Neutrality? The crucifixion of public opinion . em, as theres but oneanswer to all these questions, and the answer is: ENG-LAND. Should the dear editors of the Al-lies papers, includingthe kangaroo editor of the Providence Journal, John RevelstokeRathom, Esq., doubt the correctness of that answer, be they ad-vised to turn to the late Labouchere, verily a good Englishmanand one of the great editors of London. Mr. Labouchere oughtto be a competent authority in this matter, being known as oneof Englands great statesmen, orator, and member of Parliamentfrom 1865 to 1880. Mr. Labouchere, in his wor
Neutrality? The crucifixion of public opinion . em, as theres but oneanswer to all these questions, and the answer is: ENG-LAND. Should the dear editors of the Al-lies papers, includingthe kangaroo editor of the Providence Journal, John RevelstokeRathom, Esq., doubt the correctness of that answer, be they ad-vised to turn to the late Labouchere, verily a good Englishmanand one of the great editors of London. Mr. Labouchere oughtto be a competent authority in this matter, being known as oneof Englands great statesmen, orator, and member of Parliamentfrom 1865 to 1880. Mr. Labouchere, in his world-wide publica-tion, The Truth, gave the answer when he wrote and publishedthe poem entitled Where Is the Flag of England? For the edification and enlightenment of some of the Al-lies editors and particularly for the benefit of the English-bornGerman baiter, John Revelstoke Rathom, the intrepid championdiscoverer of bomb plots, whos running the Providence Jour-nal—the poem is reprinted here. Where Is the Flag of England? By HENRY LABOUCHERE. The Flag of the Double Cross. And the winds of the world made answer! North, South, East and West—Whereer there is wealth to covet Or land to be possessed;Whereer are savage nations To coddle, coerce or scare,You may look for the vaunted emblem— The flag of England is there. NEUTRALITY 159 Ay, it waves oer the blazing hovels, Whence its African victims flyTo be shot by explosive bullets, Or to wretchedly starve and die!Or where the beachcomber harries The isles of the southern sea,From the peak of his hellish vessel, The English flag flies free. The Maori, full of hate, curses With his fleeting, dying breath,And the Arab hath hissed his curses As he spat at its folds in hapless fellah hath feared it On Tel el Kebirs parched plain,And the blood of the Zulu hath dyed it With a deep, indelible strain. It has floated oer scenes of pilage And flaunted oer deeds of shame;It has waved oer the fell marauder As he ravished with swor
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