Omaha daily bee., 1908-07-22
JAPOPHOBE RUNS RAMPANT
Declares Flag of Mikado Will Sur.
mount City Hall in 1911.
DARK PICTURE FOR UNCLE SAM
By His Word Portrayal of the linz
PendinE Doom of America He
Drives Aged Listener
Away Trembling.

The dogs of war are upon us. Gone Is
the white winged dove Of peace and its
place usurped by the fierce eagle, ready 10
perch upon the standards Of the countless
legions advancing to bloody battlefields.
Let plows and pruning hooks be beaten
into swords and bayonets. The long-ex-
pected, long-dreaded day Of. conflict be-
tween Japan and the United States is at
hand.
A small man with a fierce look on his sal
low, stubble-bearded face, sat in front Of
the Paxton hotel Tuesday noon and demon
strated the great Anglo-Japanese conflict
is not only certain. but imminent. The small
man had come from a lunch establishment
and had taken undisputed possession Of a
comfortable chair in front Of the hotel.
where he fell into revery while he picked
his teeth in democratic fashion. A vacant
chair next to lin was taken presently by
an old man with a cane. The old mans
face expressed benevolence, good will and
a certain tlmidity, A fringe OF. soft white
hair stuck out from under the black felt
hat, drawn far down on his head. He
looked doubtfully at the fierce little man
before he sat down, as though fearing he
might object.
The old man had scarcely seated himself
comfortably when the other broke the 81
lence.
Jap Flag Over City Hall.
You'd be surprised, wouldn't you, IL I
was to state that the Jap flag'H be flying
over that city hall before January 1, l91t?'
he began.
The old man locked up with a surprised
expression in his mild blue eyes. But
he said nothing and the other continued:
The yellow peril's going to sweep over
this country like wild fire. The Japs arc
preparing and putting out their men in
every city an town in this country. Then
at a signal from the Meikahdo they're
going to strike. And where'n we be them"
The old man made no reply but looked
flxedly at the Japcphobe.
In Toxic the order has been issued
that every boy over 7 years old shall have
military education" continued the latter.
The factories are running night and day
turning out arms and powder. They're
shipping 'em secretly to the little yellow
men In the Philippines, the Hawaiian
Islands and in this country. They've got
enough ships to bring a million men all IN
one trip to the shores of the United States.
And what'd our measly little army do
against a million even II they was only
Japs? I know what I'm talking about, I
do"
Old Man Gets On.
He paused to facilitate probing for a re-
mote and refractory particle of his recent
meal and the old man exclaimed:
Dear, dear, this is awful"
The Japophobe sliced upon the word.
Awful! I should guess it is awful. Our
wives and children murdered, ourselves
made slaves to the Mongolians, our houses
and institutions torn down, our cities
ruined, our fields devastated. Awfull I
guess it is.
The old mans hands were shaking. d.
Il guess l must be getting along"
he said, in a voice that trembled. He rose
with some difficulty from the chair, faced
about in the direction in which he wished
10 go and tottered off, muttering: Dear,
dear, this is terrible"
The sallow little trouble-maker spent a
few moments in the polite occupation Of
exploring his molar interstices for frag-
ments Of food and then, looking at a large
silver watch which he drew up by means
of a brass chain from the depths of a
pocket In his rusty vest, he hurried across
the street and down a stairs into a base
ment, where he quickly metamorphosed
from an authority on international con-
flicts and interracial wars to the humble
but useful occupation of throwing slack
coal into a boiler furnace.