The Republican journal., 1914-01-15

US today a floating population, people
without aim or ambition.
They are broken loose from human
society. They are to society what
meteoric dust is to the universe. We
should keep society kneaded together as
Moses did, and thus prevent this disinte-
grafton. 1t is rumored that soap box
orators in all our larger cities are teach
ing disloyalty and anarchy to large audi
ences of unnaturalized foreigners. This
baneful influence might be essily over
come by the public school and church
were it not for the shiploads of recruits
with which their ranks are continually
increased.
We pride ourselves on our free institu-
tions, but why should we abandon those
institutions to foreign people, who
trample in the dust those sacred prin-
ciples for which our forefathers fought.
We have not only this foreign horde to
contend with but we have native born
American women teaching our children
that man has no right to property, that
the earth is the Lords and the fullness
thereof.
Therefore no man has any rights not
possessed by every other person. This
principle leads to the fact that man
with a family has no rights whatever
because he is outnumbered and outvoted
by his family. Last week there were
eight divorces and only five marriages in
the city of Portland, Oregon.
: We have got long way from the
ideal society established by Moses. From
the contemplation of foes from within
and foes from without threatening to
engulf our nation it is refreshing to
pause to consider the enclosed poem con-
tributed to the Christmas number of
1.-THE Morn" by student of the Oregon
State Normal School. GEO. M. COLE.
Monmouth, Oregon, Dec. 10, 1918.
TO THE CHRISTMAS STAR.
Beautiful emblem Of peace and light,
Cleaning on us from afar;
Shedding thy radiance through the night,
Our glorious Christmas Star.
Faithful shepherds who lived long ago,
Watching at night in the dell,
Rested beside the sweet waters flow,
Under thy mystical spell.
High in the heavens the angels song
At first filled their hearts with fear;
Soon the glad anthems echoing long,
Brought to their souls new cheer.
Thou guiding star, one bright angel said,
Would lead them to where Christ lay;
Not in a mansion they'd find his bed,
But piilowed among the hay.
Quickly the shepherds left all their sheep,
And cheerfully followed thee.
Through the lands that were still wrapped
in sleep;
Longing their Savior to see.
If we had lived on that Christmas night,
And had seen thy beams SO fair,
We'd followed. too, with joy and delight,
O! if we could have been there.
Surely our hearts can follow each year
Thy song of peace and good will.
And spread abroad the message Of cheer;
Bright Christmas Star, guide US still.
FRANCES BENNETT.
Monmouth. Oregon, Dec. 1913.
THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS.
While shepherds were watching their hocks.
In that country over the sea.
An angel brought them q message.
A message for you and for me.
This was the theme Of his story.
As told in that night long ago,
Good will to men, to God glory.
The shepherds listened below.
Peace then to US IL the message,
On earth peace, true love and good will
II we've the spirit Of Christmes
These precepts We must fulfill.
Love must 60 out to our neighbour,
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