JliDaica's Jlpoaiasy. 
 
 It is time to be alarmed. The republic is among; precipices. 
 It has become '* treason ** to express allegiance to the principles of the 
 Declaration of Independence. The land resounds with the whoop 
 of war and our throats burn with the red thirst of the beast. 
 The republic of Washington has become a band of corsairs. 
 The land of Lincoln and Jefferson can find no higher mission 
 than the hypocritical hacking of invalid states and the crucifixion 
 of peoples whose only crime is the love of liberty. No sober citi- 
 zen of this country with a spark of patriotism in his veins can 
 any longer remain silent. Justice is being assassinated before our 
 very eyes and the expenses of the tragedy are being extrava- 
 gantly paid for by money clandestinely filched from our own 
 pockets. We have actually paid $20,000,000 for the fictitiou 
 privilege of attacking a brave and liberty-loving people on tht 
 other side of the world, and we now purpose to spend innumerable 
 millions more to slaughter them into submission. What is worse, 
 it is now proposed that this country go into the scandalous busi- 
 ness systematically. If the advice of persons in authority is fol- 
 lowed (persons who deserve to be heeded when the country goes 
 mad) we shall have a great standing army and navy for the 
 prompt and systematic prosecution at home and abroad of the 
 barbarous pursuit of war. If such stupendous expenditures and 
 such atrocious proposals are not enough to terrify the taxpayers 
 of this country they deserve to be robbed. Any sane-minded 
 lover of simple justice who can contemplate the enormities now 
 being perpetrated by this country on brave and innocent peoples 
 without feeling his soul shrivel in shame and his blood hiss with 
 indignation, must be actuated less by the promptings of right- 
 eousness and humanity than by the instincts of the bandit. Amer- 
 ican guns, fired by men wearing the blue and with the stars and 
 stripes waving over them, are shooting down men for contending 
 for the same sacred cause as that for which American chivalry 
 
bled at Bennington and Bunker Hill. We denounce as ''rebels" 
 a people who dare to defend their own shores and firesides from 
 foreign invasion. The stars and stripes have become the ensign 
 of tyrants and a black flag and a menace to struggling republics. 
 America has become a stench in the nostrils of its own citizens. 
 '^Columbia, the gem" stands before the civilized world as a con- 
 victed hypocrite and butcher. We have no more right to invade 
 the Philippines, now that the Spaniard is not there, than the 
 minions of George III had to invade New England in the days 
 of Hancock and Adam.s. We are invaders and buccaneers ; notic- 
 ing else. The impertinent blue coats of Manila are the hated 
 and felonious red coats v/ho camped on Boston commons and 
 killed ciiizeiis of Massachusetts four generations ago. Every 
 American soldier who kills citizens of that guiltless land is a mur- 
 derer. Every sword that pierces the breast of a Filipino is ths 
 dagger of an assassin. Every man who leaves Europe or America 
 to help those valiant islanders in their struggle for independence 
 is a Lafayette. And every Filipino who falls fighting in de- 
 N^nse of his native soil is a hero as noble as ever faced English 
 •igiments on the sacred sward of Lexington. If I were a Filipino, 
 as I am an American, I would never lay down my arms as long 
 as an impious blue coat remained in my country. I would rather 
 die fighting for my own liberty and the liberty of my children 
 and leave my bones to moulder honorably beneath the arms of 
 my native palms than bend my neck beneath the yoke of any 
 power on earth. 
 
 Aguinaldo is the George Washington of the antipodes. As 
 peerless a heart beats in the bosom of that dauntless young Malay 
 as ever pulsated in the breast of the great Virginian. All under 
 hcaveii IxC and his people ask Is to be left alone. And could any 
 people with the blood of men in their veins ask less ? We have in- 
 vaded their country and captured their cities. We have made 
 ourselves more odious than the Spaniard. We have supplanted 
 one tyranny by a worse one. We have snubbed their supplica- 
 tions and commanded them to lick the dust of submission from 
 our insolent feet. We have treated them as if they had no right 
 to the land in which they and their fathers were born. We have 
 
gone i 2,000 miles to commit these outrag-es. We have selected a 
 people who have foug-ht for years against the unrighteous aggres- 
 sions of Spain — a people whose unshrinking valor challenges the 
 admiration of every person capable of appreciating courage and 
 nobility of purpose — a brave, patient and magnanimous people, 
 whose only thinkable offense is that they are doing that which 
 every manly American would do under the same circumstances. 
 Think oi it, shades of Hancock and Adams I A posterity of 
 burglars ; Heroes of *76, who sleep in the unsullied sod of New 
 England battlefields ! Save us from the headless repudiation of 
 the precious principles you died to immortalize among the sons of 
 men I 
 
 Cannot something be done to stay our headlong plunge into 
 degeneracy ; Must these things ^o on and on, unchallenged and 
 unrebuked, until we are lost to all sense of iniquity ? Is our dis- 
 grace irretrievable? Must we stand forever before the eyes of an 
 indignant universe as a herd of swinish and hypocritical Yankees? 
 Is there no national conscience to rise and cry out against the un- 
 conscionable thav/ of barbarism in our midst ? Where is the fire 
 of eloquence and verse ? Where is the vehemence of Henry in 
 this hour of peril ? Is American manhood so flimsy and our 
 American sense of justice so false that we will allow ourselves to 
 stand by and v/itness the perpetration — the cold-blooded, serpent- 
 like perpetration — of crimes which if perpetrated upon, us would 
 arouse us to fury ? Shame on our apostasy ! Shame on a repub- 
 lic that will offer the fratricidal thrust of the knife instead of the 
 hand of fellowship to a struggling sister republic! Shame on the 
 hypocrites at Washington, who^ under the sanctimonious guis? 
 of virtue, are turning civilization into ways of darkness and 
 traitorously v^riving our blood-bought republic on the ruinous roclcs 
 of imperialism. Shame on a president who will openly advise 
 prostitution as a national policy and who parades the country as 
 an uncandid peddler of s^/iltion against the time-honored princi- 
 ples of the republic ! And shame on a people, so recreant to the 
 high trust of humanity and so lost to sensibility and to the esteem 
 of mankind that they will turn their backs upon honor and 
 righteousness and even decency and spend their substance in nulli- 
 
fication of the very principles which thruout their national exis- 
 tence have rendered them distinct and glorious ! 
 
 These are the times for patriotism — not that hollow, meaning- 
 less infirmity which spawns in the pate of the provincial, but that 
 fair and transcendent passion which flames in the heart of the 
 immortal — that patriotism which guards with sleepless vigil the 
 inviolable honor of country and cries aloud in the interests of a 
 pure and untrammeled humanity. It is a time for the utmost 
 heroism. A brave people are being crucified. The eagle of free- 
 dom has become a harpy. Well may we be dazed by the horri- 
 fic metamorphosis. Dark days arc upon us. The pendulum of 
 civilization trembles, as if to swing back to the inglorious twilight 
 of the past. Imperialistic tendencies are laying their damning 
 clutches on the unsuspecting form of the republic. Fearful ques- 
 tions confront us. Whether we are to be compelled henceforth 
 to read with downcast gaze the matchless axioms of Jefferson and 
 to mumble in confusion the heroic history of our dead — whether 
 the Fourth of July is to be henceforth a day of embarrassment and 
 shame instead of, as hitherto, an occasion for spontaneous and 
 boundless pride — whether Yorktown and Monmouth are to be- 
 come events which, instead of inspiring a continent to eulogy and 
 song, shall provoke no higher eloquence than that which guttur- 
 als from the limping lips of apology — whether the political wis- 
 dom of the founders of the republic, gleaned in terrible hours, by 
 anxious eyes, from the travail of ages past, shall be swept away 
 by the heartless levity of upstart statesmen — whether, in short, 
 vz shall turn our backs inexorably upon the past — a past glorious 
 n achifvement and unrivaled in precept — and become the 
 wretched exemplars of a policy, ruinous to ourselves and to our 
 children, repulsive to every truly civilized mind and destructive 
 of the fairest hopes of humanity — ihe%e. are questions that assail 
 with relentless emphasis the consciences of a great people. — J . Hoiv- 
 ard Moore in Chicogo Chronicle, March 6th, 1S99. 
 
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