THE BUILDER, JUNE 1917

FOR FREEDOM AND FRATERNITY
BY BRO. LOUIS BLOCK, P. G. M., IOWA 

"Armageddon"

Red is the sky; and crimson red 
Are the fields, with their heaps of countless dead; 
Red is the fringe of copse and wood; 
Where the War-Dogs slake their thirst for blood; 
And redder yet has the sunset grown, 
From ruined Cities, overthrown; 
As the old World Nations grappling close, 
In a strife to the death with hated foes.

But over the war-cloud, rolling low, 
And above the tide of tears and woe; 
And through the blight of harrowing fear, 
His higher purpose shineth clear. 
For like the light of the opening day, 
His hand shall sweep the mists away; 
And over that hour supreme shall span, 
Blest Peace, and the Brotherhood of Man.

God grant it so. And grant we may 
Sooner usher in that gracious day; 
When men shall turn to War no more; 
And peace abide from shore to shore; 
When States be ruled by kindly thought, 
And sword and spear be held for naught; 
And evermore among us dwell, 
The reign of Prince Immanuel.
--Fay Hempstead,
Poet Laureate of Masonry.

* *

THE TEACHINGS OF MASONRY
From time immemorial we have been taught as Masons that in the
State we are to be "quiet and peaceful subjects, true to our
government, and just to our country; not to countenance disloyalty
or rebellion, but patiently to submit to legal authority and
conform with cheerfulness to the government of the country in which
we live."

But we are also taught to believe in the Fatherhood of God and the
Brotherhood of Man and that it is our duty persistently to wield
the Trowel in spreading the cement of brotherly love and affection-
-that cement which shall in time unite not only our own nation but
all mankind "into one sacred band or society of friends and
brothers, among whom no contention should ever exist, save that
noble contention of who best can work and best agree."

THE WORLD ON FIRE

The teeming populations of the earth have swelled the borders of
the nations to the bursting point, they are crowded close one upon
another, and it has become no longer possible for a nation to live
unto itself alone. They have failed to work together or to agree.
Instead, each nation has rubbed hard against the other and the
friction has set the world on fire.

Somehow, somewhere, in the coming together of the nations, some one
or some thing has proved rough and rude, harsh and hard, cruel and
cold and sharp; peace has been banished from the land and the whole
world has been rent and torn with turmoil and strife.

Mankind seems to have gone mad, the future looms dark and gloomy,
as though the final cataclysm had come and the end of all things
was at hand. 

OUR DUTY IN THE DARKNESS

In such a shroud of shuddering darkness as this, it is small wonder
that our duty seems no longer clear before us, and that we grope
for some great guiding Hand to lead us once more to the light. As
comrades in a great cause let us tonight come close together in
this darkness, and counselling one with another strive to see our
duty and pray for strength to do it faithfully and without
faltering.

PEOPLE LIKE POWDER

Verily, we are living in troublous times. The air is full of wild
and crazy talk. The yellow journals, bad enough at all times, have
now become supremely sensational and are making frantic efforts to
whip the people into a fury and frenzy that is simply awful. And
the people are like powder ready to blow up and explode at the
touch of a glowing spark. Wild spy stories and tales of crews of
secret service men abound.

Twenty times in one day there has come to me the story of the
arrest of one of our prominent citizens as a German spy. These
stories have been so silly and t so foolish that even the yellow
newspapers scorned to publish them, and yet I have been compelled
to witness the spectacle of American citizens losing their heads
over such silly trash. I have some things to say to you and yet I
hesitate to speak them. It is a dangerous time to talk. Not that I
mean I fear any danger to myself, but because I am afraid that I
may be misunderstood. I sometimes fear that the people have quit
thinking and that all they care about now is to get mad and to
smash and tear something.

MESSAGE OF LINCOLN

In Lincoln park in Chicago there is a magnificent statue of
Lincoln. Tall, serene, erect, calm, kindly, genial, deeply
thoughtful, there he stands as firm, as sane, as calm, as collected
as some mighty granite crag overlooking the storm tossed waves of
a raging sea; just so he stood for a full half hour facing a raging
mob in the old abolitionist days at Petersburg, until he forced
them to listen to the great message he had to give.

It seems to me that that is the message we ought to take home to
our hearts tonight; to pause and reflect, to be calm and think, and
to hang onto our sanity with all our might in the midst of the
turmoil that rages round about us. Men think; beasts don't. Let us
prove that we are men and not beasts. Let us follow the example of
him of whom Lowell said:

"He knew to bide his time,
And can his fame abide,
Still patient in his simple faith sublime, 
Till the wise years decide.
Great captains, with their guns and drums, 
Disturb our judgment for the hour, 
But at last silence comes;
These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, 
Our children shall behold his fame.
The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man,
Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, 
New birth of our new soil, the first American."

NOTHING BUT JINGOISM

Let us ask ourselves, what is patriotism, and let us bend all the
energies of our minds to give a true answer to that question. There
are too many people who think that there can be no patriotism
unless there is a war, but that is jingoism and not patriotism, for
the truth is that the highest patriotism is sometimes shown by
those who keep a war from coming about, for patriotism in its last
analysis means a happy and a prosperous peace for the people.

War is an awful thing. Human speech has failed to coin the words
that are capable of telling all its gruesome and awful horrors.
This is the testimony of those who know. Our greatest generals have
condemned it beyond all possible question. It was Sherman who told
the story shortly and simply when he said, "War is hell." And it
was "Unconditional Surrender" Grant who prayed for peace with his
whole soul. There is only one excuse for war, and that is when it
is waged as a last resort, and then in defense of a righteous
cause.

Perhaps I do not understand him, but I have no patience with
Stephen Decatur who declared, "Our Country ! In her intercourse
with foreign nations, may she always be in the right; but our
country, right or wrong." Those are the words of a hot-head, a
fireeater who doesn't think.

CLAY'S PATRIOTISM

Compare with these the calm, collected utterance of Henry Clay, the
great statesman, who said: "My Country, right or wrong; to fight
for her when she is right and when she is wrong to set her right."
As I conceive of it, Mr. Clay's is the better, truer, and the
nobler patriotism of the two.

We have no right to say that we are for America first unless we
know and are sure that America is in the right. A country that is
wrong, is not worth fighting for. There is nothing holy or sacred
about a country that is dead wrong, for then we are simply talking
patriotism when we mean plunder and are exhibiting not loyalty but
bull-headed blindness. There never will come a time when loyalty to
country can be placed above loyalty to the right. Oftentimes the
bravest and truest patriot is the man who dares fearlessly to tell
the people the truth about things as they are.

In this connection let me quote again from the gospel according to
Abraham Lincoln. During the war a certain pious Pharisee expressed
to the president the hope that "the Lord is on our side." And unto
him Father Abraham, speaking made answer, saying: "I am not at all
concerned about that, for we know that the Lord is always on the
side of the right. But it is my constant anxiety and prayer that
this nation shall be on the Lord's side." He who dares to say that
Stephen Decatur knew more about patriotism than did Abraham Lincoln
simply shows his own ignorance.

BUILD UP COUNTRY

After all, does not true patriotism mean simply this, to use our
best and constant effort to build up a country that is clean and
true, fair and honest, wise and free, and noble and kind to every
man and to every nation in the world, and to be ready to give your
life to such a cause as this and die for it if you must? As I see
it, that is true patriotism.

My brethren, unless we are pledged to the truth that loyalty to
humanity in the last analysis comes ahead of loyalty to country, we
have no business in this war.

The curse that is blighting Europe today is largely due to a narrow
nationalism that can see no good in any other nation; that thinks
that it alone can be right and that every one else is wrong just
because he lives beyond the border, in another country.

PATRIOTISM SACRED

True patriotism is a thinking patriotism. It is a sacred thing. No
noise, however great, no shouts, however thrilling, no hurrahs,
however enthusiastic, no blare of brass bands, no flaming of
fire-works, no flaunting of flags, no strenuous stump speeches can
begin to tell what true and genuine patriotism really is, for it is
a thing that lies too deep for all of these. True patriotism is a
great, calm, altogether lovely and holy thing, that worships God
and loves its fellow men. True patriotism is a consecration to high
ideals; it is the hallowing of a man's whole soul in a holy cause.
When our flag stands for a noble manhood and for a lofty statehood,
when it proclaims the brotherhood of man under the fatherhood of
God, then and then alone have we the right to say with the poet:

"This is my flag. For it I will give
All that I have, even as they gave--
They who dyed those blood-red bands--
Their lives that it might wave.
This is my flag. I am prepared
To answer now its first clear call,
And with Thy help, Oh God,
Strive that it may not fall.
This is my flag. Dark days seem near.
O Lord, let me not fail.
Always my flag has led the right,
O Lord, let it not fail."

THE IDOL OF WAR

Now, let us ask ourselves why it is that we stand tonight face to
face with this terrible crisis. At the close of the Franco-Prussian
war, the German government, carried away with the intoxication of
its success over the French armies, began to build slowly but
surely for itself and for its people the steel and stony idol
itself a Frankenstein which is now pursuing it with of militarism.

Realizing what they had gained by the power of the sword, they came
to think that the sword was supreme. The worship of the soldier
penetrated to the heart of the family circle. The toys of the
little children were soldiers. I remember well in my own home how
as little tots we played with these soldiers, half of them clothed
in Prussian blue and the other half dressed in the blue and scarlet
of sunny France.

The literature and periodicals we read at the fireside were largely
about soldiers and military affairs. Even the jokes in the funny
papers concerned themselves with the thick-headedness of the
recruit who was being drilled into a fighting machine. Later on
came the stories of those who are now our German-American friends
and citizens, who ran away from Germany to escape the hard ordeal
of compulsory military service.

THE SACRED SOLDIER

This was followed by the tales of the smart-alec lieutenants who
strutted the sidewalks of Berlin shouldering the common people off
into the gutters--war and soldiering came to be idolized as a God.
The military were the real people of the country and common
citizens were clay beneath the feet of the soldier.

One of my friends who refused to allow a German officer to insult
his sister was waited upon and challenged to a duel. He whipped the
soldier's sword from its scabbard, broke it in two across his knee,
tossed it out of a four-story window, and told the officer that if
he didn't leave the room he would be hurled after it, and my
friend, who was an American college athlete, would have made his
word good.

Another acquaintance was challenged to a duel under similar
circumstances. He happened to be a pitcher in an Eastern college
nine. Said he, "Very well, if I am the party challenged, according
to the code I have the choice of weapons. I select the Spaulding
league ball, at 50 feet." And at that the duel was off. 

BLIND OBEDIENCE

The German people had the theory and the doctrine of blind,
unquestioning obedience pounded into them. They were borne to the
ground with a burden of taxation to boost the soldier. And finally
there was built up in the land such a magnificent and terrible war
machine that it was called upon to give an excuse for its existence
and then the war broke out.

It had been ready to break for a long time and the pressure was so
tremendous that it needed only a pistol shot fired in southern
Serbia to turn the raging conflagration loose. It reminds me of the
old story of Frankenstein, of the inventor who built a man out of
iron and steel; built him so scientifically that he sprang into
life and was to all intents and purposes a man, save only that he
had neither heart nor soul.

This iron beast pursued its creator until it drove him to suicide
in the Arctic seas and finally disappeared within the clouds and
mists of the great dark of the North. Even so, did this German
autocracy build for relentless fate.

GERMANS NOBLE PEOPLE

Now, with all this we must be very careful not to commit the awful
mistake of coming to think that it is either a crime or even a
disgrace to be a German. For in spite of what their government has
done, the German people are at bottom a truly noble people and have
done a great deal to serve and bless humanity. In the great fields
of music and medicine they are supreme.

When you take from the field of music such great names as Mozart,
Mendelssohn, Lizt, Bach, Schumann, Wagner, Handel and many another,
you have precious little left. It was a German who saved the lives
of our little children when by patient effort he found a sure cure
for diphtheria, and the horrible ravages of venereal diseases are
fast being banished from the land by means of the discovery of
another German scientist.

The Germans stand in the foremost rank of the men who have done the
world a blessed service in enabling humanity to retain its health.
For these and for many another noble quality, for their economy,
their untiring industry and their unimpeachable honesty, they
should be respected and loved. Let us not forget that even as our
president has said, this is not a war against the German people,
but simply and solely a battle against militarism and monarchy, and
monarchy means one-man-archy. Let us remember that it is a system;
a terrible, awful, man-murdering system, and not a great people
that we are fighting.

APPEAL TO MIGHT

After all what is "militarism?" It is the theory that mightism
should prevail against rightism--the insane belief that it is might
which makes right, and that success can absolve every sin. In its
last analysis it is an appeal to force--to physical force and
perhaps to mental force, although I am not so sure as to that. But
I do know that it is an appeal to force, it may be a force that is
refined, that is organized to the minutest detail, that is
scientific up to the last minute, but none the less it is force,
physical and material force.

It is based upon the doctrine that men at bottom are supremely
selfish; that the theory of the brotherhood of man and the
teachings of Christianity are after all nothing but beautiful
pipe-dreams, having no foundation in fact. In militarism it is
force and not love, that rules. Militarism has no faith in love,
does not believe in self-sacrifice, and has no patience with the
love of one man for another. It believes in none of these noble
things and is therefore the great, if not the only, atheism.
Militarism is

"The heathen heart that puts its trust
In reeking tube and iron shard,
The valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not God to guard."

Militarism is the thing that begins with the hymn of hate and
urging its devotees on to madness ends with the ruthless murder of
helpless men, women and children.

WILD BEAST LOOSE

And now why are we going to war? Simply and solely because there is
a wild beast that has broken loose in the neighborhood of nations,
that must be caught and chained; because a crazy man of might has
begun to run amuck in the world, who must be restrained. The fight
we are going into I hope and trust is the last great fight we shall
ever be called upon to wage. I believe that it is the last stand
that despotism and autocracy will be able to make in the world. It
is a contest in which the cap of liberty contends with the crown of
tyranny and when it is all over I am sure that the sun of human
brotherhood will rise serene and bright over the fields now
blackened and blasted by the darkness of despotism.

For, strange as it may sound, this is a war against war,--it is a
war waged to wipe the war-lords from off the face of the earth. It
is to be fought for no private cause, for no particular people, for
no one nation, but for humanity itself. For humanity and for a
great principle. The principle that a man the world over shall love
his neighbor and not lord it over him--that by this law alone shall
he continue to live, for all other roads lead but to sure and
certain death. It is "a great conflict between the old order of
privilege and pride and the new order of service and co-operation."

DEMOCRACY IS FRATERNITY

It is autocracy against democracy. Autocracy means the rule of the
Big I, of the Monarch, of the oneman-power. It is rule from the top
down. Democracy is the rule of the people, of all the people, the
great common people. It is rule from the bottom up. In its final
analysis it means fraternity; government by friendship and
brotherly love. It means the coming of the day so well pictured by
Brother Robert Burns

"When man to man the world o'er,
Shall brithers be for a' that!"

Humanity has declared that it will no longer be ruled by right of
blood and birth, but only by virtue of worth and the will of the
people, and that all over this broad earth national barriers shall
be broken down and freedom and fraternity shall reign one and
inseparable forever.

In going into the war then, we are but rallying to the clarion call
of Brother Edwin Markham who cried:

"Come, clear the way, then, clear the way; 
Blind creeds and kings have had their day. 
Break the dead branches from the path: 
Our hope is in the aftermath-- 
Our hope is in heroic men, 
Star-led to build the world again. 
To this Event the ages ran: 
Make way for Brotherhood--make way for Man!"

MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD

Let us not fail to remember that in the settling of world conflicts
there are forces mightier by far than those of arms. It is my
profound conviction that the peaceful revolution that took place in
Russia the other day will prove mightier by far than many marching
hosts to put an end to the terrible tragedy raging in the world
today.

There is another consolation. We shall at last have an opportunity
to pay the debt which we have for so many years owed to the
Republic of France. In my mind's eye I can see the spirit of
Washington saying to the spirit of LaFayette--both good brother
Masons-- "At last, Marquis, my people, my children, are ready to
pay the debt they have owed you for so many years."

THE PRESIDENT'S MESSAGE

The other day the President of the United States delivered to the
people his great war message--a great state paper that will live in
history as long as human souls reach upward to the light and as
long as human hearts hunger for freedom. Let us recall to mind some
of his significant sayings which shine like stars of hope in a
great darkness:

"Our object is to vindicate the principles of peace and justice in
the life of the world as against selfish and autocratic power and
to set up amongst the really free and self-governed peoples of the
world such a concert of purpose and of action as will henceforth
insure the observance of those principles. * * * The peace of the
world is involved and the freedom of its peoples, and the menace to
that peace and freedom lies in the existence of autocratic
governments backed by organized force which is controlled wholly by
their will--not by the will of their people. * * * The world must
be made safe for democracy. Its peace must be planted upon the
tested foundations of political liberty. We have no selfish ends to
serve. We desire no conquest, no dominion. We seek no indemnities
for ourselves, no material compensation for the sacrifices we shall
freely make. We are but one of the champions of the rights of
mankind. We shall be satisfied when those rights have been made as
secure as the faith and the freedom of nations can make them.

"But the right is more precious than peace, and we shall fight for
the things which we have always carried nearest our hearts--for
democracy, for the right of those who submit to authority to have
a voice in their own governments, for the rights and liberties of
small nations, for a universal dominion of right by such a concert
of free peoples as shall bring peace and safety to all nations and
make the world itself at last free."

These are great words from the leader of a great people. Let us
render un'o them the tribute of respect they deserve.

NO QUARREL WITH GERMAN PEOPLE

In that same great utterance he declared: "We have no quarrel with
the German people. We have no feeling toward them but one of
sympathy and friendship. It was not upon their impulse that their
government acted in entering this war. It was not with their
previous knowledge or approval." And right here let me say that
there is not now and never has been in any sober, thinking American
mind any question whatever about the absolute loyalty of our
German-American citizens. Our German-Americans have pledged their
word in loyalty to this country and whatever else may be said
against the German, he always keeps his word.

We stand tonight at the threshold of what may prove to be a massive
and terrible Castle of Horrors. There is nothing left for us to do
but to march into this awful darkness and slowly and surely fight
our way through to the light at the other end. As we begin this
momentous enterprise we should prepare ourselves to face some of
the dangers which we shall most surely meet upon the way.

First, there is the great danger of war graft. When a country
carried away by a mighty flood of patriotism votes and sets aside
millions of money for the defense of its institutions and the
promotion of the great cause of humanity, that is the war grafter's
and the crooked war contractor's harvest; that is when he gets
busy.

GRAFT IS TREASON

We should each and every one of us here tonight pledge ourselves
that in the trying days that are to come we will not for a moment
tolerate any such treason as that. History is full of it. It was
only the other day that the newspapers exposed a terrible case of
war graft in Austria. The crooked dealings of the war contractors
of our civil war and of those who sold to the government poisoned
food to be fed to the poor, weak, fever-ravaged boys in the typhoid
camps in the Spanish-American war are historical scandals that we
would fain forget but are forced to remember only too well.

Yet, even here there are some bright and shining clouds on the
otherwise dark horizon, for I read in the paper this morning of the
fact that a certain war manufacturer was told by our government to
furnish a large order of war supplies at prices fixed by the
government, far lower than the figures the manufacturer had
submitted, and he was told that if the government's order was not
obeyed the plant would be taken over and operated by the
government.

ONE GREAT OFFER

But brighter still than all this and standing out against the
background of graft like a gleaming torch comes the announcement
that Bernard Baruch, commissioner for minerals of the national
defense council, on behalf of the copper trust, has made to this
government a voluntary offer of filling the government's brass
requirements at the cost of production and without any profit to
itself.

This is certainly great and glorious. It is really a genuine
patriotism doing its perfect work. Yet in spite of this bright
promise we should not for a moment relax our watchfulness for the
presence of the burrowing rats of war graft. We must tear open
their nests and destroy them wherever they may appear. Let us not
forget that eternal vigilance is the price of liberty.

Then there is another thing and that is the freedom of the press.
I wish we might realize how hard, bitter and long continued the
struggle was, which won for each one of us the right to freely and
frankly speak out his opinion about the government and about
governmental affairs. If we saw this clearly we would fight all the
more jealously to guard the liberty of the press against invasion
of its sacred rights.

MAY LOSE LIBERTY

When the days come when martial law is substituted for civil law
there is always a great danger that the hard won liberties of the
people will be sacrificed to the requirements of the war-god. There
is always danger that when a vast military power is in dominance,
the liberties of the people will suffer. We, the people, have a
right to know what our government is doing, where it is doing it,
and how it is doing it, and to know that the government servants
are serving the people honestly, wisely and fearlessly.

We are willing to submit to a certain amount of reasonable
regulation, but we are ready to die rather than to have our press
put to silence. It was with a great joy that I read this morning
the declaration of independence of such a great newspaper as the
Chicago Tribune when speaking editorially upon this subject it
said: "So far as the 'Tribune' is concerned it welcomes a sensible
censorship, but law or no law, if the embalmed beef scandal is
repeated in this war in which we are about to engage; if typhoid
camps are erected again, and if men willing to sacrifice themselves
for cause are sacrificed without cause, the facts will be told and
the responsible editors will accept the penalty."

KEEP THE MIND CLEAR

Let there be no clouds of confusion; no mists of misunderstanding
as to why we are at war. Let us not forget that we never would have
gone to war at all, had there been any clean, honorable way to keep
out of it. It was not of our choosing. It was a thing we could
neither help nor avoid. It has been thrust upon us. We have been
forced as a last resort to the use of force because Militarism
being mad, recognizes neither reason nor persuasion, knows nothing
but force and will bow and yield to force and to force alone. Just
there lies the great difference between Militarism and Democracy--
Militarism eagerly flies to force first, for force is its god. But
Democracy resorts to it last, and then only reluctantly, when all
else has failed. Then comes the time when submission becomes a sin
and non-resistance a crime, and we cannot endure to stand tamely by
and see the stars and stripes trampled in the dust by despotism.

We have our work cut out for us, and dirty, disgusting work it may
turn out to be. It is like some other nasty things in life which
need doing but which no one likes to have to do. Yet we dare not
shirk it-- but must do it, and the sooner it's over and done, the
better for us all.

Let us not forget that war-times too often turn out to be
tyrant-times. That war, calling for absolute and unquestioning
obedience, means the centralizing of tremendous power in the hands
of a few. War is a terrible instrument. Fire itself is not more
dangerous. So when this fire of war has done its awful work and the
carrion has been consumed, let us see to it that the flames be
swiftly smothered lest they spread to our own free institutions,
and the temple of human freedom becomes itself but a heap of
smoking ashes.

The very moment our force has done its fearful work we must curb
it, choke it, chain it--turn quickly back to the powers of kindness
and persuasion once more. If we will but do this our burden shall
prove our blessing and the thanks and gratitude of coming
generations shall be ours.

DON'T BE HARDENED

Last but not least, there is the dangerous effect which war may
have upon our own individual characters. Despite the horror and the
carnage we may be compelled to pass through, let us do our level
best not to get hardened toward the high and noble things of life.
Let us be very careful that we do not let hate rage in our hearts
and drive from our souls that precious love of humanity which alone
makes life worth living.

For God's sake, no matter what comes let us not grow wild and
savage and go back once more to the beasts. Let us maintain the
upward and onward march of humanity. Let us control ourselves. Let
us keep sane, keep sweet, keep great, and finally, when the awful
struggle is over, let us be ready to forgive and quick to heal and
bind up the wounds we may be compelled to inflict. Let us do our
level best to see that the world is set free, to bring in the great
day

"When the war drums beat no longer,
And the battle-flags are furled
In the parliament of man,
The federation of the world."

PRAYER OF PIKE

Then shall we realize the prayer of our great prophet and leader,
Albert Pike, soldier, statesman and philosopher, who prayed for the
coming of the day "when all mankind shall be one great lodge of
brethren and wars and persecutions shall be known no more forever
!"

Then will appear that dawning of the better day for which we have
all hoped and worked and suffered and longed and prayed--that day

"When the armies of earth are disbanded
And their trappings are coated with dust;
When the musket forever is silent,
And the cannon is cankered with rust;
When the sword and the helmet lie tarnished
'Mid the rubbish of pomp and display--
We shall wake to the glorious dawning
Of the promised Fraternal day.
And that day shall bring joy to the nations,
For the glow of its generous light
Shall invade the morasses of darkness
And dispel the miasmas of night.

Then the Empire of Right shall be founded,
And the sway of his scepter increase,
Till mankind shall stand shoulder to shoulder
In the ranks--not of war, but of peace.
And the thrones of oppression shall crumble
And the hearts of the tyrants shall quake;
And the haughty shall learn to be humble,
And the mighty their mockings forsake,
For the spirit of Truth shall reign o'er us
And Humanity's banner float free,
Till Fraternity's message is wafted
To the uttermost isles of the sea."
