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of old,” would bring in the thousand years of peace, would usher in the golden age of brotherhood and social justice and civic righteousness. And why should it not be so? We know that honour shall best be given His preëminence, not by inscribing His name in some magnificent temple of fame, but by human hearts filled with the spirit of His love and human lives inspired by the strength of His presence. Recognizing His imperial worth, you, O Paul, from your narrow prison cell need not plead that “In all things He might have the preëminence.” From spiritual realms, even now, you can hear the glorious company of saints and martyrs give Him honour, while on earth the increasing company of rich and poor, of learned and unlearned, chants :

“If Jesus Christ is a man,
And only a man,
To him will I cleave,
And to him will I cleave alway.

If Jesus Christ be God and the only God,
Then I swear, I'll follow Him
Through heaven and hell,
Through earth, sea, and the air."

While Orient and Occident alike swell the anthem:

“ All hail the power of Jesus' name,

Let angels prostrate fall.
Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown Him Lord of all.”



He that loveth father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me."-MATT. 10:37.


OYALTY is a great word. It is synonymous with the noblest elements of the soul. It is

expressive not of fleeting sentimentalism, but of that heart's devotion which is true even unto the uttermost. If ambition drags forward the chariot of progress, loyalty, like hooks of steel, holds the flaming axletree in place, through all the dust and turmoil of its career. If reason and necessity decree that which must be done, loyalty with triumphant spirit and patient tread will march forward, unshod, even though the roadway be covered with molten iron and strewn with broken glass. There is nothing which speaks to the human spirit with such instant and touching response as does the sight of loyalty to country, to duty, to home, to responsibility. The engineer who stuck to his throttle despite the looking of death in the face, the fireman who scaled the burning walls without a moment's hesitation, the mother who rushed into the flames to rescue her children these achieve a deathless immortality in the hearts of men, but more than


this they prove the divinity of the human spirit. These all followed beneath the banner of loyalty.

In many an unsuspected place you see the footprints of loyalty. Many interesting features reward the observer in the Congressional Library at Washington.

Within a glass case is an exhibition whose record is worth the observance of every passer-by and the indelible memory of every youth. It is a neat vellum page note-book about two inches thick. Its pages are covered with Japanese characters. It bears an inscription stating that it was presented by the Japanese Ambassador at Washington. It is the record so carefully and accurately kept by an officer in the Japanese Navy as he was going to his death imprisoned beneath the waters in a submarine that failed to rise in obedience to her machinery. Thus he writes of the coming death: “Words of apology fail me for having sunk His Majesty's submarine No. 6. My subordinates are killed by my fault, but it is with pride that I inform you that the crew to a man discharged their duties as sailors should with the utmost coolness until their dying moments. We now sacrifice our lives for the sake of our country, but my fear is that disaster may affect future development of submarines. Continue their study and we can then die without regret. Sailors on a submarine must be cool in the midst of danger and very painstaking. They must be brave and daring in the handling of the boat. People may laugh at this opinion in view of failure, but the


statement is true.” Then he turns to a description of the endeavour to pump out the water, but again the crisis forces him to say that the crew of a submarine should be selected from the bravest and the coolest or they would be of little value in time of crisis. “My brave men are doing their utmost. I always expect death when away from home.” A message to his father as to his private affairs follows, then a word to his majesty, the Emperor. “It is my earnest hope that Your Majesty will supply the means of living to poor families of the crew. This is my only desire, and I am so anxious to have it fulfilled.” Then follow individual remembrances to various officers. A statement of time, 12:30 p. m. “My breathing is painful and difficult. I thought I could blow out gasoline, but I am intoxicated with it.” Captain Nakano. " It is now 12:30–” Then the silence of the end.

So ingrained is the sense of loyalty that not only does it call forth the noblest and most heroic spirit of sacrifice but the very suggestion of disloyalty meets with instant resentment. Indeed loyalty to a keen sense of honour has often been carried to a ridiculous extreme. Duelling was the reductio ad absurdum of loyalty. Yet it took the life of Alexander Hamilton, and might have had that of Andrew Jackson. Edward Everett Hale touched the eternal spirit of loyalty to country when he represented the Man Without a Country on the ship that was the home of his exile reading for the first


time “The Lay of the Last Minstrel ”; when he came to those words:

“Breathes there a man with soul so dead
Who never to himself hath said,

This is my own my native land?” he tossed the book far into the sea because of the bitterness of his soul. No blacker stigma can be given a man than to fit him with the name of traitor or to prove him guilty of treasonable conduct. If only Benedict Arnold could have died in the glories of the Saratoga campaign, how illustrious would have been his name! We have no respect for persons evidencing lack of parental or filial loyalty. Would that the pleasure-loving fickleness of the times were more sensitive, as it some day will be, to the meaning of marital loyalty.

The very innate sense of a child's obligation to father and mother is testified by the instinctive shock that we have at the first sound of the words of the text. “He that loveth father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me.” These are the words of Christ; they bear the stamp of eternal truth. They are suggestive of a thought we must implant within our hearts, the claim of greater loyalties and lesser loyalties.

1. First we note that to be disloyal is a heinous thing. The truth of this statement is well-nigh axiomatic; we need not much further proof than the suggestions given above. There were nine circles in Dante's hell. Those suffering for lesser sins were placed near the surface. The further

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