GOD DAMN THE.

Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 3121, 6 April 1915, Page 7

GOD DAMN THE.

In the course of an address at York recently, th.j local Archbishop— a .son of the late Dr. Marshall Lang, of Glasgow and Aberdeen—suggested that the Kaiser was not «<> much responsible for the war as his advisers, and referred to ''sacred personal memories" of His Majesty and "the great German people." A correspondent contrasts this uttera nee with that of Dr. Joseph Parker, of the City Temple, London, on the occasion of th>j Kaiser's visit to the East in the Spring of IS9!>. "When I heard." said Dr. Parker. "that the Kaiser went to the East, and after a dinner—hear this, for thvie is no more solemn word in the si>eech of Christianity,—when I heard that the Kai>"r went to a dinner, and in an af-ter-dinner speech said. Mv friend,' the Sultan.' I was astonished; I could have sat down in huniiFation and terr-or. The Great Assassin had insultxl civilisation. and outraged every Christian sentiment., and defied concerted Europe. Himay have been the Kaiser's friend, he wa.s not yours, he wa<s not mine, he was not God's. Down with such speaking! And let every man's voice be heard in this matter. So long as any man can say. 'My friend, the Sultan,' I wish to have no commerce of friendship with that man. The Sultan drenched the lands with blood, cut up men. women, and children, spared none, ripped up the womb, bayoneted tlio babe, and did all manner of hellish iniquity. Ho may have been the Kaiser's friend, but in the name of God. in the name of the Father, and tb> Son. and the Holy Ghost—speaking of the Sultan, not as an individual, not merely as a man, but spoak : hg of bun as the Great Assassin 1 say, God damn the Sultan!" LOCATED AT LAST. Mi. Dumblet'on. who h too economical to keen any extra collar .studs on hand, and who devotes a good share of h j :« main momenta to hunting for tluse wayward essentials of null? attire, startled his wife the other morn'ng by a more than usual overflow of emphatic lan- " What's the matter now?" she exclaimed. ''Matter enough!" he returned, with a series of paralytic gasps ; " I've swallowed mv collar stud!" "Thank goodness!" snapped Mrs. T)., " for once in vour life you know where it is." AGREED TO. "I'm doing my best to get alfrad," aserted Cholli*. "Well, rou certainly noed one." assented IMie-