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Show , I Yach Forces Out to Destroy i . ' The forces that make for disunity and revolution are now working overtime in America and some of their activities are beyond the borderline of treason. They are dividing the people peo-ple preparatory to the downfall of the Republic. They have done their worst to break down army and navy morale. They claim to have won many of the police forces of large cities to turn against the government when Coughlin and his fascist are ready to sttike and set up their kind of tyranny. The same kind of a crowd that betrayed, struck down, sold and delivered France are ready to do the same to America and they will stop at nothing, not even wholesale assasinations. They have "invaded"' this country ; they are ready and pre' pared and await the touch of a button to begin. But God help them when they begin! Add to all this the dark , spots and portents on the capital labor front. Mobocracy that will be nation wide is treading on the heels of many current events If one cannot see revolution in the offing he is somewhat blind to the drift of the times The forces mentioned never amalgamate with true Americanism. "It is the object of war only that makee it honorable. And if there ever was a just war since the world began, it is this v li; i V a;.-iiJi h i t i ; i ; I. 'Vj it not to enslave but to set free, and to make room upoD th3 earth for honett men tolive in." THE SEEKER - Emma Thompson Whipple Frm Her Forthcoming Book ,Th castle which the Seeker built, Of golden bricks "was made, With praise and pomp and richly power Its fine structure was laid. And as its splendid height arose, It shunned the homes below, Forgetting that not within itself Its height alone did grow. And as the star which crowned the tower, Was mounted in its place, Alas! destruction's ugly worm Was working at its base. The massive castle with its strength Fell crumbling to the ground, The humble homes still stood in peace, Close by the castle's mound. , And so it seems with mortal man If he seeks power to gain, That which he has will sometime go, He, broken will remain. While those who carefree, go along, With humble hearts and hands, Have not the riches of the world, But jewels with lasting strands. Gems of thought, a cultured mind, The peace on earth they found, Thev leave a memory sweet to all, The Seeker leaves his mound. |