Jasper County Democrat, Volume 22, Number 75, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 December 1919 — THEGRE Y WOLVES’ CHORUS [ARTICLE]

THEGRE Y WOLVES’ CHORUS

By DR. FRANK CRANE

Hurrah! , w« have killed the League of Nations'. Ha Ha! Ho, Ho! Come hither, jackals, wolves, hyenas. The lions have finished. We begin. . ?h2 lions fought at the Marne, at Chateau Thierry, Argonne Parsifals, pure fools, they died for the IdealThev thought they would end War. That when they had smashed the Hun they would end t Old Order. , „ ... _ The Old Order of mad National Vanities. . Of vast armies and navies, crushing, impoverishing the workers draining the State, wasting the fruits of labor „ The Old Order —Militarism, enveloping, strangling every NaWe have shattered the Unity * the A 'we have Turled insult to France, Italy, England, our late C °We an have Smashed the President, with his proud Idealism, stained his plume with blood, his shield with grime. We have butchered the Hope of the World with the Kni We F have°published abroad that Americans are good quitters ail That« we will fight for ou t own safety, but will do nothing to Let the Armenia starve, and tAe Turk raven, and the Poles nerish and all the world burn up. P Whet do we carer What do the jackals care for the visions in the brain they munch? , ’ Come boys! Circle and dance! Join hands and singBark, Sherman! Caper, Reed! Boast, Borah. Laugh, Lodse. Up with a Nationalism that means selfishness, shame, truculence, and another war! _ Down with an Americanism that means Co-operation, Faltn, Brotherhood and similar twaddle! Berlin rejoices. The Bolshevists chortle! Monarchists and reactionaries all over the world smile and say, ‘‘l told you so. War is not dead. War lives. We have saved It. Build greater navies! Increase yeur armies! Expand your cannon factories and powder mills. Get ready for the next war. “Save your little boys, O mothers- Be careful of them. We II need them soon. We have killed the League. . • We have enacted the greatest CruciQxioil since our forefathers nailed the dreamer Christ to the cross. We have killed the League. . ’ Let there be a holiday in Hell. (Copyright 1919, by Frank Crane)