The Washington times., 1921-12-11

ginning . Horcul0an Orem3 OF inc
races. We arc at the prologue Of
the tragedy Of continents.
Small men have tried to belittle
by feeble words, ad usum Delphini.
the elementary powers Of historic
are about to crush them.
No disarmament mockery will be
able to turn aside the formidable
events which are preparing. Com
batants will spring from the soil
like In the ancient myth. assuring
more violent and more bloody COM
bats.
Color Against Color.
Civilization against civilization.
pride against pride. color against
color. After centuries and CEN
turtles of domination which are
without contrast, after centuries
and centuries Of absolute rule. the
white man finds obstructing his
path to supremacy the inevitable
yellow man. He finds him equipped
with the white mans own instru-
ments, own weapons, own science
all that the white mans genius has
invented and still invents to i'm
pose and perpetuate servitiude.
The struggle II Inevitable. We
must look destiny In the face. We
must DO equal to our rate. Thoro
Is no historic fact comparable In
greatness to tho AsiAtic rosurroc-
ton, to the sudden rojuvenati0n Of
tho sacred Orient's toeming mil
lions.
Silent and forbidden empires waks
at contact with Western civilization
and prepare to launch their yellow
masses against the West
Extraordinary Change.
Since tho tempest wrecked the
Portuguese ship Mendss on the
coasts Of Japan. since Commodore
Perry dropped tho anchors Of his
two frigates in Yedo bay. the peo-
pie Of the Rising Sun have shown
tho most extraordinary transforms
ton ever recorded.
Their immobility in the face Of
fate has changed to . tumult OF
greatness. They are insatiably de-
voured by pride of race and the
spirit Of predominance. Having
conquered the Son of Heaven and
the Slavic Caesar and having OBJ
tanned the coveted alliance with
England. today they aspire only to
conquest.
Organized and frightened into an
impenertable unity. they aim not
only at the lordship Of Asia but
of the whole Pacific. Knowing all
the white men who are strong.
they initiate and complicate the
derivatives Of that strength.
Freedom OF Asia
In their silent design In the total
freedom OF Asia
Their fiat noses scent the winds
of Asia from India, Indo-China,
Persia, Malaysia, and from all the
Archipelagoes Of the great ocean.
This is a truth fit for dedication
to the shade Of Commodore Perry.
remembering that the japanese
dedicated to him in 1901 a splendid
monument celebrating his landing
as the solemn date Of their ma
tional transformation and rebirth.
Sometimes history lights ironical-
ly the margin of her most notable
pages. Does the gesture Of Charles
Hughes mean the abdicatiOn OF
American power, tho sacrifice OF
the steel dreadnaughta ut the very
altar Of Perry's wooden frigates.
erected when they opened Japan
to the wOrlds
Had Five Heads.
Doubtless the old commodore
would remember the devil Mahidis,
of Eastern mythology, who had five
heads. Like the council at Wash
ington. who with his five heads
composed five different songs. One
of these songs was called the
Song Of Ihupuck." 1t was never
sung by anyone because whoever
sang 1t persisted by fire.
One day 1t was Akbar's within
to hear the ardent song. He sent
for the most learned tenor-not
called Lloyd George, but named
Naik Gopaul-and told him: Sing
me the song OF Ihupuck."
The tenor voice paled, and sup
plicated his sovereign to spare him,
but Akbar was inexorable. 30
Naik 'Gopaul returned home. made
his will, embraced his beloved, said
farewell to all he loved on earth
and returned to his emperor.
Supplications in Vain.
Again applications were in vain.
II was winter time and the ponds
were frozen over. Naik Gopaul
bored a hole in the ice, descended
into the water to his throat and then
began to sing.
AZ the second verse the water was
warm. At the third verse 1t was
boiling like a pot and the singer was
scalded like a fish In a saucepan.
But the Emperor commanded him
to finish the song.
Naik Gopaul continued to sing.
His face grew like live Goals and his
hair threw out sparks. At the last
verse of the song the flames burst
from the singers mouth, ears and
eyes. and the fire devoured him In
the midst of the astonished water.
'There are ponds and ponds, says
Commodore Berry, smilingiy. There
are tenors and tenors. But even u
the old magicians' meeting In Wash.
ington succeeded In Transforming
the Pacific ocean into an inviolable
field of Ice, there would always be
a hole somewhere In the middle for