2So THE ETHICAL KINSHIP 



• My Flag is the star-spangled sky, 



Woven without a seam, 

 Where dawn and sunset colours lie, 



Fair as an angel's dream, 

 The Flag that still unstained, untorili 

 Floats over all of mortal born 



• My Party is all humankind, 



My Platform, brotherhood ; 

 I count all men of honest mind 



Who work for human good, 

 And for the hope that gleams afar. 

 My comrades in the holy war. 



• My Country is the world ! I scorn 



No lesser love than mine, 

 But calmly v.-ait that happy mom 



When all shall own this sign, 

 And love of country, as of clan, 

 Shall yield to love of Man.' 



Robert Whitaker, you are a grand improvement 

 on the * jingo.' But you are still too small. 

 There are conceptions as much more prophetic 

 and exalted than yours as your conception i-s 

 superior to that of the Figian. 



Broad as he is who can look upon all men as 

 his brethren and countr3'men — broad as he is 

 compared with those groundlings called 'patriots,' 

 who can see nothing clearly beyond the bounds of 

 the political unit to which they belong — he is not 

 broad enough. He is still a sectionalist, a. parlialist. 

 He represents but a stage in the process of ethical 

 expansion. He is, in fact, small compared with 

 the universalisty just as the savage is small 

 compared with the philanthropist. * Mankind/ 



