to consider this book as a friend, who has called at your
fireside to tell you _truths_ that you should know, and which, if you
do not learn, will lower you and your posterity to the level of the
commonest slave and place over the most brutal despots the world has
ever known, and these despots are nothing more nor less than the
Catholic Church.

This book comes from a man who does not court the friendship of any
sect of class of men; therefore, it comes to you with intentions as
pure as it is possible for a book to come from the hands of a poor
mortal, who fears _nothing_ but the wrath of a living God.

Catholicism is taught her cunning from her childhood, as she is
taught to watch the ranks of Protestantism and whenever she finds a
weak spot, she turns her forces upon this weakened line, and is
further instructed never to weaken in her continual march of
devastation.

Could the tears that have been shed on account of heartless
Catholicism be gathered in one body, the mighty oceans of the earth
would appear as silvery mountain brooks. Could the innocent blood of
Protestants shed by the heartless hand of Catholicism be congealed,
it would build a purple mountain that would cast a shadow the length
and breadth of this land.

The nations of the earth have had wars from the creation of the
world, but the myriads of those who have fallen in all the battles of
the world would only be a small portion compared to the millions who
have laid down their lives that greedy, abhorrent Catholicism might
be appeased.

It is time for us as _American freemen_ to become free men in every
sense the word implies, and exercise both our franchise and our
brains in relegating this "Scarlet-Robed Hag of Rome" to her original
haunts.

Will you perform your American duty and band together and become a
Protestant army and march out under the blood-stained banner of King
Emanuel and help to make America the greatest Protestant nation the
sun has ever shone upon?

Be men, and by your manhood you can, if you make the start now, lull
into _eternal sleep_ this Romish power which villifies your ambitions
and brands your offspring with the stigma of disgrace.

[Illustration:
"LOOK TO JESUS." "THE POPE AND ME."
"As the Twig is bent the Tree's inclined."
THE TWO WAYS.]

Chapter IV.

Tear from the Citadel of Reason, the Power to Reason,
and You Make Slaves of Humanity.

The men and women of