The Coconino sun., 1917-06-08

servitude, to work out this exacting toll, for our National apathy. It may be that Bill Hohenzollern has in mind to do us a Cyclopean favor. Some of you may not recall just what a Cyclopean favor is. We'll, when Ulysses was returning from the siege of ancient Troy, he was ship-wrecked with his crew on an is- land inhabited by Cyclopes, huge monster in human form, probably not quite as tall as some of your Flag staff pines, and he had only one eye, and that was in the center of his | forehead.
 He lived in a cave on this island. and Ulysses and his sailors unsus- pectingly wandered in Old Cyclopes then rolled a huge stone to the en- trance and they were prisoners at his mercy. He began to devour-eat alive-one sailor each day. To appease his anger and probably pave the way for his own escape, Ulysses presented the monster with a goat skin of wine. This the cannibal drank, and under it's exhilarating influence told Ulysses that he was going to do him favor. Ulysses, hoping that it meant his re- lease, inquired eagerly what it might be. q have decided to eat you last" responded the Cyclopes.
 Emperor Bill probably means to eat his European enemies one by one and then sail across the sea and eat us last! Will he do it? fancy the memories of right minded Americans reverting to Lexington, and Concord and Bunker Hill and Yorktown, and later to Gettysburg, yes, and to Ap- pomattox, and hear united chorus of No! which re-echoes from the At lantic to the Pacific.
 When I think of the peace-at-any- price advocates in America, I blush for my countrymen. These men and women who seek the blessings and demand the protection of the most beautiful Flag that floats, and then when danger threatens the life of the Republic which alone can help that Flag-aloft, deny it their poor service, and turn and lend aid and comfort to the enemy, remind me of one of Lin coln's quaint stories.
 It was told in Washington during our civil war. Lincoln was having trouble with his cabinet, esecially his Secretary of War. The Emancipation Proclamation was the crux. A friend of the Great Emancipator called one day just after the cabinet session had adjourned. He met Stanton and an- other member, leaving the meeting. On entering the White House he found Mir. Lincoln walking up and down, his hands locked behind him and sardonic smile wreathing that sad, benign contenance of his.
 "Mr. President" queried his friend, twill you tell me what can make you smile at this terrible hour, when the weight of the Republic rests almost ex- clusively upon your shoulders alone?"
 "Did you see those two men leaving as you arrived?" queried Mir. Lincoln in response. "Yes," answered the friend.
 "They remind me-" began Lincoln, "of an incident that happened at our country school down in Illinois, the winter I attended it few months. We had to line ups just before the school was dismissed in the afternoon and read a chapter from the Bible, starting at the head of the line and taking the verses Seriatim, from one pupil to another. It happened one afternoon that we had the chapter from the Old Testament, relating how the three Hebrew children: Shodroc, Meshac and Abednego, were cast into