Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1924-06-28

arrach great weight to their argu-
ments. Whatever differences, what
ever perils exist for us in the world
will come anyway, whether we oppose
or support the court. l am one of
those who believe we would be safer
and that we would be meeting our
duties better by supporting it and
making every possible use of it. I
feel confident that such action would
make greater America, that it would
be productive of higher and finer
national spirit and of more COM
plete national life"
Ninety-six per cent of our govern
ment expenditures is for war, past,
present and future. The great War
College, brooding over Washington
Barracks, studying the economic re-
sources of the great nations of the
world and our military course in case
OF war with any one or more of them,
is warning that the problem of in
ternational cooperation must be un-
dertaken and solved.
"The great poet of the present is
the great prophet of the future, and
liz 1912, 50 years ago, my young
friends will remember that Lord Ten
nyson, speaking through his poem,
Locksley Hall, foresaw aerial and
gas warfare followed by League of
Peace:
"For / dipt into the future, far as
human eye could see,
Saw the Vision of the world, and all
the wonder that would be;
Saw the heavens fill with commerce,
argosies of magic sails,
Pilots of the purple twilight, drop
ping down with costly bales;
Heard the heavens fill with shouting,
and there rain'ed a CHASTITY dew
From the nations airy navies Crap
ping in the central blue;
Far along the worldwide whisper of
the south wind rushing warm,
With the standards of the peoples
plunging thro' the thunder
storm;
Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer,
and the battle Gags were
furl'd
In the Parliament of man, the Fed
Grafton of the world,
There the common sense of most shall
hold fretful realm in awe,
And the kindly earth shall slumber,
lapt in universal law"
About this time, seven years ago;
the stars looked down upon a strange,
new flag of war crossing the broad
Atlantic. 1t landed in France, it
passed through Paris and on to
Chateau Thierry, Belleau Wood, and
Verdun. This flag always advanced,
never went back; and at night the
Angel came close to the sleeping
doughboy and whispered - "What
flag is this? This is not the Lion of
England, or the Great Bear of Russia
or the Eagle of Germany, or the Tri-
color of France, or the Dragon of ia
pan-we have seen thees flags thru
the ages on many a stricken field
but this flag that always advances,
and never goes back, what flag is this
with it's flowing stripes of red and
white and its stars of silver on a blue
field" And the boy whispers in his
sleep: "Why, this is a war to end
ward the stripes of crimson speak Of
the blood of the youth of the world
who, through the ages, have been
sacrificed on the altar of human lib
erty, and sometimes on the altar of
human ambition; the field azure is
the dome of Heaven, and the stars
are the stars of hope"
Fifty thousand of these boys will
sleep forever on alien soil; more than
hundred thousand more are back, it
is true, but back to carry with them
the devastating marks of war thru
all the years of their lives to come;
the backs Of our people are bowed
down by an additional debt burden of
twenty-five thousand million dollars
due to this warts all this sacrifice
to be in vain, or shall the stars of
silver on the field azure of the flag of
America symbolic the Stars of Eter-
nal Peace?