The Farmington times. (Farmington, St. Francois County, Mo.) 1905-1926, 1918-05-31
(By Tressler Long.)

man rush-outs for conquest ever since
the year 102 B. C. when vast multi
tude Of barbarians, the number and
strength seemed incredible, burst from
the dark brumal forest of the un-
known north, and swept down like a
devouring flame upon the cultivated
fields and fair cities of Italy.
That horde of wild beasts which
Rome conquered after desperate bat
ties was the same German horde we
are now struggling to drive back
within their own borders.
German nature has not changed in
1000 years.
He is today as he was in the be-
ginning, a spume- ficcked boar, wor-
Shipping brutality; reverencing tyran-
ny; hating and destroying with Mae
mad fury the civilization which is Of
fensive to him, and the honor which
he cannot understand; frantic to
charge, crush, kill and stamp into
the earth the art and institutions
which madden his envy.
And the envy of the stupid has but
one vent-to destroy! destroy! De-
STROY!
The following song found recently
on captured German soldiers is no
Goth Century song. 1t was there at
the first battle of the Marine, 1000
years ago, in thought, word and creed
the same as at the battle. of the
Marine in 1914.
"Sons of Germany, to arms. For
ward. This is the hour of joy and
glory;
ooh, artilleryman of ours, the
mighty cannon, your invulnerable
brother, is calling you. Was he not
made to renew the world?
ooh, riflemen of ours, see. You are
conquering force. Even unto death
let there be nothing to constrain you.
"Wheresoever you turn, you enter;
wheresoever you enter is Germany.
"0h, horsemen of ours, spur, rear,
sweep all away before you. Your
will, spur of your horse, is like winged
victory. That timid flesh (you tram
pie under FOOT is made to fatten the
fields that shall be yours and your
sons.
"Sons of Germany, to arms! The
great hour is here!
life does not end; it passes and
changes without cease. The life of
the vanquished is absorbed by the vic
tor; the life of the slain belongs to
the slayer. See, then, how you can
gather upon the breast of your sa-
cred fatherland the life of all the
world!
"Stoop not to effeminate pity for
women and children. Often the son
of the vanquished was afterwards vic
tor. What is victory worth if to-
morrow comes revenge? What father
would you be if you killed your enc
my and left alive his SOM
"Sons of Germany, to arms! For
ward! Smite! Skater! Overthrow!
Pierce and lay waste! Burn!
kill Kill! Kill!
"The road of glory lies open before
us!"
The round-head German is as dis
tinct a creature as wolf. His in
stincts cannot be civilized, no more
than the wolf be civilized.
Most other races of mankind are
long-heads. From them has come all
the wisdom, inventions, discoveries
and great deeds, all art and all knowl-
edge of the past 5000 years.
The round-head, the blood German,
has made no progress, except what he
has stolen, since he first peered over
the Alps, and saw the fruited slopes
of the Mediterranean, and the sun
light flashing from the pearly temples
of Athens and the golden domes of
Rome.
Those inhabitants of Germany dis
tinguished for good works are long
heads, foreigners, sprung from alien
races; and they-knowing the round
head-condemn him thus:
1.-THE Prussians are cruel by nature;
civilization will make them ferocious."
Goethe.
1.-THE Prussians' nature has made
them stupid; science will make them
wicked. lifeline.
An eminent scientist finds that
about 10 per cent of the inhabitants
are long-heads and intelligent.
The remaining 80 per cent arc
round-heads, so stupid that they be-
lieve and adore such challatan BIAS
phemy as this from the mouth of the
present Kaiser-bcing his proclama-
tion in 1914:
"The spirit of the Lord has descend
ed upon me because ! am Emperor
of the Germans! ! am the instrument
of the Almighty. am His sword,
His agent.
"Woe and death to all those who
shall oppose my will!
"Woe and death to those who do not
believe in my mission!
"Woe and death to the towards!
"Let them perish, all the enemies
of the German people! God demands
their destruction; God who by my
mouth bids you do his will"
And this is their echo of his words;
"God has chosen the German peo-
pie to be wrought into an engine OF
destruction for there is God
who loves the savage onslaught"
The round-heads propagate fast, as
vermin do. Every few years they
burst forth in blood-thirsty dragon
age, attempting the conquest of the
world. Again and again defeated
routed, melted like hailstones in the
sun, the broken fragment Of then
army drags itself back across the
Rhine. and there produces its kind In