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COULD AMERICA LIVE ALONE? AT THE LEVEE

ON THE DICTATORSHIP THE WAR-MAKERS MAN’S FOUR-FOOTED FRIEND THE DOG NOTES ON NEWS ARMAGEDDON

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Vol. XV - No. 389 August 15, 1934

CONTENTS

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LABOR AND ECONOMICS

Could America Live Alone ? . . 707

Disposition of Triple Taxes . . . 722

Prayers for Bountiful Harvests , 727

SOCIAL AND EDUCATIONAL

Judge Rutherford at Toronto . . 720 “Whom Satan Hath Bound-’ . . 720 Staged Fights Between Animals . 720 The Cry of Despair.....720

At Strafford-le-Bow.....720

Jailing the Unemployed .... 723

Creek Priest's Bitter Complaint . 727

FINANCE—COMMERCE—TRANSPORTATION

What Guarantee Companies Forgot 721 “Unexplained Loss of Gold’’ . . 721

In Year of Bank Holiday . . . 721

The Bankers’ Dole

Twelve Billions of Monetary Gold 721

New York’s Richest Families . . 721

POLITICAL—DOMESTIC AND FOREIGN

At the Lexer

Remarks on the Dictatorship . 711

The War-Makers

The Government's Horses . . . 722

Constitution Set Aside .... 722

Peace-loving America .... 722

Latvia Goes Fascist .... 735

AGRICULTURE AND HUSBANDRY

Man's Four-footed Friend

—the Doo........714

Submarginal Lands of the West . 723

The Hi-Bred Corn Company . . 723

Canned Hay Cuts Down Fire Risks 723 ?Jore Pests than Usual This Year . 723 AAA Denounced as Failure . . 723

SCIENCE AND INVENTION

Possibility of Cheap Hydrogen . 724

Fog Camera a Success .... 724

Ozonosphere and Ultra-Violet Rays 724

New Wrinkle in Photolithography 724

Accurate Sculptures by Photography 724

Facts About Big Telescope . . 724

HOME AND HEALTH

British Insane Asylums Not Ideal 725 How Did This Truth Got Out? . 725 “No Deleterious Effect on Tobacco” 725 Tuna in Aluminum Cans . . . 725 Lemon Juice on the Toothbrush . 725

TRAVEL AND MISCELLANY

Preaching Gospel by Machine . . 726 Canadian Radio Commission . . 726 Scottish Radio Beacon .... 726

RELIGION AND PHILOSOPHY

“Function of the Church” . . 727 Soul Lotteries in Mexico . . . 728 “Church” Again Controls Spain . 728 “Holy Year” Ends with

Thunderstorm ......728

Better Luck if They Ilad Not Lied 728

Armageddon........729

Lord's Coming to His Temple . 730

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Volume XV Brooklyn, N. Y., Wednesday, August 15, 1934 Number 389

Could America Live Alone?

WITH AN EXPLANATION OF THE DOUGLAS SOCIAL CREDIT PROPOSALS (Reprinted from the Sydney, New South Wales, New Era)

SPEAKING at St. Kilda, the minister for customs (Mr. White) said that “the crash in the United States had been caused by a high protection policy. To think that any nation could live alone was a fallacy.”

Any self-contained nation like the United States not only could live alone, but could live remarkably well. Does Mr. White suggest that if all the other nations of the earth, following a contraction of the earth’s crust, were submerged under the sea—with all their troubles and bankers—the United States would perish?

No doubt our cousins would miss their poor relations and the happy hunting grounds of Europe so dear to American tourists, but apart from this loss, the fact that America was thrust upon its own resources, without any international complexities, or the senseless clamor for export markets, would be more in the nature of an economic God-send to the American people.

They would then, at least, have a reasonable chance of settling down to enjoy all that America could produce, instead of giving it away to other nations in the form of overseas investments for which the American people receive worthless pieces of paper in return.

The world crisis is due, chiefly, to one cause: a shortage of purchasing power. Of everything else there is abundance.

This shortage comes about because it is impossible for any industry to pay out sufficient purchasing power to cover the cost of the goods it produces. This is true of all industries.

The use of labor-saving machinery increases the shortage of purchasing power.

The only way this chronic shortage can be remedied is by the nation’s taking over the control and issue of all money. The control of money is the constitutional right of the Crown, but the private banks have usurped this right. The banks do not, as is popularly supposed, lend deposits. They create credit. In fact, all the money in the community has its origin in a debt to the banks. Banks being the only source of money, the community is obliged to borrow for all its needs and to pay interest, a factor which puts the State, companies and industries into increasing indebtedness to the banking system, giving rise to a colossal interest burden. Ninety-nine percent of money is bank-created money, created as a debt against the community’s assets.

The Douglas Proposals simply involve that the nation should reassert its right to the ownership and control of money, and that money (bank credit) should be issued to expand or contract with production and consumption. This credit will be issued, debt free, to the limit of the nation’s productive capacity, thus effecting an equation between money and production. AVhat it can produce in real credit—goods and services—will be the limit of its creation of financial credit. This cannot be done, particularly in a machine age, without recognizing the principle of consumer credit. The wide and widening disparity between production and purchasing power can be bridged only by consumer credit, and to this end the Douglas Proposals involve the payment of a national dividend to every man, woman and child, and a just price discount of at least 25 percent on all purchases made.

Always remember that money is a costless creation, and provided it is issued and canceled scientifically, in the manner proposed by Major C. H. Douglas, there can be no repetition of the evils of inflation or deflation.

Under these Proposals a proper system of national accountancy would be put into operation, whereby financial credit (money) will balance with real credit (goods and services).

Put in another way, the Douglas Proposals provide:

1. That the cash credits of the population of any country shall be at any moment collectively equal to the collective cash prices of the goods for sale in that country, and such cash credits shall be canceled on the purchase of the goods for consumption.

2. That the credits required to finance production shall be supplied, not from savings, but be new credits relating to new production.

3. That the distribution of cash credits to individuals shall be progressively less dependent upon employment. That is to say that the dividend shall progressively replace the wage and salary.

The Douglas Proposals would create a bountiful prosperity within a few months of their legislative adoption. Taxation would rapidly become a thing of the past—an unpleasant memory. The death-knell of interest and usury would be sounded. The burden of national and industrial indebtedness would be removed. Human poverty and the dark fears of economic insecurity would give place to a new era of abundance, with security, leisure, and culture for all.

(We print the foregoing because of its reasonableness, but with no idea that anything on earth would induce the banks to surrender their grip on the windpipe of the people. Before they would let go they would cheerfully see the earth and everything in it, including themselves and their families, go up in smoke, dissolve into thin air and disappear for ever. Those who are giving their time and strength to putting forward the Douglas Proposals could put them to much better use by devoting them to the earth-wide proclamation of God’s kingdom as the one and only hope of the world.—Ed.)

At the Levee

By the author of "Ode to the Milkman”

ASCRIBE in the household of Nebuchadnezzar is expected to attend to that gentleman’s needs while “spreading himself” at his state functions, and, though every flare of glory appeals to one as stage decorations (gold paint over cardboard, so aptly characterized as “trash”; “shoddy,” to the stage hands), still “the play must go on”, they say.

The rulers are actors, decked in gaudy tinsel which amuses childish minds: each one strutting out on the stage enjoys playing “toy soldiers” in the parade, not yet grown out of the thrill we all enjoyed as kidlets that “I’m the king of the castle, and you're the dirty rascal”.

Behind the “works” are the stage hands, the “razorbacks”, in this scene officially known as “deputies” and “secretaries”, etc.

To please their own infantile dignity and the people, the scene must be well laid; little oversights will be patched up by the news reporters so that the news of the “king's doings” are properly dolled up before the people. “And my people love to have it so.”

It is at these functions that the inherent animal quality in man asserts itself, and he finds excuse for trying to decorate himself with more show than the female of the species, as is universally found among animals and birds.

The Levee in question is staged each year by the governor general of Canada in the Senate chamber. It occurs on New Year’s day. On that

(secretary to a high government official)

occasion the governor general assumes his best uniform, medals and decorations, and all the superlative (and superfluous) adjectives before and after his name. He is attended by his secretary and several aides-de-camp, which, being translated, means more big children who love soldier uniforms with more superabounding adjectives before and after their names.

Before “His Excellency” pass all the officers of state dolled up in uniforms, which, if worn on “Alain Street” would be prima facie evidence of walking “delirium tremens”, “infantile paralysis” of the brain or insanity. Similar uniforms, I believe, are worn by some inmates of asylums for the insane who similarly delude themselves into believing that shiny colors and adjectives make great men. Likewise, these officials wear any names but those which designate the original child as its mother knew it. “The Right Honorable”— (here follows the alphabet in assorted combinations), just as if these added names changed the character to which they were appended, or made it more honorable.

Exceeding great care must be taken to see that each dignitary keeps his proper place in the order of precedence. One error in this regard might cause a worse explosion than throwing a copy of the Catholic Register and the Orange Sentinel into the same waste paper basket.

This order of officialdom is called a “Table of Precedence”. First come the lieutenant governors of the provinces, then the prime minister, then archbishops and bishops according to seniority, then the moderator of the Presbyterian church and the general superintendent of the Methodist church. Members of the Dominion cabinet follow, then the chief justice of Canada, members of the Privy Council, the speakers of the Senate and House of Commons, the prime ministers of the provinces, etc. How the archbishops and bishops get in on this and still keep themselves “separate from the world” and their “garments unspotted” is beyond me!

At the present time the Catholic bishops are making pleasant facial contortions inside their broad phylacteries (which, being translated, means that they are “grinning up their sleeves”) because they are ahead of the Anglicans in their representation on the Table of Precedence. When they learn, as they will do, that the higher they climb in worldly precedence, the lower they fall in the Lord’s estimation, Anglicans will be more content with their enforced humility.

Some seven hundred people appeared before the governor general. The deputies and secretaries have first arranged about automobile accommodation for officialdom, the doors, the dress to be worn, the brass band, the guards, the reception, the cards of introduction, the wine, the cigars, and the doughnuts (the term “doughnuts” is borrowed from Canada’s aristocracy review, the Toronto Saturday Night. Will that paper kindly copy this paragraph and note that, on this occasion, the “doughnuts” were charged up to the “public”; unlike delegates to I.B.S.A. conventions, the guests didn’t bring their own “doughnuts” with them).

Students of mathematics should enjoy the “Levee” immensely; for they would see all sorts of “figures”. The uniforms are invariably tight-fitting. The colors and fit frequently emphasize bodily infirmities, or, should we say, encumbrances. Representing the normal man by the figure “1” or the letter “I”, in Windsor uniform a portly man looks like a figure “9” or, if his chest has slipped as far as his waistband, like a figure “6”, or, if the distribution of avoirdupois has been equal in all directions, a figure “0” from a front view and “D” from a side view. A victim of chronic indigestion, underweight, with an admiral’s hat on, would resemble the letter “T”.

Using the above-mentioned letters after the official’s name would, we suggest, give a more accurate introduction to the gentleman than his present title. For instance, the Honorable Partijob Hunter, K.C., O.B.E., would, without a photograph, be indistinguishable from any other official; but term him the Right Comfortable Partijob Hunter, O.D. (“0” representing a front view, and “D” a side view), and you could, at least, judge that he was past middle age, weighed 200 to 300 pounds (gross). It 'would be safe, too, to suggest that his skeleton nestled in three-ply rubber cushions (built for comfort, not speed) and that he could fill a chesterfield to overflowing, more or less.

Well, to get on with the show, the band gets seated in the corridor outside the Senate chamber. The leader is full weight, bald and shiny. The cornet players are mostly short of hair, and the drummers have imaginary mustaches (indicative of their intelligence, so phrenologists say); the trombone artists look serious and concentrating. At first sight one might think they were operating vacuum cleaners to mop the floor with instead of windpipes for inhaling flies off the chandelier. All the time they w’ere trying to slide their pipes under someone else’s chair, but either their arms weren’t long enough or they were afraid the pipe would come out and they couldn’t get it back in again. The looks on their faces suggested that their mentality followed their sliding pipes.

This band is called “the governor general’s footguards”. What they guard is hard to say, though the bandmaster’s contortions suggested he had had experience as a traffic cop or the governor general’s private street-car stopper.

So far, we have the band seated (though it is hard to keep the drummers down). The scenery is intended to be gorgeous, but falls short of that. The walls are massive stone, palace-like. A red carpet leads into the Senate chamber, sometimes called the “Red Chamber”. Inside, the uniforms are red and black, trimmed with gold and blue and, to a lesser extent, with silver and other colors.

Those calling to pay their respects to “His Excellency” have discarded their coats and hats in a room allotted to that purpose. Special rooms have been provided where the dignitaries of church and state may, in advance, don their gay uniforms. Each person has been informed that he is to equip himself with two cards having his name, clearly legible, thereon. As the long procession passes into the Chamber, the governor’s confidential messenger, duly informed, takes one card, scans the name, and, if you haven’t a beard (the kind that distinguishes the Bolsheviks from the venerable church patriarchs) or a bomb, permits you to pass. The second card is not required until the a.d.c. to “His Excellency-’ is reached. He takes the card, reads the name, hands it to a second a.d.c., who in turn hands it to the governor’s secretary who, at the proper time, announces “The Right Honorable the Prime Minister” or “His Grace the Archbishop of Flatbush”, or “The Reverend Bedlam A. Sylum”.

Personally, I was stuck to find a proper handle for the front of my name. I wasn’t “honorable”, nor old enough to be “reverend”. For that matter, looking into some of the political records of many admitted to the Levee it is hard to see where they were honorable either. That word “Grace”, too, sounded out of place. One always associates it with a “sweet sixteen”, not with a conscienceless, rotund, well-fed fleecer of the sheep. I did wonder whether “The Right Honorable John Jones, H.H.C.”, would look right. The Scriptures certainly indicate that “House-to-House Canvassing”, as I have done it, is a right honorable profession! However, one doesn’t insist on occasions like this.

Well, we pass these toy soldiers, any one of whom might, by the uninitiated, be mistaken for the governor himself. Then the great moment comes—actually to shake hands with the governor general. The thought of such a privilege at one time thrilled me. Now I get more kick out of meeting another who thinks with me of a new kingdom, and a better one.

“His Excellency” is a tall, slim gentleman, and, it must be said, is admirably suited to his position. Behind him, by this time, have gathered members of the Government, so that the picture looks more like a mediaeval king surrounded by courtiers than a modern government reception. On the other side of the room, opposite the governing group, Sir Henry Thornton, K.B.E., president of the Canadian National Railways, in uniform, stands head and shoulders, almost, above the group with him. All around the room hang beautiful, gorgeous paintings, illustrative of Canada’s share in the war. At the far end is the “Chair” or “Throne” from which the “Speech from the Throne” is read at the opening of Parliament. At present it is unoccupied save that two military men occupy seats at either side.

The governor talks pleasantly and, in his company, he is to be admired. Possibly iro one thing blinds the common people more to their condition of oppression and the rule of the adversary than that the adversary uses noble, honorable men as heads to maintain the system which holds the people in subjection. So often the inexperienced (but honest) “bolshevik” who can talk from the soap box so fluently about the “rich” and “oppression” is struck dumb when, for the first time, he actually meets those whom he preaches against, only to find that, instead of their being wicked “grafters”, their code of morals is as high as his own. He concludes that his preaching has been wrong somewhere, and is sidetracked himself into supporting what he previously opposed. This is the record of “reformers” for ages. Many Christian people make the same mistake. To work for a government official, and possibly admire some of his personal characteristics, to some means that one is deluded by the adversary into thinking he is “righteous” when, as they say, “all politicians are grafters.” Such a thought is wrong, for many otherwise “righteous” men are held, firmly bound by the system which oppresses them and which uses them to oppress others. If more people made sure of what they believed, they would be intelligent.

And now, after the governor general has wished us happiness and prosperity for the year, who can stop it? Personally, we pass on hurriedly to something more substantial, the doughnuts.

These are provided in a near-by room where, for once, distinguished and long-extinguished politicians together pick up sandwiches, olives and cake with champagne. I pick up a dainty sandwich, and get my glass filled—my conscience all the time tossed dizzily from one horn of a dilemma to the other: Will the Bible students who know me excommunicate me for a glass of champagne? or will the Toronto Saturday Night tell the public that I didn’t bring my own “doughnuts”?

All that is left now is the shouting. The press supplies this. The common people drink it all in—some young political, unsophisticated enthusiasts urge you to turn ’em out of office and ‘put a good government in’, if it costs too much, —but invariably they put in another that costs them more,

And, “my people love to have it so.”

Some Remarks on the Dictatorship By Louis T. McFadden

SPHERE are two things which a man must -L have if he is to be called a leader. He must be going some place and somebody must be following him. The gentlemen who appear as leaders on this floor are not leaders in any sense of the word. They do not lead. They follow. They do not hold the status of generals or colonels or majors or captains or even second lieutenants. They are corporals and file closers, whose only permitted function is to shout ‘‘Hep! Hep!” and pass the orders to this awkward squad which is not yet trained to the technique of the goosestep.

I am not making a partisan Republican speech. I was thrown out of the Republican party by the alleged leadership of that organization two years ago. I have had my own experiences with leadership. When I was "cast into the outer darkness’ by the leaders of the party of which I have been a member all my life, the Republican voters of my district went out into the shadows with me. After looking over their surroundings, the Democratic voters of my district followed their Republican neighbors and joined us in the wilderness of presidential disapproval. I was reelected on both Democratic and Republican tickets, and I hold my warrant as a member of this House from the people, and not from the parties of my district.

If I am partisan—and I may as well admit that I am—that partisanship is for the people whom I represent. 1 received their orders in November 1932. Those orders have never been countermanded, and I will follow them until they are countermanded by the people from whom I accepted them. I will take orders from no one else.

Franklin Delano Roosevelt received his orders on the same day that I received mine. The orders he is following today are not the orders he accepted than—and the orders he accepted then were drafted by himself in his campaign pledges and sealed with his inaugural oath. I do not know the source of the orders he is following today. I do not know that he is following either order or orders. He admits himself that he is trying first one course of procedure and then another in the hope of finding a good one. He has not presented to this body, to the Senate, or to the public any plan or any program of what he proposes to do with us.

He has shown but one of the qualifications of leadership. People are following him, but he does not know where he is going. I cannot follow him until I know his destination—not and keep my self-respect as a man and an American. Neither can the people of the United States.

The partisanship that you are creating is a partisanship that will align two opposing forces in this country—the people versus the Government. The American people are thoughtful and deliberate, but they always achieve decision in the end. When this extravaganza of experiment and expenditure, this blind stumbling in the face of disaster, shall have reached its inevitable climax, when all our alphabetical overlords shall have unified themselves into one mighty final set of initials, and those initials the fateful I.O.U., then, gentlemen of the majority, you will have partisanship. It will he partisanship based on bitterness and disillusionment.

Why is it that you fear debate ? Why is it that your leader answers no questions, gives no information, offers no chart or road map, but demands only unthinking obedience to ordeis which he himself cannot put into words ? Gentlemen of the majority, why do you sit silent and refuse to defend your course ’! Is it because that course has no defense—or is it because you do not know what the course is, nor whether there is any defense for it?

Gentlemen of the majority, these and many other moving fingers have penned the handwriting on this wall you have tried to build around the rights and privileges which you ask that we surrender to your leader.

For many years the affairs of this country were mishandled by self-styled financial experts who seized upon political power in the name of business. Their dishonesty of thought and method were the fabric of our disaster. The land rose and cried out against these men. You seized the public resentment as your opportunity and, by promising to it satisfaction for its wrongs, you won your way into power. You had a great opportunity. What did you do with it ?

You turned over the processes of government to the very same individuals who had wrecked us as financial experts, giving them barely time to change their clothes and rechristen themselves economic experts. You asked and secured unlimited executive power in the name of emergency and then turned that power over to the men you had denounced as criminals, giving them legal protection and unlimited use of the public funds to bring their personal ambitions to a profitable conclusion.

There is now before the proper committee of this body a resolution calling for a full investigation into the conduct of the radio business in the United States. I introduced that resolution in the last Congress, and it is still alive. No action has been taken upon it. Like many other matters pending before this Congress, no attention will be paid to it unless it has presidential approval. Will the administration get presidential approval of this?

Will the Rules Committee put that resolution upon its passage, and will the majority pass it and conduct a full and impartial investigation? No member of this Rouse who reads his mail can say that there is no public demand for such an investigation. You all know that there is, and you all know that the radio situation should be dealt with by Congress, and that without further delay.

I sometimes feel that all that this House is, now that we have abandoned the Constitution, and resolved ourselves into a rubber stamp, is a sounding board and, even at that, we are restricted lest that sounding board produce something which, in the judgment of the administration of this House, should not be heard.

I know now that nothing I say upon this floor will receive the compliment of attention from the majority. I am listed as a ‘'trouble-maker”, as a critic of all administrations, as one whose outlook upon life and affairs is through blue glasses.

That is not the truth. I am not against anyone, except as that person or group is against the interest of the public. I am a defender, not an assailant. I present my complaint against conditions to the House, fully and fairly in the Record, not by whispered innuendo or implied suggestion. I present my complaint, knowing that it will receive no attention from a majority which is blind because it will not see, which is deaf because it is forbidden to hear. I present my complaint so that it will be a matter of record.

Gentlemen of the majority, I might be one of you if I chose. I was elected to this House upon the Democratic as well as upon the Republican ticket. I cannot join you. You do not carry your power gracefully. You have yet to learn moderation. Power is like alcohol. A little raises one’s spirit to the heights. Too much puts body and soul in the gutter.

The War-Makers By P. E. Saddlemire

NINETEEN HUNDRED years ago, when our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ lived here on earth, He declared, “Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.” If the peacemakers are the children of God, then whose children are the warmakers ? The Scriptures lay down the rule that there are only two masters, Jehovah and Satan. If the peacemakers are the children of God, the war-makers are the children of the Devil.

And who are the war-makers? The war-makers are the generals and other leaders of the military armies of the earth. The war-makers are the great financiers and profiteers who have robbed their fellow men of home and health and happiness, and who have heaped up for themselves treasures for the last days. The warmakers are the crooked politicians who, when running for office, make many specious promises, but who, when once elected, never keep any promises made to the common people.

And the war-makers are also the hypocritical clergy of the denominational systems of the earth who stand up in their pulpits, one day in seven, and fraudulently claim to he the representatives of the Lord God Almighty, but who in fact are the representatives of the Devil.

All of these—the generals and other leaders of the military armies of the earth, the great financiersand profiteers, the crooked politicians, and the hypocritical clergy—are the ones who make war, who preach war, and who cause men to go to war, and are the Devil’s children.

And they are debarred by their own actions and words from denying the charges! The Scriptures lay down the rule, “By their fruits ye shall know them.” If a man shows the spirit of the Lord God, then it is to be taken for granted that such a man is on the side of the Lord. But if a man shows the spirit of the Devil, then it is manifest to everyone that such a man is on the side of the Devil. On whose side are the war-makers? By their fruits you know.

Whose spirit do the war-makers show? Let us see. There are the generals and other leaders of the military armies of the earth, for example. They dress themselves up in the Devil’s livery, and they arm themselves with the Devil’s weapons; and then they swagger to and fro, up and down in the earth, and demand that the peoples of the world pay homage to them and look up to them as their heroes and their leaders. They help to create wars, and then compel their fellow men to join their armies, go to war, and kill their fellow men, and be killed. They also execute their fellow men upon the slightest pretext, and prove themselves to be merciless and heartless; and by so doing they show that the spirit of the Devil is in them.

The great financiers and profiteers not only have robbed their fellow men of home, health and happiness, but they have also robbed them of their liberties and rights, and have treated them like the brute beasts of the field. They have oppressed and persecuted the common people with fiendish malignancy, and have driven myriads of our womanhood to the most loathsome prostitution. They have proved that they are pitiless and conscienceless; and they have done their best to turn this earth into a veritable hell for the races of men; and by so doing they show that the spirit of the Devil is in them.

The crooked politicians have joined hand in glove with the financiers, profiteers, and military leaders in oppressing the careworn, sorrowing peoples of earth; and when the common people plead pitifully for relief the politicians harden their hearts, and enact more stringent and oppressive laws, and then make sport when the anguished cry of the despairing peoples of earth rises to heaven. By all these things do the politicians prove that they are imbued with the Devil’s spirit.

The hypocritical clergy with mock sanctity and pious hypocrisy claim to be Jehovah’s spokesmen, and to be intrusted with keeping the souls of the common people. But instead of caring for the souls of the poor, downtrodden, oppressed peoples of earth, the clergy have, on the contrary, joined hand and heart with the Devil's organization, and they have lent their influence and support to the cruel, heartless financiers, profiteers, politicians and military leaders. They have helped to preach and inveigle the common people into every war that has ever been fought, and they have then acted as spies against the very people whom they have betrayed into the hands of the war-demon ; and they pretend at the same time that they are the friends of the common people.

They have turned their church edifices into recruiting stations in time of war, and they have preached millions of innocent men into a hellish death upon the bloody battlefields. They have renounced Jehovah God and His kingdom, and have spurned the great ransom sacrifice given for the sins of the whole world by God’s dearly beloved Son, Christ Jesus, and they persecute those who dare tell the message of God’s kingdom to earth’s groaning peoples. They have accepted Satan’s devilish League of Nations in lieu of God’s kingdom; and they have committed blasphemy against Jehovah by assuming for themselves the title of ‘“Reverend”, which title belongs to Jehovah God alone. By all of these things, and many more, the clergy prove that the spirit of the Devil is in them.

The case is now made out. The evidence shows that the financiers and profiteers, the politicians and military leaders, and the godless clergy are oppressors of their fellow men; that they are the instigators of all wars; that they have taken their stand on the Devil’s side; that they are against Jehovah and His kingdom; and that they are imbued with the spirit of the Devil, and have made this earth a veritable hell for man.

Let the common people take notice! Mark those who are your enemies, and have nothing to do with them. There is a just God in heaven who presides over the affairs and destinies of men and nations, and who will in no wise pass over the transgressions of the guilty; but who, on the contrary, will in His own due time and way punish those who have oppressed His people, and will free the common people from all their enemies. He will cause the sound of war and murder to perish out of the earth for ever; and He will bring in everlasting peace and righteousness for the peoples. He shall cause love and truth to canopy the whole earth, and, instead of misery, woe, sorrow and oppression, there shall be happiness and joy, deliverance and freedom.

Let the groaning peoples of earth lift up their heads and take fresh courage. A new day is dawning for the human race! The long, dreary night of sin, sorrow and death is passing away; and already the silvery, effulgent gleams of the grand Millennial morning are beginning to blush along the world’s horizon. The day of deliverance is at hand! “Nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.”

Man’s Four-footed Friend—the Dog Part 3

VIVISECTION of dogs makes the heart sick.

Physicians who ought to know what they are talking about say that not one thing of any benefit to the human family has been learned from the torturing of pregnant dogs, lifting them to the ceiling and dropping them upon their backs on iron bars, crushing them by a gaseous pressure of a hundred atmospheres, pouring boiling water into their intestines, grafting in the kidneys of hogs in place of their own kidneys, removing the tops of their skulls, slitting their throats so that the food which they swallow drops out, prying their jaws apart mechanically, baking them to death, cutting their joints apart without severing the connecting nerves, strapping limbs in a dislocated position, keeping them alive with their hearts cut open, turning molten metal into their ears, gouging out their eyes and running around the empty sockets with sharp tools, cutting out their kidneys bit by bit, and removing their blood and pumping it in again.

Things such as these have been done by the tens of thousands upon the most faithful of all man’s four-footed friends. One doctor with a heart, who knew all about these horrors, said: “After telling of all this, I need not add that I am ready to see, not only science, but the whole human race, go to destruction, before I would resort to such means to save it.”

Do you not think that the One who marks the sparrow’s fall has a score to settle with these men that have done such terrible things to creatures as high-strung as dogs? A student who performed some of these operations said: “Occasionally a dog of good breed will crawl up to the man preparing another job on him, whine, plead in an uncannily human way for mercy and move even some of the students to emotion. It made me sick.” This was found in a student’s notebook.

What kind of hearts can men have who will force marbles, five-cent pieces and collar buttons into a dog’s internal organs, even soaking them first in acids, so that when inserted into the kidneys they would be yet more painful? At Berkeley, California, students of the University of California killed a dog with ether. Then they revived him with a solution of chemicals inserted into his veins, and in another day he died again. What would the One who marks the sparrow’s fall think of that? The report of this “achievement” went all over the country as news.

Unusual Recognition of Dogs

Old Cap, a wire-haired griffon of Ware, Massachusetts, was awarded the French Red Cross for service performed during the World War. After his return to America nothing would lure him near a barbed-wire fence. He saw all he wanted of barbed wire when trying to find the two-legged comrades wounded and lying in the shell holes.

Rags, of Fort Hamilton, New York, received two service stripes as well as a wound stripe for injury to his lungs from gas. He was decorated by the United States army and registered by footprint with the British war ministry.

Tip, a bull pup at Salem, Oregon, was officially mustered out of Company L, Second Oregon Infantry. He served in the Philippines. He was accredited with having caught chickens for the company when food was scarce on the firing line.

William Phillips, of Portsmouth, England, was rescued from death by drowning by a Newfoundland. Every year thereafter, on the anniversary of the rescue, he made a feast to men and dogs. A man in Denver, Colorado, left his entire estate of $150,000 to his dog Shep.

Berlin has an ambulance car service for injured pets, while at Totteridge, England, a class of young women was trained for dog nursing, their plan being to locate among the people that have more money than brains. The prince of Wales has a collapsible kennel which folds up with straps into a handy bundle. It can be set up indoors and has a little runway for puppies. The old Fitchburg Railroad once had a dog officially upon its payrolls as an assistant watchman. Mrs. Richard Quigley, Lock Haven, Pennsylvania, rushed a dog by airplane from Newark to Boston, so that it would arrive in time to enter a dog show.

An old bull terrier, of London, that had often been exhibited at dog shows, but was well past the flower of his age, surprised his master by calmly leaping into position among those on exhibition in the Horticultural Hall in Westminster. He did not get into the right classification, and was entirely unmoved by the laughing crowd that saw his efforts to break into print among the high-steppers.

The natives of the Solomon islands believe that they can rid themselves of any ailment by naming their dogs for the ache. As a result, most of the dogs of the Solomon islands are called Maola, which means ‘stomach-ache’.

Honors to Dogs’ Memories

Oatlands Park cemetery, England, was the first cemetery for dogs. It was founded in the eighteenth century. Three thousand dogs are buried in the Montmartre cemetery, near Paris. The sexton says that some of the dogs are laid away in silk-lined coffins and arrive at the cemetery in magnificent cars. Every year women come and plant flowers on their graves, while some of them kneel and weep. In a New York dog cemetery the granite mausoleum erected in memory of two pets, Sally and Toodles, cost $40,000. Joseph Foster, Inwood, Queens, erected a mausoleum in his back yard with the inscription “To Buddy, only a dog, but the best friend a man ever had.”

When Contact, mascot of the municipal airport at Oakland, California, died, he was given a regular funeral. Reverend Bernard Ruggles, of Oakland, preached the funeral sermon. We have noticed other dog funerals, preached by other ‘'reverends”. "When Porky, mascot of the naval training school at Newport, Rhode Island, was buried two companies of recruits walked behind his funeral cortege as his body, draped with the United States flag, was drawn on an artillery caisson to his final resting place. We are merely stating the facts; not stating what we think of all this.

Bing, of Dennison, Ohio, was assigned $60 a month as a soldier’s pension, was decorated for services in the World War, and was given a military funeral.

Lord Byron, on a marble shaft erected in memory of his dog, said: “Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of man without his vices. This praise, which would be but meaningless flattery, if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of Boatswain, a dog, who was born at Newfoundland, 1803, and died at New-stcad Abbey, November 18, 1808.”

Education of Dogs

Albert Payson Terhune, successful breeder and trainer of dogs, gives the rules that go to make a well trained dog. When he arrives let his future master uncrate him, put him in the quarters he is to have, give him his first meal of bread and milk, and then let him alone. Keep friends and family away for a few days, until he gets over being homesick, which will take a day or so. Do not be impatient or careless, for, after all, he is only a baby. Don't swear at him or beat him. Go in and talk to him now and then, during the first day and night. Do not attempt to house-break him by punishment or by frightening and confusing him. Punishment should be by slapping lightly over the hips with a loosely folded newspaper, scolding gently as you do so, and must lie inflicted the moment the fault is committed. Make him understand that he belongs to you before you let anyone else play with him. If you cannot control your own temper, be not surprised if the dog cannot do better. Do not keep him in a damp cellar or an oven-hot room. Never call him to you to punish him. Table scraps are an ideal diet, but never any poultry bones.

In Pennsylvania a shepherd dog seemed to worship his master, but only tolerated the small boy of the family. The boy became afflicted with infantile paralysis, and was left a cripple. The dog transferred his devotion to him, saw the boy being pulled around in a wagon, and himself started pulling it: now they are inseparable and the dog takes him safely all over town.

Terhune says that it is by vanity that dogs are taught tricks and taught to mind. Praise a dog enthusiastically when he succeeds in doing something, and you have taught him. He taught a big collie to go up to the gate and bring in the morning paper. Before long the dog had picked up all the papers on that side of the lake and brought them to his master’s door. He had praised him too much.

A Pittsburgh miss who lost one dog, killed in the street, has trained a collie so that it never crosses a street, or even steps into a street, except at her heels. When she throws a stick or ball into the street he will run as far as the curb and then stop so suddenly that he skids, until he gets word from her as to whether he may go on or not. A pocket of meat scraps and broken cookies, with plenty of praise and petting, was the method used.

John L. Stoddard, the lecturer, has three dogs, grandmother, daughter and grandson. The grandmother and grandson have learned how to open a closed door, by pressing down on the handle and pushing or pulling the door open. The daughter never learned this: the grandson opens the doors for his mother, but the grandmother will not do it.

A dog trainer urges men never to scold their wives in front of their dogs, because it ruins the dogs. He considers it a reproach to any man to own a dog that has bad manners. He also notes the interesting fact that dogs were manifestly intended to be human companions, for the reason that all attempts to educate wolves, foxes, jackals and hyenas to have affection for their human masters have failed.

More About the Care of Dogs

Dr. Clyde A. Basehoar, Washington, D.C., is a dentist for dogs. He has an office specially equipped with apparatus so that the dogs cannot break loose while he is examining their mouths, filling cavities, or extracting teeth that are too far gone. He even has a nurse as an assistant.

When stray dogs are found, experts know at once that the wild dog that has no home will try to find the darkest corner, but the one that has a good home and is merely lost will appeal to any friendly human to help him find his master and will make himself as conspicuous as possible. A home dog lost in city streets is in great and immediate danger.

A dog’s bed should be clean and dry and off the ground, and not exposed to drafts. Kennels should be limewashed frequently and otherwise kept clean. For winter oat straw makes a comfortable bed; in the summer pine shavings or the bare boards are all O.K. If the dog sleeps in the house a Turkish towel or a small rug might be allotted to him.

In Cuba there are dog barbers that do a regular business of bobbing pooches. Fifteen modes are illustrated. The barber does a finished job, even to a slight razor trim and a dash of powder at the end.

London sells thousands of pairs of goggles for dogs. Motorists do not like to have the dust get into their dogs’ eyes when riding on the highways.

A Kansas woman, afraid that her Airedale would fall into unsympathetic hands, left in her will that he must be painlessly put to death the day of her funeral—a very selfish request. A New York woman, a Miss Wendel, when offered several million dollars for a vacant lot, rejected the offer because then Toby, her dog, would have no place to play. Dog collars studded with red glass, so that pets may be seen at night, have also appeared in London. In New York, leather boots for all fours, oilskin slickers for rainy days, and woolen sweaters for clear cold days, are some of the things that are made and sold for dogs. London has a special taxi service for dogs, so that owners can send their pets to other parts of town without personally escorting them.

One who had experience says that in bathing a dog, the way to make him stand still is to gently take hold of one of his front paws and hold it. The dog will then be so busy maintaining his balance that he will forget to shake himself. The head and ears should be washed last; finish in cool, not ice-cold, water.

A dog sweats mostly on his tongue. That is why panting cools him. He also sweats on the soles of his feet. He sometimes lives to be thirty, but is accounted old at twelve years of age. Sometimes his black coat turns almost white if he has a fit or a bad case of distemper. Eighty percent of the business of memorial animal hospitals is for treatment of dogs; most of the balance is for cats. Few birds, horses, goats or rabbits are treated.

Dogs Need a Balanced Diet

Some people think that because a dog has teeth that are capable of tearing flesh he should have nothing to eat but meat. It is a poor argument, for several reasons. Humans have such teeth, and some of the longest-lived humans eat no meat at all. Leo von Stein, Great Dane, property of Charles W. Stein, Charleston, South Carolina, said to be the largest dog in the city, was raised on a meatless diet, mostly oatmeal mush, and bran biscuits baked hard to take the place of bone. He is said to like everything his master likes, except sauerkraut, and is never ill.

Dingo, a Labrador husky that served in one of the Antarctic expeditions, could stand the cold all right, but back in White Plains, New York, when he accompanied his master to a party, and distinguished himself by sneaking into the dining-room ahead of time and making away with the five-pound roast that had been provided for the guests, the doctors could not save him.

People who understand the matter claim that a dog should have a balanced diet, well mixed so that he will not be able to pick out the parts

he lilies and leave the rest. They recommend scrapings from the plates as excellent food; but poultry bones, because they splinter and often kill dogs, should be eliminated. Two or three times a week the dog should have a good-sized fresh beef bone from the butcher. Greasy stuff and candy are poor foods for dogs. When a dog gets run down, a little smoked herring is good for an appetizer.

Puppies need four or five meals a day, but at a year can get along nicely on one meal. They need plenty of fresh water, and should be taken out for a short walk after feeding. Bread and milk is good food for a dog, and with crushed egg shells in it is better still. The lime in the shells strengthens the dog’s bones.

Alsatian Shepherds—German Police

Alsatian shepherds, better known as German police dogs, have an intelligence that is almost human, but are what are known as one-man dogs, and in the absence of the master no other member of the family is entirely safe in their presence. None can ever tell when they will turn upon those about them, and sometimes even upon their masters.

These dogs have been known and widely used since about A.D. 600. A physician claims that the skull of the wolf and of the Alsatian shepherd are quite dissimilar, as are also their claws, and that attempts to cross the German shepherd with the wolf results only in a cringing, cowardly animal, active only at nighttime, very dissimilar to a dog.

Despite the fact that relationship between the Alsatian dog and the wolf is stoutly denied, and it is probable that there is no such relationship, it yet remains that men have trained wolves to act as dogs, and it is said that one of the smartest on the Vienna force is an out-and-out wolf, captured by a police clerk while he was but a cub.

In the United States dogs go on the railroads for about one-sixth of the passenger fare. In Germany it costs more for the dog than for the man himself.

In England tests showed that the dogs bred in the south of England are more obedient than those bred in the north. In one instance two dogs sat still for fifteen minutes without stirring, until their masters came for them.

At Halifax, Nova Scotia, the barking of a police dog at night resulted in saving the life of a man whose boat had capsized and who would certainly have drowned but for its intervention in his behalf. When discovered, the man was already unconscious.

At Lynn, Massachusetts, a wandering police dog intervened to help a police officer who was having trouble in trying to arrest two drunken men. The drunks were resisting arrest, and the dog restrained them from attacking the officer. His efforts resulted in obtaining a good home for himself.

The Dogs of St. Bernard

The original pack of dogs connected with the Hospice of St. Bernard was formed in 1812 from Newfoundlands crossed with mastiffs. They were purposely bred with short hair, to enable them to get through the drifts. England is now said to have the finest St. Bernards in the world, as the pack at the Hospice was nearly destroyed by an avalanche years ago. The pack was replenished by dogs brought from the Pyrenees, bred with the bloodhound, and not as desirable as the old St. Bernards.

Every Swiss child is familiar with the story of Barry, the St. Bernard buried in the Dog’s Cemetery at Paris. On his monument it says: "‘Saved the lives of forty persons: he was killed by the forty-first.” The account of this incident says:

It seems that two travelers were lost in the Alps in a blinding snowstorm. One of them in his extremity insisted that, as a last resort, he should have recourse to the brandy flask. His comrade urged upon him the folly of this, inasmuch as after a brief period of exhilaration, the reaction would leave him in a worse condition than before. Refusing the advice of his friend, he drank heavily, and after forging ahead for a short distance, became utterly exhausted and sank in the snow. His companion struggled on and at last was able to reach the friendly shelter of the Hospice. Here he told the story of his fellow traveler.

Barry was called by the monks and told to make the traveler’s trail, which he did, finding at length the man who had been left behind, unconscious in the snow. Barry finally, by various methods, roused him from his stupor only to be mistaken by the more or less dazed man for a wild beast. With what remaining strength he had, the traveler managed to get his knife out of his pocket and plunge it into Barry’s neck. In spite of this, the faithful dog kept at his task until the traveler realized that he had evidently been found by one of the dogs of the Hospice. He struggled to his feet, and half leaning on the dog, whose strength was rapidly failing from loss of blood, finally reached the Hospice. On its threshold this noble creature, who had stained every step of the walk back with his lifeblood, fell exhausted, having given to all humanity a lesson in fidelity to a trust as great as could well be taught.

On account of the severe climatic conditions to which they are exposed, the dogs at St. Bernard develop rheumatism and heart trouble and seldom live to be more than six or seven years old.

Eskimo Sledge Dogs

Eskimo sledge dogs, Malamutes, were mute until they learned to bark from the dogs brought on the exploration ships. They endure a surprising amount of cold. Harnessed to a sledge, a team of five will draw a heavy load 60 miles a day, day after day. They have been known to cover 40 miles in a shade less than four hours.

Female dogs are chosen as leaders in the teams, and as far as possible all the dogs in a team are members of one family. This promotes a natural harmony in teamwork, as a mother is interested in her puppies and manifests affection for them long after they are full-grown. Moreover, the females are the equals of or the superiors to the males in point of endurance. When a member of the pack is weakened or wounded the other members of the pack turn on him and devour him.

For months at a stretch the Eskimo dog is tethered outside his master’s igloo, with no protection from the piercing winds. Once a day, except sometimes when a blizzard blows for days, he gets a chunk of frozen seal or walrus. When the blizzard blows the Eskimo stays inside and the dog outside, where the latter, in spite of his endurance, sometimes freezes to death.

The whites had to show the Eskimos how to take care of their dogs. When little houses were made for them, out of packing boxes, the dogs at first refused to go into them, thinking them some kind of trap. Mosquitoes torture the poor things dreadfully in the summer.

Until recently well trained Eskimo dogs were worth around $200 each, but now they go for a fraction of their former price. An airplane will travel in two hours a distance that a dog team will barely cover in eight days. Time is everything, and so, except for local hauls, the dog team will have to go.

Bloodhounds and Greyhounds

Bloodhounds have been used since the time of the Romans in hunting and tracking down humans. The only way to throw a bloodhound off is to wade in water, and even then the dog will course up and down the shores for miles searching for the lost trail.

Bloodhounds, meaning hounds of pure blood, are very affectionate, will not quarrel with humans nor with other dogs, and in reality are shy in nature and sensitive to kindness or correction. The bloodhound is not ferocious in nature, but stands and bays at his game until his master comes up.

Bloodhounds have been known to hold a trail for thirty hours. They are notable for their deep-set, sorrowful eyes and excessively developed dewlaps and flews. The puppies are born very small and are remarkably easy to rear.

A greyhound can travel a short distance at 35 miles an hour. A fast foxhound will make 31 miles an hour. A terrier will run for half a mile at 26 miles an hour. The whippet, a cross between the greyhound and terrier, is only slightly less swift than a greyhound. Greyhound racing is very popular in Great Britain, and somewhat so in the United States. In England a fast racing greyhound may be worth as much as $5,000.

Slow motion pictures of racing greyhounds, taken as they pursue an electric hare, are made by a new type of gyro-balanced camera, driven by clockwork, attached to the body of the hare. The use of foxhounds in hunting foxes has attracted much attention in Great Britain, but has never amounted to anything in the United States.

The Irish wolfhound, standing three feet high at the shoulders, and weighing 154 pounds, is the largest of the British dogs. The pointer is the same as the hound, in scientific parlance. Egypt has a fever-hound: it is claimed that to stroke such a dog is a cure for fever. The statement sounds “fishy”.

Among the Big Dogs

The Great Danes are aristocrats among dogs, and wonderful watchdogs. A few years ago, in Missouri, a Great Dane tackled a burglar entering a window and killed the burglar, with the verdict “justifiable homicide” rendered in its favor. A Great Dane at Glens Falls, New York, became the mother of twenty puppies at one time, the largest family ever born at once.

The setter is considered an ideal household pet. Its gentleness, pleasant manner and uniformly good disposition make it an ideal pet in any family where there are children. The real difficulty is to provide sufficient exercise. If the dog does not have it he soon gets fat and lazy and sick.

The Scotch collie is one of the most intelligent and beautiful of dogs. At shearing time he brings in the sheep one by one as they are wanted. At night he is anxious to know if all the sheep are on hand. If not, he is off to the hills after the strays.

The Newfoundland, supposed to have originated in the country of that name, is famed for his remarkable fearlessness of water and the readiness with which he will risk his life to save humans from drowning.

The Airedale terrier is without fear of anything that walks or crawls. Lions, bears and wildcats are all the same to Airedales, and they are considered excellent for playing with and guarding children.

In the reign of James I three English mastiffs were let into the den of a lion to devour prisoners in the Tower of London. Two of the dogs were killed, but the third got a grip on the lion's lip and hung on until the lion was glad of the chance to get away and retreat to the innermost recesses of his den.

Homesick, seasick, and missing her master that had given her away, a mastiff leaped fifty feet from the deck of the steamer He de France while it was in midocean. She was believed to have been killed by the propellers of the boat.

The bulldog was originally used for bull baiting, which beastly sport was abolished by act of Parliament in the year 1835. The bulldog is a great lover of children, and not nearly so vicious as he looks. However, they do sometimes attack humans, and on account of their death grip the attack is greatly to be dreaded.

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