fire and of brimstone " . If this is the punishment 
 to be meted out to the average malicious liar, it would seem to be 
 inadequate for the monumental newspaper Hars whose lies are mul- 
 tiplied so many thousands of times. We can conceive of no place 
 nearer to the Satanic kingdom than the editorial sanctum of a sub- 
 sidized administration organ, engaged in slandering and calumnia- 
 ting men, in the effort to deprive them of their liberties ; and by 
 falsehood and deliberate distortion of truth egging other men on 
 to the diabolical task of suppressing human liberties while engaged 
 in the murder and robbery of innocent peoples. 
 
 No man is good enough to govern another man without that 
 other's consent. — Abraham Lincoln. 
 
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AMERICAN TREACHERY 
 
 If there is any one thing more than another in the present con- 
 dition of the country to discourage the true patriot, it is the trickery 
 and dishonesty of the partisan press, that great corrupter and mis- 
 leader of the minds of the people. Busy with the daily affairs of 
 life, trustful of the honesty of his favorite paper, not taking suffi- 
 cient time to analyze the too often perverted and sophistical argu- 
 ments presented in the editorial columns, the average American 
 permits himself to see through the editor's spectacles, colored and 
 biased to suit a selfish interest, and moulds his mind along the 
 lines of the paper he reads, just as a child at school accepts the 
 dictates of his teacher. 
 
 If honest and intelligent Americans would only keep in mind 
 a few plain and undeniable facts they would not be so easily 
 misled. But the trouble is they do not know that these things 
 are facts, and they are only undeniable in the sense that they are 
 true and not that they are not denied by those whose interests it 
 is to pervert facts and to lie and calumniate people in the effort 
 to justify murder, robbery, and oppression. One of the stock 
 arguments of the imperialist press is that Americans are defending 
 themselves in the Philippines; that they have been compelled to 
 do so; that they are not and that they do not wish to be aggres- 
 sors; that they are fulfiUing a task not sought, but thrust upon 
 them; that they are engaged in the performance of a duty which 
 they owe to themselves, to the country, and to the world at large. 
 With unctuous hypocritical cant, with sophistical perversion of 
 facts, with specious arguments, they seek to make the worse appear 
 the better reason, misleading and deluding the reader in their efforts 
 to create a false and pernicious public sentiment, inciting the country 
 to persevere in a wicked and unrighteous course. 
 
 The plain facts are that the Filipinos, who are both a civilized 
 and a Christianized people, have for years been engaged in inter- 
 mittent struggles to obtain their freedom. They were entitled to 
 our sympathy. We went through the same struggles in the days 
 of old. We had much less excuse, for rebellion than the Filipinos. 
 We threw off the authority of the mother country. The Filipino 
 struggled against a foreign oppressor of another race. They were 
 entided to our sympathy, and, if anything, to our assistance — 
 certainly not to our oppression. When, in the course of human 
 events, we found ourselves in conflict, for reasons of our own, 
 with the nation that was oppressing them, and had through the 
 fortune of war been enabled to destroy a Spanish fleet in Philip- 
 pine waters, there was absolutely no necessity and therefore no 
 excuse for the American republic to step into the shoes of the 
 Spanish oppressor and succeed to his self-appointed task of holding 
 another race in bondage. 
 
 Without the aid of France, Washington and his troops (as well 
 as his savage allies, the red Indians of the forest) would have been 
 conquered by Great Britain, but France did not on that account 
 attempt to rule or ruin us. 
 
 Well may the President of the Filipino Peace Commission ask 
 "Why should a nadon with your constitution seek to make a colony 
 
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of a distant people, who have been so long fighting against Spain to 
 secure the same rights that your constitution gives ? You fought 
 the same battle in America when you fought against England." 
 
 The further pretense is made that we did not begin the war. 
 This is false. We acted in bad faith with our allies. We exasper- 
 ated them in a thousand ways. We obtained the aid of the Fili- 
 pino through assurances which were held out to him of aiding him 
 in throwing off the hated Spanish yoke, and then unjustly sought 
 to place the yoke of our own domination upon his neck. The Fil- 
 ipino was in possession of the country to a great extent months 
 before American troops arrived there. At no time could Dewey 
 have landed during those early months. We secured possession of 
 Manila by the aid of the Filipinos, just as we secured Cuba through 
 the efforts of the Cubans. In each instance we turned our backs 
 upon our allies and made friends of their enemies, the Spaniards, to 
 further our own selfish ends. We then gave the Filipino plainly to 
 understand that it was our intention to subjugate his islands. He 
 asked the government of the United States to declare that it was 
 not its purpose to hold them in permanent subjection. Patriotic 
 representatives of our people in Congress endeavored to secure the 
 passage of resolutions in Congress to that effect. They were voted 
 down by the friends of the administration. Additional troops were 
 hurried over to the island, and some of our largest vessels increased 
 our navy there. Invasion of a land by a foreign soldiery for the 
 purpose of trampling upon the inalienable rights of a people consti- 
 tutes war even before a gun has been fired. For six months we 
 held the city of Manila against the Filipinos. Aguinaldo main- 
 tained those forces peaceably in arms which he had raised to drive 
 the Spaniard from the island during this space of time, all the while 
 beseeching some assurance from the American people that they did 
 not intend to make of his race a captive nation. The American 
 forces held Manila. Aguinaldo and his forces held the rest of the 
 island. The strain on each was intense. Their lines of pickets 
 were within gunshot, each momentarily expecting aggression on the 
 part of the other. A spark is sufficient to ignite gunpowder and 
 cause a disastrous explosion. An American soldier after nightfall 
 while on picket, it has been stated, fired his rifle ofif and killed a 
 man. Answering shots came from the other line. Filipino pickets, 
 supposing this was a signal for the Americans to attack them, fired 
 off their rifles to warn their troops. A general alarm resulted, with 
 a rush to arms on both sides, with consequent bloodshed as a result 
 of the mistake. Be this as it may, on the authority of Gen. Phipps, 
 an American officer, we are informed that Aguinaldo sent word to 
 Otis deploring the consequences of the mistake, and in order to 
 avert future trouble desired to withdraw his troops further back from 
 the American lines and establish a neutral zone of some small ter- 
 ritory between the two armies until the treaty of peace with Spain 
 had been signed. Gen. Phipps states that Otis refused this reason- 
 able request, declaring that as the war was on it should continue. 
 
 The pretense that Americans are not the aggressors is a bald 
 lie which can deceive only the ignorant and unthinking. 
 
 35 
 
SLOW, SLOW, SLOW 
 
 On Luzon's isle I sit, thinking, mother, dear, of you, 
 
 And the bright American home so far away : 
 And the tears they fill my eyes, spite of all that I can do, 
 As I hear the boys each moment sadly say : 
 
 Slow, slow, slow are transports moving, 
 
 Why don't Columbia's vessels come ; 
 
 Oh. How slow the hours drag till we shall breathe 
 
 the air again. 
 Sweet air and free, of our own beloved home. 
 
 In the rice fields hot we stood, when our fiercest fight we made ; 
 
 Tho' they dropped us off" a score of men and more, 
 But before we reached their lines, they fled back from us dismayed, 
 
 Day by day we hurt the cause of freedom sore. — Cho. 
 
 Digging a pit for other men we are in it now ourselves ; 
 
 The dole meted unto them is given to us. 
 Tho' the Filipino's free, the tired boy in blue still delves, 
 
 His bitter dose he has to take with little fuss. — Cho. 
 
 So within the jungle here, we are waiting for the hour, 
 That will come for us to break the tyrant's will. 
 
 Which keeps us here enslaved (void of constitutional powerj, 
 The voracious maw of capital to fill. — Cho. 
 
 We've been wretchedly deceived, for we thought our land was true; 
 
 That it doesn't care for right is plainly seen : 
 Sons of freedom now we kill. Boys in blue are in the stew, 
 
 Much ashamed that in Luzonia's isle they've been. — Cho. 
 
 Fathers, mothers, brothers, dear, praying with our sisters true. 
 Why should our free land seek thus to enslave? 
 
 The deep sorrows now you feel, from without your own faults grew. 
 Mourn now your loved ones, hid in foreign graves. — Cho. 
 
 May 9th, 1899 
 
 TYRANNY 
 
 Are American soldiers to be prevented from reading documents 
 which have been incorporated in the public archives of their own 
 country ? Next we may expect to see Senators and Representatives 
 hauled from the floors of Congress during debate for daring to de- 
 fend the rights of a people and criticise the acts of an unrighteous 
 administration, unless a thunderclap of righteous indignation from 
 an awakened people should soon be heard to recall men to their 
 senses. In the meantime, let the anti-imperialist persevere. When 
 the great American people emerge from their grand spree, intoxi- 
 cated as they have been with lust and greed and blood, they will be 
 likely to call to a strict account false and guilty ofiicials. The anti- 
 Imperialist can aflbrd to wait. He will make his appeal from Amer- 
 ica drunk to America sober. 
 
 36 
 
TENTING ON LUZON'S GROUND 
 
 We're tenting- tonight on the jungle's ground, 
 
 Asking- why we are here ; 
 
 With weary hearts we think of home, 
 
 The friends beioved and dear. 
 
 Many are the hearts that are wrathful tonight 
 
 Waiting for a just release. 
 
 So heartily sick of the unjust fight. 
 
 Knowing that Spain's at peace. 
 
 Tenting tonight, tenting tonight. 
 
 Tenting on the jungle's ground. 
 We're tenting tonight on the jungle's ground, 
 Thinking the whole thing's wrong ; 
 A country faithless to us we've found, 
 It wields a slaver's thong. — Cho. 
 We're tired of the war, but can't get away, 
 McKinley should be here ; 
 Wrongfully he holds us to the fray, 
 From friends we love so dear. — Cho. 
 
 Still fighting tonight on the jungle's ground, 
 Stifling doubts and fears. 
 Some dead, some have their mortal wound, 
 Many are in tears. 
 
 Hard is the heart of our country tonight, 
 
 Denying us just release ; 
 
 We volunteered for an honest fight, 
 
 Of theft we've had surcease. 
 
 Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, 
 
 Tenting on Luzon's ground. 
 May 8th, 1899 Feast San Miguel 
 
 DESPOTISM 
 
 Mr. McKinley and his Cabinet, not satisfied with holding in 
 bondage the American soldier and sailor, not only against the pro- 
 tests of the latter, but against the protests of their families and the 
 constituted authorities of their respective states, now close against 
 them the United States mails. It is United States law that matter 
 put into the mails becomes the property of the person to whom it is 
 addressed and ceases to belongto the person mailing it; it is therefore 
 undeniable that Mr. McKinley and his Cabinet have not taken ac. 
 tion against publishers of anti-imperialist literature, but against 
 United States soldiers and sailors, from the general down to the 
 private, from the admiral down to the man behind the guns. Their 
 mail matter, which is Jawfully theirs, is unlawfully withheld from 
 them. Are American troops so ignorant and debased that they 
 cannot be permitted to read pamphlets which, according to the Im- 
 perialist, are so contemptible ? Or is the cause which is sought to 
 be bolstered up by such high-handed practices so rotten and de- 
 spicable that even rats would desert it like a sinking ship unless 
 •caged within it ? 
 
 37 
 
FROM CRIME TO CRIME 
 
 Herod, the incestuous murderer, seated upon a throne, incited 
 by his guilty partner, stung to the quick and enraged at the voice 
 of God, speaking through the mouth of the Baptist, hurried rapidly 
 from the commission of one crime to another. Such is ever the 
 way with those who, stifling the voice of conscience, refuse to re- 
 pent, and prefer to retain guilty possession of some coveted object, 
 pursuing an unlawful and unrighteous course to the bitter end, even 
 though, m order to do so, they are compelled to heap one misdeed 
 upon another until their crimes become of such magnitude as to 
 call down a speedy vengeance from high heaven. 
 
 Small wonder then that the American Imperialists among the 
 newspaper press rush from folly to madness, and in their desire to 
 muzzle the mouths of others, are forging for themselves the same 
 collar of iron which men of their calling are compelled to wear in 
 despotic countries. One might be surprised that a class who, at the 
 first blush, might seem to be the most deeply interested in preserving 
 the right of free discussion, are apparently the most active in striv- 
 ing for its suppression, but reflecting to what extent these men have 
 sold themselves in the past to the moneyed power for filthy lucre's 
 sake, it is easy to understand that slavery with money and ease is 
 more attractive to their corrupted minds and degenerate spirits than 
 the privileges of an exalted manhood. 
 
 Small wonder either that Mr. McKinley and his Cabinet hurry 
 on from one abuse of power to another. Our army and navy, 
 wrongfully urged into a foreign war of conquest, and wresting at 
 the point of the bayonet inalienable rights from another people, find 
 themselves also made the victims of the bad faith, and the wickedness 
 of the authorities, who not content with striving to enslave the for- 
 eign people of a darker skin, hold in slavery the American soldiers 
 and sailors, whose reward for serving their country is the deprivation 
 of their rights and liberty by the very country for which they have 
 risked their lives. Reposing confidence in the good faith of the 
 constituted authorities, believing that they were entering upon a 
 crusade in defense of freedom and the rights of man, they have not 
 only found themselves engaged in what many of them have termed 
 a piratical expedition, but have found themselves also held as cap- 
 tives in a foreign land, compelled at the will of their masters to face 
 privation, disease, and death against all equity and in violation of 
 all right and justice. Even in Cuba hundreds of American soldiers 
 have been discharged and left without means (though pay was due 
 them, if the newspaper statements are correct), unprovided with 
 means of transportation home, and reduced to the condition of pau- 
 pers in a strange land. And this by one of the richest nations on the 
 lace of the earth. 
 
 Judging from the present attitude of many ministers and church 
 people of this land, the old aphorism, " Scratch a Russian, and you 
 will find a Tartar", might be rendered. Scratch an American Chris- 
 tian, and you will find a Pagan. 
 
 38 
 
SWORD OF BUNKER HILL 
 
 He lay upon his dying bed, 
 
 His eyes were growing dim, 
 When with a feeble voice he called 
 
 His weeping son to him ; 
 "Weep not, my boy ", the veteran said, 
 
 " I bow to heaven's will ; 
 But quickly from yon antlers bring 
 
 The sword of Bunker Hill". 
 [They use it now Tagals to sting, 
 
 To maim, and wound, and kill.] 
 
 The sword was brought ; the soldier's eye 
 
 Lit with a sudden flame ; 
 And, as he grasped the ancient blade. 
 
 He murmured Warren's name ; 
 Then said : " My boy, I leave you gold. 
 
 But, what is richer still, 
 I leave you, mark me, mark me now. 
 
 The sword ol Bunker Hill. " 
 [As a branding iron they use it now. 
 
 To prod dark slavery's pill.] 
 
 " 'Twas on that dread, immortal day, 
 
 I dared the Briton's band ; 
 A captain raised this blade on me, 
 
 I tore it from his hand : 
 And while the glorious battle raged, 
 
 It lightened Freedom's will ! 
 For, boy, the God of Freedom blessed 
 
 The sword of Bunker Hill ". 
 [The sword the God of Freedom blessed 
 
 Now serves a tyrant's will.] 
 
 " Oh ! keep the sword" — his accents broke, 
 
 A smile, and he was dead ; 
 But his wrinkled hand still grasped the blade, 
 
 Upon that dying bed. 
 The son remains, the sword remains, 
 
 [It's growing gory still. 
 And twenty millions 'twas no higher 
 
 Just p.iid the slaver's bill. 
 And twenty millions curse the fire 
 
 That burns in Luzon still.] 
 
 When the white man governs himself, that is self-government ; 
 but when he governs himself and another man, that is despotism. 
 — Abraham Lincoln. 
 
 Our reliance is in the love of liberty which God has implanted 
 in us. — Abraham Lincoln. 
 
 8» 
 
MARCHING THROUGH LUZON 
 
 Bring the worn out bugle, boys, let's sing another song, 
 Sing it, Oh ! so mournfully, to tell the world we're wrong, 
 Southern men can sing it too, who in the army throng, 
 As we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! we'll kill the Tagals, see? 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! the flag won't make them free; 
 
 So we sing the chorus from Calumpit to the sea, 
 
 While we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 How the Tagals scatter when they hear the doleful sound, 
 What piles of rice we gobble, the commissaries found, 
 How the blood of freemen reddens every inch of ground, 
 As we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! we'll set the Tagals free, 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! our servants they shall be ; 
 
 So we sing the chorus irom Malalos to the sea, 
 
 While we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 We know there are honest men, filled with doleful tears, 
 As they see the flag dishonored, as it hasn't been for years, 
 Tell them it is useless, they may save their falling tears. 
 While we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! a picnic it may be, 
 
 Alas ! alas ! the end no man can see ; 
 
 Still we sing the chorus from Malabon to the sea. 
 
 While we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 " Lawton's dashing Yankee boys would never reach their post", 
 Said the Filopinos and it was a handsome boast. 
 They thought not of our gunboats, our seasoned vet' ran host 
 That we sent marching through Luzon. 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! we're on a murderous spree, 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! their red blood dyes the sea ; 
 
 Cries of woe are reaching us, they can no longer flee, 
 
 While we go marching through Luzon. 
 
 So we make a thoroughfare for slavery and her train, 
 ^Many miles in latitude and many to the main, 
 Freedom flies before us, for resistance is in vain, 
 While we are slaying in Luzon. 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! can such things really be? 
 
 Hurrah ! hurrah ! does God look down and see? 
 
 Columbia, some day He will exact return from thee 
 
 For what thou hast done in Luzon. 
 
 May 6th, 1899 
 
 40 
 
HOOTING THE BATTLE CRY OF FREEDOM 
 
 Though we sully our dear flag, boys, we'll rally once again, 
 Flouting our brothers' cry for freedom ; 
 We will gather in Luzon, our country's flag to stain, 
 Hooting the battle cry of freedom. 
 
 Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 
 
 Down with the Tagals, up with our star. 
 
 Though we sully our dear flag, boys, rally once again, 
 
 Hooting the battle cry of freedom. 
 We're waiting for McKinley to send some thousands more, 
 Flouting a brother's cry for freedom. 
 They will fill up the places of the brothers gone before, 
 Hooting the battle cry for freedom. 
 
 Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 
 
 Murdering Tagals, red with their gore. 
 
 Though we sully our dear Hag, boys, rally once again. 
 
 Flouting a brother's cry for freedom. 
 We will welcome to our numbers all fit to fill a grave, 
 Flouting our brothers' cry for freedom. 
 Since the Fil'opino's poor, we will make of him a slave, 
 Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 
 
 Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 
 
 Down with the Tagals, freemen no more. 
 
 Though we sully our dear flag, boys, we'll rally once again, 
 
 Hooting the Tagal's cry for freedom. 
 We sprang to the call from the North, South, and West, 
 Expecting an honest fight for freedom . 
 Now we're exterminating men and stealing land with zest, 
 Shouting the battle cry of freedom. 
 
 Then conquest forever. Hurrah ! boys, hurrah ! 
 
 Blotting escutcheons, the flag too, afar. 
 
 Though we sully our dear flag, boys, rally once again. 
 
 Hooting the battle cry for freedom. 
 We are slaying men and women, murdering children, too. 
 All in the sainted name of freedom. 
 We'll exterminate the race (our souls in blood imbrue). 
 That Yankees and the Southrons may succeed 'em. 
 
 A pack of savage wolves, with red, capacious maws, 
 
 We sever human hearts, we scout at human laws. 
 
 Like jackals 'round a bone, let us rally once again, 
 
 Grinning at the sacred name of freedom. 
 
 Tell the story to our children assembled in our schools, 
 Teach them to live and die for freedom ; 
 
 Let our example make them knaves, all except the little fools, 
 A heritage of scoundrelism deed 'em. 
 
 A sorry set of hypocrites as the world ever saw. 
 
 We talk of God and duty, but it's all in our jaw ; 
 
 While there's loot and land in sight, let us rally once again. 
 
 Profaning the sacred cause of freedom. 
 
 May 8th, 1899 Feast of San Miguel 
 
 41 
 
RELIGION 
 
 The American Republic, unfaithful to all its most sacred tra- 
 ditions of human liberty, is like a backsliding Christian, who has 
 become a bond slave of Satan, a disgrace to himself, a stink in the 
 nostrils of his fellow men, and an abomination in the eyes of the 
 Lord. 
 
 Our nation, together with the South, has an awful problem to 
 solve, a terrible burden to carry. We cannot carry it alone; it is 
 too great for us. Following the suggestions of Satan and yielding 
 to our own wicked impatience, we but fasten the burden tighter 
 upon ourselves and upon our children, adding doubly to its weighty 
 We must cast this iDurden upon God. Without his aid we can 
 neither carry it or rid ourselves from it. " Come unto me, all ye 
 that are burdened and heavy laden, and I will refresh you." 
 Hatred, antipatliy, prejudice, animosity, injustice, and all unkindness 
 are born of Satan, and, yielded to, will but fasten upon us a war 
 of races, in which the subjugation of the weaker can only be effected 
 by the stronger at the cost of 'every principle worth maintaining, 
 through the commission of crimes so appalling that the sin-stained 
 community, damned even in conquering, would realize that the life 
 obtained was not worth the living. 
 
 " Now the works of the flesh are manifest : which are fornica- 
 tion, uncleanness, immodesty, luxury. 
 
 "Idolatry, witchcraft, enmities, contentions, emulations, wrath, 
 quarrels, dissensions, sects, 
 
 "Envy, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like; of 
 the which I foretell you, as 1 have foretold to you, that they who da 
 such things shall not obtain the kingdom of God. 
 
 "But the fruit of the Spirit is charity, joy, peace, patience, 
 benignity, goodness, longanimity, 
 
 "Mildness, faith, modesty, continence, chastity. Against 
 these there is no law." — St. Paul, Galatians, Chapter V. 
 
 The love of God flowing into the hearts of men has softened 
 the flinty rock, has purified the corrupted stream, hath enriched the 
 exhausted soil, and fructified the seeds that lay dormant in the garden 
 of the human heart, causing the dead valleys to becom.e green and the 
 wilderness to bloom and blossom like a rose, and it can do so again. 
 Let us, then, as a people turn unto our God, who alone can break 
 the rivets and the fetters we have made for ourselves. He alone 
 can set us free from the chains of our servitude and of the vile pas- 
 sions which hold us in bondage. 
 
 " Our father's God to thee 
 Author of Liberty, 
 
 To Thee we sing : 
 Long may our land be bright 
 With freedom's holy light, 
 Protect us with Thy might. 
 
 Great God, our King." 
 
 "In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy- 
 Ghost. Amen." 
 
 Robert .Stevens Pettet 
 
 In the feast of the Most Holy Trinity 
 June 3d, 1899 
 
 42 
 
APPENDIX 
 
 PROVIDENTIAL NUMBERS 
 
 " The Lord hath made everything according to weight, number, 
 and measure."— Holy Writ. 
 
 " Even the very hairs of your heads are numbered 
 
 A— 
 
 1 j 
 
 B— 
 
 2 1 
 
 C- 
 
 3 ' 
 
 D- 
 
 4 
 
 E- 
 
 ;i 
 
 F- 
 
 - 6 
 
 G- 
 
 - 7 
 
 H- 
 
 - 8 
 
 I- 
 
 - 9 
 
 J- 
 
 -10 
 
 K- 
 
 -11 
 
 L- 
 
 -VI 
 
 M- 
 
 -13 
 
 N- 
 
 -14 
 
 O- 
 
 -15 
 
 P- 
 
 -16 
 
 Q- 
 
 -17 
 
 R- 
 
 -IS 
 
 S- 
 
 -19 
 
 T- 
 
 -20 
 
 U- 
 
 -21 
 
 V- 
 
 -22 
 
 w- 
 
 -23 
 
 X- 
 
 -24 
 
 Y- 
 
 -2.5 
 
 Z 
 
 -26 
 
 3 
 ~33 
 
 21 
 22 
 23 
 
 66 
 
 6 
 55 
 
 America 
 
 1 
 
 Spain 
 
 19 
 
 Cuba 
 
 3 
 
 Philippines 
 
 16 
 
 3 
 
 times 
 13 
 
 In'reading the following, refer to the numbers ot the 
 letters of the alphabet. ■ i- t, j 
 
 [Note— In the near future, a volume may be published 
 to explain the meaning of the diagram on the back of this 
 book especially in its supernatural sense; in the meantime a 
 few hints will be given to show its application to this war. Its 
 studv is especially recommended to the people of the American 
 Republic and to the Government Officials at Washington J 
 
 Narrative- The writer, with a friend, visited the 1 hila- 
 delphia Navv Yard on the 20th day of March, 1S98 ; the next 
 3 davs were 21— 2"— 23 On the 21st. the Maine Inquiry Board 
 signed their report ; on the 22d Admiral Sicard signed it also ; 
 on the 23d, it was on its wav to President McKmley The 
 Maine had entered Havana Harbor, JoJi« 25th, or 22 days after 
 the 3d drawing 22 feet of water ; 22 days afterward she was 
 destroyed, in the 22d hour of the day. The number of her 
 name 'was ^ 'M ; she was destroyed on the 13th day from the 
 3d (inclusive) ; 13 days. 2 hours, and 20 minutes before the 
 close of the month, in the 1300th minute of the day, at J 40- 
 13, according to official reports. The last three """"tef pre- 
 ceding her (festructiou were 23-22 -21 minutes of 10 (23 and 
 and 10 make 33). Standing in the Navy Yard March 20tli, the 
 writer was conscious of being interiorly informed that war 
 would be declared on the 22d of April— was looking at the 
 Miantonomah at the time, which was expected to leave in a 
 few days-spoke to a companion in regard to this prediction 
 sayin<r "make a note of this. Let us see what comes of it 
 Turning saw a large box in the yard numbered 33 remarked, 
 "there is our number, 33, which reminds me. it is 33 years since 
 close of last war, and now we are going to have the cross ot 
 another war". The Miantonomah '» met with an accident and 
 was detained until April 22d On that day I counted back, it 
 was just 33 davs after March 20th. April 22d, wrote to Captain 
 Siesbee C' S^^— 22 enclosing poem written March 1/th, en- 
 I titled 'Set Poor Struggling Cuba Free". After mailing the 
 letter heard that first shot had been fired that morning by a 
 I man said to be 33 years of age. striking the Buena Ventura 
 2-^00 tons burden, whose capture realized |2200 prize money it 
 ' was said. Note 33 and 22 are 55. I wrote Captain Sigsbee 
 i a 3d letter in April (though unacquainted with him), calling 
 I his attention to some of the numbers, especially 5o. and fore- 
 boding that something would happen to him on the 2^d. 
 He captured one of the 3 coaling vessels that w_ere 
 j trvin- to reach Cervera^ in Santiago > -22; his first 
 1 tirize Tune 22d he was aitacked by the Spanish Torpedo boat 
 destroyer Terror, and vanquished her. On the 22d of August 
 in Philadelphia, he received news of honors conferred by 
 i Congress ; on 22d of October, his flagship, Texas struck a 
 : snag coming up the Delaware After other vessels left, it re- 
 Imainedover Sunday (the 22d, in the ecclesiastical calendar, 
 -I after Pentecost). He subsequently visited the state of Texas, 
 2'^ years after the author had first visited that state. His two 
 - ir'onclads Maine' \ Texas^", sum up 33. J^^st 3 celebraticns 
 . since the Centennial of the Battle of Bunker Hill -1, —,23 
 Sicrsbee, with the Texas, celebrates the23ci m Boston June_l.th, 
 1899. 22 years after author first resided in that city, 16-1/— 33. 
 T hus far Sigsbee'". and Cuba''— 22 
 
 A 
 
 In these 3 combinations of 12 letters 
 will be found included, with few ex- 
 ceptions, all leading names in the 
 war. Choose a 13th letter to find 
 vour omitted favored name. 
 
 Cleopatra, first voyage. September, C^ S'^— 22; changed 
 name, Mohegan'^, sailed October 13th, Lost on Manacles' \ 
 
 43 
 
1 
 
 2 
 3 
 4 
 5 
 6 
 7 
 8 
 9 
 10 
 
 55 
 
 5 I Southampton^', Cherbourg^— 22 ; Manacles'^, St. An- 
 
 5 thony's Light (Feast 13th), Pilot Boat 13, Paris first 3 minutes 
 
 on rocks, l-i, 1-^ 1"^ a. m., first3days, 21,22. 23 ; asYale^^, 
 
 ^'J , or 22 after the 3d; first sighted Cervera\ at Santiago^ ^ — 
 22; Wise^a. St. Anthony's Feast, June 13 to 20 ; Shafter ex- 
 pedition in '98, June 13th, '99. 22 days after 22d May ; Lawton's 
 desperate fight at Zapote ; terrible tornado, 12-13, New'* Rich- 
 mond'^, Wisconsin-' — 55; in the County of Saint''' Croix*, 
 (Holy Cross! -22 ; Herman*, Nebraska'*— 22 ; Chicago^ St.'^ 
 Paul"^, Minneapolis'^, Omaha" railroad — 66. 
 
 American flag 122 years old 1777 —22, adopted 23d day 
 after 22d, 13 Stripes, with Georgia, 13 stars ; Dewey takes 
 Manila 22 days after the 22d of July. 
 
 Note the oft occurring S'^ and C*— 22, with M'^ thus 
 Spain, Cuba, McKinley — Sigsbee, Cuba, Maine — Shafter, Cuba, 
 Miles— Santiago, Cervera, Alfonso, 13 Note Cape^ Verde^^ 
 Islands^ — 34, deduct 1 for America, remainder 33. Cervera', 
 and Villamil2 2 ordered to leave on the 22d, left on the 29th of April. 
 
 In Santiago, on 19th, first 3 days there, 21, 22, 23, from 29th, 33 days 
 from 29, Schley first bombarded Cervera and struck Christobal Colon 
 with a cannon ball, 33 days after date of this occurrence Schley destroys 
 Cervera's fleet ; Sampson meets the cross of his life, beiug absent 33d day 
 from taking command; 66tli day from date of sailing, Cervera fleet de- 
 stroyed; twice 33 or 3 times 22, or 21, 22, 23 added together —66 days there- 
 after is released from captivity. His first 3 days in vSpaiu, 21, 22, 23 of 
 August. Hobson*, Merrimac' *— 21 sunk on the 3d— 10 Torpedoes — 55. 
 Those that failed in action, 2, 3, 4 6,7,-22; out of order. 8, 9, 10; 
 went off, 1. 5, — 33. Hobson 33 nights a captive. From date, Dewey 
 sunk Spanish fleet at Manila to sinking of Merrimac, 33 days. 
 
 April 19th, Congress authorizes war; May 11th. first blood shed, 
 33 days intervene ; March 28th, Maine Inquiry Report given Congress; 
 May 1st, Dewey 'Remembers the Maine", 33 days intervene ; Maine 
 blown up February 15th. Consul General L,ee leaves Cuba 55 days after, 
 33, 22 ; 50 million dollars appropriation passed 22 days after blowing up 
 of the Maine ; Capt. Clark left San Francisco 19th day of 3d month — 
 22, and helped to destroy Cervera's fleet which entered Santiago on the 19th 
 of May, and left it July 3d— 22 ; Clark left San Francisco, 13th day be- 
 fore close of month, last 3 days, reaching Key West 21, 22, 23—66, or twice 
 33, or 3 times 22, or 21, 22, 23 in all. Clark given sick leave after battle, 
 was 33 on list of officers. Between Battle of Manila Bay and death of 
 Gridley, 33 days intervene, etc , etc. 
 
 Order of Schley's vessels Santiago, May 29— B-, I'— 11 ; M, 13;T^o, 
 M'3— 33;V, 22. Order of American vessels, July 3— B-,T-« — 22; I', 0''\ 
 1^-33—55; small vessels, V, 22; R and G. 25. or 3 and 22, Absent New'* 
 York25, 39—3 times 13. Additional. M, 13 ; E^ and H\ 13 ; N.'* O.", 29 
 —55 ; or 94 in all ; 9 and 4-13. Order of Cervera's flight, M'^ T'". 33 ; 
 y-2 22; C' C^ and A' 0'\ 22; P''^ and F''. 22. Last vessel destroyed 
 inside of 55th mile. Neither Sampson nor Schley controlled. St. Michael 
 was in command. In the year 33, Christ^ Jesus'" — 13, our Lord, died upon 
 the cross. The Maria' ^ Teresa- ° — 33, taken from us by the act of God, 
 was found on St. Saviour's Island, where Columbus first planted the cross. 
 His first 3 days there 21, 22, and 23 after the 22d. 
 
 Navv'* U.2' S.19 A'— 55 ; U.-" S.'" Army' aiidNavv' ' —55 ; 14, 19 
 —33 ; 21, 1—22. May 13 14 15, or 21, 22, 23 days after April 22d, Schley'^' 
 to Cuba^ ; Spanish'^ enter Curacoa ' ; Spanish'"' leaveCuracoa' for San- 
 tiago^^ deCuba'— 22 Sampson'-', Converse ' — 22. Merrimac, 13. Provi- 
 dence — Positive, Acting; Negative, Permitting. Schley's first 3 days at 
 Cienfuegos and Sampson's at Havana, May 21, 22, 23. vSampson leaves for, 
 Schley arrives at Santiago May 29th, Octave of 22. Wikofif and Egbert, of 
 22d Regiment. Villamil, 22; Varadel Rey, 22 ; Highest officers killed. 
 Ellis, 'twas said, reported "2200 yards, sir", before dying. The number 
 of Spaniards returned by U.S. to Spain between 22 and 23 000. Exact 
 number 22 864—22. Last 24 hours Spanish control Santiago, noon 16th to 
 noon 17th — 33, June. American Flag, 13 stripes, raised over the name 
 Alfonso 13, in the 13th hour of the day. by Meylen'^ Philadelphia, June 
 19th, Committee G. A. R.,33d encampment. Vogdes, 22. Fairmount'^ Park^'' 
 — 22 ; Belmont Masked Robljers ; Trollev House, Belmont ; said to have 
 taken 133,55,57, (33, 22—55). 
 
 Query— Was the Robbers' Raid and methods employed, more, orless 
 
 reprehensible than American Military operations in the Philippines as en- 
 
 'dorsed by the G. A. R? 33d block begins Fairmount'' Park'", 22—55. 
 
 Camp3 James"' A.' Sexton'", 33, F." P"', 22—55. Blessed Jean of Arc was 
 
 led to victory by St. Michael. The number ascribed to him is 55. Why 
 
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was the statue of Joan of Arc placed in F.« P.^^'. 22, at 33d Street (.5o) ? 
 Alfred Dreyfus (13 letters), Devil's' Island^'. 13, 1894 (22). Sfax, 19. 
 American^ from Cape" Verde-- Islands", 34—33. Santa'^Cruz^ (Holy 
 Cross). 22 — 55,asSt.^^ Michael ' •\ Azores'. 33 June 22d — 55. Militarism 
 as rebuked by French Republic, a lesson to American Imperialists. Terra 
 Cotta Works, 33d and Walnut Streets, 22 davs after the 3d, 3d fire. Nath- 
 alie,'^ Schenck'"— 33, June 22d. Babylon-, L ^^ I»— 23. National'^ 
 CiviP Service!^ Reform'- League'- — 66, or 21. 22, 23. Washington born 
 February 11th (old style), February 22d (new style) —33 Philadelphia 
 Record, June 22d, states Philippine war to date, cost 63 millions in money, 
 664 killed, 6500 wounded. Can this be true ? Aguinaldo, Luna, Agoncillo 
 — 3 names. 22 letters. 
 
 Pingree^', Detroit*, Mich ^^ — 33 Pest House Mass Meeting, 33d ward, 
 to avoid cross. Aguinaldo^ Luna' ^ —13. Aguinaldo born March 22d. Cavite-^ 
 Veijor'^2. His peace parley 22 days apart ; Last 3 days 21, 22, 23 May. 
 In the 13th mouth from lauding Aguinaldo, Dewey leaves. Last 3 days, 
 reaching Hong Kong, 21.22, 23; leaves Singapore'" for Colombo^ — 22, on 
 the 16th day of 6th month— 22. M.i^ s''^ Quay''— 49; 4, 9-13. 
 
 American'. British-, and German" Consuls^, Apia', Samoa'" — 33; 
 Malietoa'-' Tanu-" — 33, crowned March 22—55 ; bombardment March 23d. 
 Philip Van Home Lansdale (22 letters] June 21, 22, 23 burial. Yale 
 Gold Medal. June 23d. Anti- Expansion orator, CarrolP Fuller'' Sweet''', 
 Grand' Rapids'^ MichigtM*'^— 66 ; (also 33 letters). June 22d, Zealandia — 
 4.3.3_1.5.5— 12— (33). Signal'-' Corps«— 22. Schley'", Chester^— 22. 
 July 4th. 13 days from 22d, SS-fceoi^M, 22 from the 13th. 
 
 1894 — 22, writer's sister (Mary) appears to him after death, for a 
 period of 17 days. First appearance. May 3d; last. May 19 — 22. Ap- 
 parition of the Blessed Mother and the Angels, in Philadelphia, 1894 -(22), 
 as recorded in the book, " Our Heavenly Mother". These are a few among 
 thousands. 
 
 AMERICAN WHITE SLAVES 
 
 Simon Legree and Uncle Tom in the Philippines 
 
 Marinette, Wis., June 23. — Hugh D. McCoshan, for years a 
 resident of this city, and now serving as sergeant in Company H., 
 First South Dakota Volunteer Infantry, in the PhiHppines, in aletter 
 dated at Manila, May r2th, and addressed to Joseph Laurman, a 
 local merchant, says : "Two days after San Fernando was taken our 
 regiment had but 190 men on the line, the remainder being dead, 
 sick, or wounded. General MacArthur complained of the number 
 of men sick, other regiments being in the same shape as ours, and 
 Major Potter was sent to Manila to rush men to the front. 
 
 "Acting under instructions he sent out 108 men. Of these 30 
 n/ere unable to reach the depot, a mile distant, some of them fainting 
 on the ivay, some 28 or 30 ultimately arriving at San Fernando in 
 worse condition than when sent to Manila, the others being ordered 
 back by surgeons along the line of railroad, who saw at a glance 
 that they were in a precarious condition. 
 
 '' / oan prove b-j the record of the hospital that men were ordered 
 to the front whose temperature was 103 degrees, and men from other 
 regiments fared no better." — From Philadelphia Record 
 
 AVENGING BLOOD 
 
 "The blood of the slaughtered Filipinos, the blood and the 
 wasted health and life of our own soldiers is upon the heads of those 
 who have undertaken to buy people in the market like sheep, or to treat 
 them as lawful prisoners and booty of war, to impose a government 
 on them without their consent, and to trample under foot not only 
 the people of the Philippine Islands, but the principles upon which the 
 American Republic itself rests." — Senator Hoar (Rep.), Massa- 
 chusetts. 
 
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NOT TOO LATE 
 
 It is not yet too late to turn from the way which leads through 
 war and conquest to imperialism, to standing armies, to alliances 
 with foreign powers, and hnally to the disruption of the Union itself. 
 
 If it is our destiny to become an empire, it is not our destiny to 
 endure as a republic. Empire and imperialism are associated with 
 kingly and arbitrary rule, militarism and conquest. Was not the 
 Roman Empire built on the ruins of the republic ? Was it not made 
 possible by the general loss of virtue and patriotism, by the luxury 
 and corruption which the stolen wealth of a hundred cities had 
 spread through Rome ? It is only when the inner sources of life run 
 low that men rush madly to gain possession of temporal things. 
 
 When the American people resolve not to hold what they never 
 intended to take possession of they will have little difticulty in find- 
 ing a solution of this Philippine difhculty. Above all, let them not 
 be misled by vanity, let them not hearken to the siren voice of 
 English flattery, let them not stop to think what other nations shall 
 say, but let them, as becomes a great, a free, and enlightened people, 
 be self-directed, holding in view only such aims and ends as are 
 wise and just and conducive to the permanent welfare and highest 
 interest of the republic. — Rt. Rev. Bishop Spalding, of Peoria, 
 Illinois. 
 
 THE NATION AN ASSASSIN 
 
 Kennett Square, Pa., June lo, 1899 — In the old Logwood 
 Meeting House today, William Lloyd Garrison, the famous aboli- 
 tionist, of Boston, delivered an address to the Progressive Friends, 
 on " Imperialism and Betrayal of Democracy". 
 
 He said in the course of his remarks : "We open our morn- 
 ing paper to read of atrocities in the South and in the Philippines, 
 which when committed by the Turk brought horror and indigna- 
 tion. Now we are a great assassin nation and the slaughter of 
 patriots stains our hands. Helpless, as in a nightmare, we cry out 
 in agony, and Christian ears are deaf. In hypocritically professing 
 to democratize the possessions of Spain we have imperialized our- 
 selves. To Aguinaldo, fighting in the same cause for which John 
 Brown died, sustained by the same hopes and aspirations, our 
 sympathies are due, as were the sympathies of all lovers of liberty 
 to John Brown." 
 
 PRAYING FOR LIBERTY 
 
 In silence and in patience we have read the news of the whole- 
 sale slaughter of the children of the tropics, whose only sin seems 
 to be the instinct planted deep in human nature to be free. In 
 silence and in patience we have heard the cry of helpless people 
 lifting mute hands to God's heavens, praymg for their life and their 
 homes and their liberty. But we have come to a time when silence 
 ceases to be possible and when patience can no longer be main- 
 tained. — Jenkins Lloyd Jones. 
 
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NOT ENGLISH SLAVES 
 
 What American is there who can think without indignation of 
 this atrocious conspiracy against the Hberties of America and the 
 peace of the world ? Who, retaining a vestige of regard for the 
 America of Washington and Jefterson, Lincohi, Sujiiner, and Sew- 
 ard, will not hide his face when he sees that London imperialists, 
 cabling their villainous orders to America, can set our armies to 
 cutting the throats of our late allies on their own soil in order to 
 give England a better base of operations against China, while, as 
 the result of the same scoundrelism — for it is nothing else — English 
 money is used to involve America with Germany in Samoa — not 
 that there is the slightest real antagonism of interest between 
 ■Germany and America, but because it suits England's policy in 
 Africa and in China to use America as a " buffer". 
 
 That attempted revolution has not yet succeeded. The intended 
 coup d'etat has not yet been carried out. It never will be. There 
 is going to be a head-breaking fight before the republic Washington 
 fought for and Lincoln died for is turned over to English control. 
 German-American heads may be broken in it, but they will not be 
 the only ones.. — From Westliche Post, St. Louis. 
 
 WHOLESALE SLAUGHTER 
 
 "It is a sad way to teach a people self-government to begin by 
 -shooting them down by the thousands, and telling them that they 
 must submit themselves unconditionally to the unknown will oi 
 another people on the other side of the globe. You may say the 
 commission has proclaimed our good intentions. Yes, after having 
 by v^^holesale slaughter destroyed in the unfortunate Filipinos any 
 confidence they may have had in our word or our good intentions. 
 ■Instead of giving them a trial at self-government, we are now fighting 
 battles to destroy the government vi/hich the Filipinos have established 
 for themselves. Their trusted leaders must surrender to foreign 
 bayonets ; their Congress must annihilate itself, or the slaughter 
 must go on. That is the aspect of the case from the Filipino point 
 of view. Try to put yourself in their place." — Rev. Dr. Lam- 
 bert (Author Notes on Ingersoll), in Freeman's Journal. 
 
 Some distribute their own goods and grow richer ; others take 
 away what is not their own, and are always in want. — Proverbs. 
 
 A PERVERSE heart is abominable to the Lord, and his will is in 
 them that walk sincerely- — Proverbs. 
 
 In the nobler days of this great republic, it was not so much 
 the fashion to speak of the expansion of the Almighty Dollar, as 
 of the perpetuation of our institutions, the preservation of our 
 principles, and the extension of freedom throughout the world. 
 
 "Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for them- 
 selves {and under a Just God cannot long retain jt).'' — Abraham 
 Lincoln. 
 
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WORSE THAN HYPOCRITICAL 
 
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 "A soldier in ti/vo wars, I am opposed to ttie use of ttie soldier 
 for anytiiing but ttie defence oftlie lionor and the law of his country. 
 To take up the work of destruction of human life in the Phihppines, 
 where the Spaniards were by us compelled to leave off, is revolting 
 to our sense of right; to civilize them with the sword and cannon 
 is contrary to modern ideas of philanthropy. And such benevolent 
 assimilation is worse than hypocritical, and has not even the element 
 of national advantage to recommend it." — Major Daly, of Gen. /- 
 Miles' Staff. 
 
 GIVES THE LIE TO OUR PROFESSIONS 
 FOR 123 YEARS 
 
 We may crush them, bring them to their knees, and still eternal 
 right and justice are on their side, and sooner or later we must suffer 
 the consequences of our criminal aggression. For our war against 
 the Filipinos gives the lie to our professions and history for 123 
 years ; it repudiates the principles of our declaration of independ- 
 ence; it condemns the guiding motives of our war of emancipation ; 
 it undermines the groundwork of our national ezistence ; it is op- 
 posed to the teachings of Washington, of Jefferson, and of our 
 own immortal Lincoln. — Sigmund Zeisler. 
 
 A WAR OF CONQUEST 
 
 We deny that the United States possesses, or ever has pos- 
 sessed the Philippines. The people who have them are not our 
 subjects, and not in rebellion. Our war against them is a war of 
 conquest. The greatest service we can render to civilization is to 
 show we can respect the rights of man. 
 
 We are asked what the United States can do under the unfor- 
 tunate conditions that now exist. We cannot return the Philippines 
 to Spain. We cannot surrender them to any European or Asiatic 
 state, or allow them to be treated as a football among nations. But 
 the United States can put an end to the war of conquest by suspending 
 hostilities, by declaring to the nations that it assumes a protectorate 
 of the Philippine Islands against foreign aggression, and by calling 
 upon the natives to establish their own internal government. — Henry 
 Wade Rogers. 
 
 He that oppresseth the poor to increase his riches shall himself 
 give to one that is richer and be in need. — Proverbs. 
 
 There is a way which seenieth just to a man, but the end 
 thereof leads to death. — Proverbs. 
 
 Every way of a man seemeth right unto himself, but the Lord 
 weigheth the hearts. — Proverbs. 
 
 Better is the poor man walking in simplicity than the rich in 
 crooked ways. — Proverbs. 
 
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