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Show ALHAMBRA THEATRE JANUARY MIH Nearly ninteen hundred years ago the son of God, as he stood in a tem-I-1' in .! ru-"ili-ru, was asked, "Which is the first commandment of all?" He replied, "Thou shall love tho Lord thy God, This is the first commandment, com-mandment, and the second is like unto Hiou shalf love thy neighbor as thyself.' There is no commandment greater than these." Today the great sorrowful eyes of this same Son of t.od gaze down upon blackened fields, where the mangled bodies of men are strewn as grains of wheat, upon flaming, shattered hamlets and stricken strick-en firesides. As He listens to tho screaming of the shells, the crashing of monstrous guns. all the ghastly symphony of the reddest war mankind has ever known, His heart must recognize the bitter truth in the statement of one of the world s fore most educators that in tiiii if.-n ci ntui Civilization ha; failed to accept honestly the teachings of Jesus Christ. This is an allegorical story of a war that has laughted at the world's flaunt ing boast of a higher progress. It does not concern itself as to which side is in the right or wrong; but deals with those ranks which are paying the. grim penalty the ranks of Humanity. If ihe awful trail of battle stretches vividly through the scenes of the narrative, nar-rative, it is in the hope that a shocked shock-ed and appalled world may henceforth devote itself more earnestly in the Cause of peace. Let our Civilization not be a mockery mock-ery of our cherished ideals, but rather rath-er a synonym of that glorious work-Humanity. work-Humanity. Dedicated to that vast, pitiful army whose tears have girdled the universe the mothers of the dead. THOS. H. INCE. |