The Marietta journal and courier., 1917-12-28
REVIL. PENS EPISTLES
TO KAISER WILHELM.
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flame had kindled. Recent history
proves how well our work was done.
1t broke your royal mothers heart,
but ! gained my purpose.
''The inherited disease of the Ho-
henzollerns killed your father, just
as it will kill you, and you became the
ruler of Germany and a tool of mine
sooner than expected.
"To assist you and further hasten
my work I sent you three evil spirits,
Nietzsche, Treitschke and later Bern
hardi, whose teachings inflamed the
youths of Germany, who in good
time would be willing and loyal sub
iects and eager to spill their blood
and pull your chestnuts, yours and
mine; the spell has been perfect
you cast your ambitious eyes toward
the Mediterranean, Egypt, India and
the Dardanelles and you began your
great railway to Bagdad, but the am
sbitious archduke and his more ambi-
tious wife stood in your way. 1t
was then that | sowed the seed in
your heart that blosomed into the as
sassination of the duke and his wife,
and all hell smiled when it saw how
cleverly you saddled the crime on to
Servia. | saw you set sails for the
fiords of Norway and | knew you
would prove an alibi. How cleverly
done, so much like your noble grand
father, who also secured an assassin
to remove old King Frederick of Den
mark, and later robbed that country
of two provinces that gave Germany
an opportunity to become a naval
power. Murder is dirty work, but it
takes a Hohenzolern to make way
and get by.
'Your opportunity was at hand;
you set the world on fire and bells of
hell were ringing; your rape on Bel
gium, caused much joy, it was the be-
ginning, the foundation of perfect
hell on earth, the destruction of no
bic cathedrals and other infinite work
of art was hailed with joy in the in
fernal regians. You made war on
friends and foe alike and the murder
of civilians showed my teachings had
borne fruit. Your treachery toward
neutral nations fastened a universal
upheavel, the thing | most desired.
Your under-sea warfare is a master
stroke; from the smallest mackeral
pot to the great Lusitania you show
no favorites AS war lord you
stand supreme for you have no mer-
cy; you have no consideration for the
baby clinging to it's mothers breast
as they both go down into the deep
together, only to be torn apart and
leisuerly devoured by sharks down "a
mong the corals.
81 have strolled over the battle
fields of Belgium and France. | have
seen your hand of destruction every
where; it's all your work, super-fiend
that | made you. | have seen the
fields of Poland; now wilderness fit
for prowling beasts only; no merry
children in Poland now; they all sue
cumbed to frost and starvation
drifted down into Galicia where for
merly Jews and Gentiles lived happily
together; | found but ruins and ash
es; | felt curious pride in my pupil
for it was all above my expectation.
! was in BelgiumIwhen you drove the
peaceful population before you like
cattle into slavery, you separated man
and wife and forced them to hard
labor in the trenches. l have seen
the most fiendish rape committed
on young women and those who were
forced into maternity were curslng
the father of their offspring and |
began to doubt if my inferno was
really up-to-date.
''You have taken millions of dol
lars from innocent victims and called
it indemnity; you have lived fat on
the land you usurped and sent the
real owners away to starvation. You
have strayed away from all legalized
war methods and introduced code
of your own. You have killed and
robbed the people of friendly ma
tions and destroyed their property,
You are liar, hypocrite and bluff
fer of the highest magnitude. You
are a pard of mine and yet you pose
as a personal friend of God. All,
Wilhelm, you are wonder. You
wantonly destroy all things in your
path and leave nothing for coming
generations.
81 was amazed when l saw you
form a partnership with the impos-
sible Turk, the chronic killer of Chris
tions, and you a devout worshipper
in the Lutherin Church. l confess,
Wilhelm, you are puzzle at times,