The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1900-06-24

stubborn, stand up fight WITH a
SINGLE EXCEPTION, borne in MEM
DRY and recalled of all, will probably
be inscribed on the scroll by the fu-
ture Muse of history. The hand grasp
of goodwill and sympathy instructive
ly goes forth to such a leader, such a
cause, and such a people. Especially
is such spasmodic outgush to be look
ed for from those who have lately
filled a somewhat analogous and cor
relative position, whom lying knaves
and senseless fools, and pension pa
triots, would fain hold up by cowardly
inuendo as rebels and traitors. Was
Davis traitor?" Such is the heart
felt need of praise impulsive assign
ed this man his cause and his peo-
pie. And yet candor compels the adj
mission, that the fight once being on
in earnest, between these two obsti-
nate, stiff necked, liberty-loving peo-
pies, my heart goes out to my kin.
But apart from sentimental clanship
AMI blood bond, there is more cogent
reason far for such seeming bias
England stands as she has ever stood
the only reliable rock-ribbed break
water between constitutional liberty
and continental despotism. She stands
today as she stood nearly q century
ago when arrayed, to all intents,
against a continent in arms under the
lead of embodied despotism and super
lative capacity for command. Unless
all political induces are at fault and
finger boards awry, there would soon
be reduplication of that state of af-
fairs, barring possibility of leader
ship, if she had failed in this her
supremest effort. in this antipodal
field of action. Even leaving out of
count that such conflict, soon or
late would almost inevitably have
drawn us in, we can put take sides.
Whilst yielding to none in admiration
of the patriotism and heroism of the
low Dutchland folks, the birthland of
Orange and Nassau, of Egmont and
Horn, and of the De Wits and Won
Tromps; there is nevertheless another
land that naturally appeals to our
love and sympathy far more. Its
OUR birthland, as it was of Wicllliff,
and Hampden and Sir Thomas More /
and Cromwell, and Latimer, and |
and Milton and the two
Pitts, highest types these of SUI
premest manhood. It's the natal land |
too and more the nursery and abiding
place of modern civil liberty. With |
all of her faults, and like her oldest
she has many, still in every |
grave emergency not Involving self |
and homeland, the heart throbs of her
descendants wherever found are nigh
tY apt to beat in unison with those |
OF the aforesaid little island, whose
highest need of praise is, lever true
to herself, and to freedom.
Such it is safe to assume is the
natural outcrop of feeling in this
much to be deplored and most unfor-
tunate strife. Abstract sympathy,
all must feel for brave old Kruger,
and his sturdy followers; but the dire
possibilities attendant upon Britain's
failure, not only for this age, but for
ages to come, must give us pause, if
not complete reversal Of wish. If |
have after much reading, and no lit
tie reflection, weighed this the great
est of all races Alright, the decision
is here inscribed, and it is that the
Anglo Saxon, of which God be p1ais-
ed we are a part. is preordaiDed to
control the destinies of this petty
sphere not only for our little day, but
for many cycles of time to come.
Yea, brothers. its heaven-blessed
privilege to have sprung of this great
world ruling and by the world respect
ed race of men, if one is only self re-
speeding enough to appreciate it. And
yet incredible as it NAV sound. there
really be some who set so little value
on this glorious birthright. that they
barter it with rs. little compunction
as did Esau his for a belly full of
beans, for paltry office and a
harlequin leadership of some of Mr.
Krugers old neighbors by descent
perhaps from Congo, Ashantee, or
Dahomey. The great CULVER saw
lures, but it may be doubted if any
as extraordinarily opinion defiant as
these, setting at naught the laws of
nature and of natures God, in their
mad rush for ephemeral place in
which to exploit themselves to the dis
gust of decency. were ever seen.
Our good old mother tongue, ex-
pressive as it is, can supply no fitting
term of loathing for such putrid de-
generacy of the greatest of all the
tribes of the sons of Adam. In heav-
ems name is it not high time for the
great body of good white men to shake
off the shackles of such misleading
leaders. and to proclaim themselves,
WHITE MEN for time and eternity?
Yours truly,
w. j. GREEN.