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The Octopus of the East
It's Menace to Canada
PRICE 25C. The University of British Columbia Library
Copyright in Canada hy
F. Leighton Thomas, 1932. /
IF AN open mind is a qualification for writing forewords, I am eminently the
person to introduce this booklet on The Japanese Menace by Mr. P.
Leighton Thomas. Frankly, I know nothing about the matter. Outside of
the Japanese consul, I don't know a single Japanese by name. I never had
anything to do with the Japanese. I neither like nor dislike them. As the
saying is, they have never cut any ice with me.
Since reading the following pages, however, I have changed my attitude on
this question. While still unwilling to believe every Japanese a villian and
every Chinese an archangel, I am, at long last, actively interested in the
matter. Leighton Thomas has convinced me that "something is wrong." My
curiosity is aroused; I am just a little alarmed; and I must know what is
Slender as it is, this book has disrupted the lethargy of years; and herein
lies its chief recommendation. Mr. Leighton Thomas deals in high explosives
with reckless daring and high courage. He makes arresting statements. He
takes his reputation in his hands in almost every paragraph. Result: The
reader is jarred into a state of awaredness—which is a good state to be in.
Mr. Leighton Thomas, because of his special knowledge and insight in the
matters of which he writes, discerns serious and imminent dangers. He wants
all of us to know about them, investigate them, arrive at convictions about
them. Being human, he doubtless would like us all to think as he does; but
more, I know, he would like us to think, and so visualize what an invasion of
Japs would mean to British Columbia.
Japan   the   Octopus   of  the   East  and   Its   Menace  to
Canada.   "The most Interesting booklet we have read in
a quarter of a century."
—Editor of "The Traveller" through the Great North-west.
"A  book  every  red-blooded  man  and  woman  should
—Editor "The Traveller" to San Diego and the Southland. ^Dedicated to the
Heroic Defenders of the
Forts of IDoosimg
January 1932.
The opinion of the Late Sir Claude
Macdonald, K.C.B., K.C.M.G., Etc., His
Britannic Majesties' Ambassador at Peking,
1898-1902, and Ambassador to Tokio,
"The Immediate Duty of the Western Powers is to
undo all that has been done to weaken China"
Edited and Published by
(A Veteran of the British Imperial Army
Vancouver, February, 1932) THE   TRUTH   ABOUT   THE   JAPANESE
(A Veteran of the Imperial British Army)
Manchuria is a Territory larger than Britain and France put
together—and its resources in minerals and forests and its huge areas
eminently suitable for the prolific growth and profitable export of
many kinds of staple food—such as wheat, barley, oats and a particularly nutritious bean—called the Soya—exceed the combined areas of
Alberta and Saskatchewan.
Also the forests (largely untouched so far) are probably equal to
the immense timber lands of B. C. 40 years ago—and vastly greater
than the depleted timber lands of British Columbia today.
Now these things being so, any keen observer can readily visualize
something of the menace—commercially and otherwise—that Manchuria—under Jap domination—will be a quarter of a Century hence
to this Country.
It is a matter of common knowledge that the soil of very large
areas in Manitoba, Saskatchewan and Alberta is practically exhausted
—from successive cropping without the necessary fertilization—and
that while 25 years ago, 40 to 50 bushels of wheat and 75 bushels of
oats to the acre were the average crop in many parts of these three
provinces (just as that acreage still holds good from the virgin soil
of the Peace River country) that now in Manitoba, Saskatchewan and
Alberta—farmers generaly have to content themselves with a third of
the production of 25 years ago.
And Mr. James Hill—the Great Empire Builder—during the later
years of his life, used to continuously deplore the fact that huge areas
of fertile lands throughout the Red River Valley in the Dakotas
(which in his younger days used to produce 50 to 60 bushels of wheat
and a 100 bushels of oats to the acre), could not now be counted on
for crops averaging more than 10 to 15 bushels to the acre—hence the
wholesale trek of American farmers from the Dakotas—and from the
middle West generally to the Canadian Northwest in the years 1903
to 1907, and the present day trek to the last Great West, namely, the
Peace River Territory.
We all know what the huge shipment of Russian wheat to British
ports has done to the price Canadian farmers formerly got for wheat.
What, then, will be the result when this huge Manchurian Empire
has passed into the possession of a virile, rapacious and militant
people such as the Japanese—who starting out with a population of
say a million of their male subjects in Manchuria today—at the ordinary rate of their tremendous fecundity, will obviously have increased
to at least 20 millions within the next quarter of a century and it is
quite certain that as soon as Japan is safely in the saddle (as she will
be within a year) a further 5 million emigrants will be herded by
the Japanese Government into that fertile territory. 4        JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
If Eastern Canadians with their comfortable feeling of security
from invasion (peaceful or otherwise) have any doubt as to this possibility—let them spend even a week in Vancouver and observe the
hordes of Japanese children pouring like bees out of a hive from the
public schools in this city—and then let them realize (if they can)
that all this has come about within the last 25 years.
And then, when they have returned to their peaceful Ontario
farms and their beautiful cities, let them visualise what the Jap
population of Manchuria (at a similar birth rate) will be in 25 years
from now. It is no exaggeration to put it as probably 20 millions of
a very industrious, very ambitious and very aggressive people—determined BY FAIR MEANS OR FOUL—to get a profitable market for
their huge available exports—and British Columbia being already
largely in the Jap stranglehold—-what more likely than that through
this port will pour an ever-growing stream of Manchurian grown food
stuffs of every kind—and of lumber and coal at half the cost it could
be placed on the market by Canadian labor at Canadian rates of
That the Japs have already captured practically the whole fishing
industry on the British Columbia Coast is known to every intelligent
man in B. C.
The writer can well remember that 25 short years ago, there were
roughly a thousand fishing boats operating on the coast of B. C. and
75% of those were owned and operated by British and Canadian fishermen and the remaining 25% by the Indians, descendants of the
original occupants of this country.
But now we find that about 85% of the whole fishing industry has
passed into the hands of these aggressive and wholly unscrupulous
Japs—I intentionally use these descriptive words—and in a later chapter I propose to prove that both words exactly fit the situation—and to
show your readers something of the unscrupulous methods by which
the Japs have driven Canadian fishermen out of business on this coast.
And when the facts concerning the steal by the Japs of the livelihood formerly held by Canadian Fishermen and the wholly unscrupulous methods used, are fully known and realized, your readers will be
the better able to visualize what it will mean to Canada (and British
Columbia in particular) to have as competitors a virile, militant
nation of Manchurian Japs, able at will to pour into Canada ( and into
many other countries which Canada now supplies) huge quantities of
lumber, coal, grain, etc., at prices that Canadians, under present
rentals, and taxation, and royalties, and what not—could never hope
to compete with—thus leaving the Jap Nation ever richer and richer,
and a more dangerous neighbor—while Canadians become ever poorer
and poorer, first losing their fishing industry (which B. C. has already
lost) and then their lumber, coal and grain industries, and in addition
to that a very large part of the present Canadian exports which will
unquestionably be cut in half by Manchurian competition. What then
will the position of Canada be?
The next chapter will clearly show the continuous menace of Jap
espionage and unscrupulous encroachment of the Japs on B. C. Fishing
grounds, and some astounding facts will be related. AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 5
Some Facts re the Continuous Menace of Jap Espionage on the B. C.
Coast and the Proposed Absorption Commercially of the Whole
of B. C. in the Not Distant Future.
In the last Chapter I promised to make known some astounding
incidents re Jap espionage on the B. C. Coast.
About 13 years ago the writer, in company with a leading Chartered Accountant, a young Barrister, and two Ex-Army Officers, made
an auto tour of Vancouver Island—this being the second of similar
auto trips made by the same party about Easter time—when the
valleys there are a blaze of colour—scores of blue hyacinth on one
side, and whole stretches of the yellow cowslip in view from the
opposite window and the apple trees just coming into bud.
And I recall as if it were yesterday that after supper when seated
round the big open hearth in the lobby of one of the most cozy and
home-like hotels on the Island—we listened with interest to the fishing
and hunting stories of the ideal English host—leaving early next day
for the Campbell river fishing ground.
A year later found the same half-dozen widely travelled men
repeating their former delightful auto trip round Vancouver Island—
and on the second night from Victoria we again found ourselves round
the blazing logs in the lobby of the same hotel.
But from the time we had registered in the later afternoon we
had sensed that there was an absolute difference in the atmosphere
of the place. The affable and hospitable landlord was still in control
—but there was a kind of depressing atmosphere, totally different to
the delightful evening we had spent there the year before.
Our hospitable host only appeared for a moment or two—at half
hour intervals, and from his worn and down-hearted appearance we
realized that there was obviously some trouble on his mind and finally
the writer ventured to inquire how the business was going—and then,
for the first time that night—he joined us in front of the fire—and
bit by bit told us the following astounding story of Jap espionage and
Jap ingratitude—the whole clearly showing what is really in the minds
of these ever smiling and wholly unprincipled Japs.
The story began with reference to our previous visit the year
before and how he—then free of the details of the management of
lobby and bar—had been able to spend the evening entertaining our
party—but now—Ah !   Well—much had since happened.
"When you were here before gentlemen," he began. "It was the
third year of the War and although an assistant we had trained for
nearly a year had gone to the War—still we were in constant touch
wTith him, and we constantly hoped for his safe return."
"We have no family and we had found a very well educated and
(it seemed to us) a very reliable Japanese—who, after six months or
so became a trusted employee. My wife and I felt that at any time
we could go to Victoria or even to Vancouver for a few days and safely
trust everything to this Jap—who from Porter had been promoted to {-
Clerk and Bookkeeper at this Hotel*—in fact we gradually got to
regard him as one of the family and implicitly trusted him. The keys
to the safe, the locking up of the bar, and transfer of the contents of
the cash register to the big safe in the lobby, had gradually been left
almost entirely to him.
"Then one fine morning (I recall as if it were yesterday) our
Clerk received a telegram (which later turned out to be a cable) over
which he was very mysterious—and during the day several telegrams
passed between our Jap Clerk and the Consul in Vancouver and that
evening he announced his intention of immediately proceeding to
Vancouver to join up with others for service in France."
"Well, after nearly a year of faithful service, we, of course, were
loathe to lose him, but most of our own relatives had gone long ago—
so we forgot the inconvenience it would probably cause us to replace
him, and we helped to start him on with many little articles of clothing
and what not that my wife rushed out to the store to get for his comfort in the trenches—and for a year or so we regularly sent a hamper
of food and clothing every week—occasionally getting a line from our
late employee—whose name as given to us was '' TAKIHASHI.''
"And then came the Armistice—and for weeks we lived in expectation of seeing our former employee return to his former work behind
the desk in this lobby. One night, just after dinner, when I was making up the accounts for the day, the door was roughly pushed open
and a very disreputable looking person wearing a khaki overcoat, with
a whisky bottle sticking out of the pocket came into the lobby—
accompanied by a score or more of Japs—many of whom we recognized as having been in the Bar from time to time. They were obviously wildly excited—and from time to time burst into volleys of
cheers—which I believe they call 'Banzais.'
"Looking at this apparently disreputable looking person we quite
failed to recognize our former meticulously clean Japanese clerk, but
presently, when the cheering had somewhat died down, he came up
to the desk and very roughly shouted: 'Get me a bed, and tell Mrs.
 to get some supper for me and all my friends.'   Of course, I was
completely astounded at this order, because it had never been our
custom to serve meals to Jap laborers in the hotel dining-room • in
any case, the dining-room was closed for the night and both the chef
and waitresses had gone home. While I was hesitating and wondering
what to do with this unruly crowd the Jap who had given this peremptory order again came up to the desk and said: 'Don't you know
me ? Why I am TAKIHASHI—order supper for this bunch, and do it
To say that I was astounded would be to put it very mildly, but
just at that moment, while I was considering whether to send for the
City Constable, my wife came down the stairs—whereupon the whole
gang seemed to recover their ordinary manners, and smiling and
bowing, told my wife 'they had brought Takihashi home.'
'' So everything was forgiven and he was received like a long lost
son and by degrees, but with a good deal of trouble, we got the gang
of Jap laborers out of the lobby, and Takihashi was induced to go up
to the room he formerly occupied. AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 7
"He had disappeared before I came down the next morning, and
we neither saw nor heard anything of him during the day—but about
10 o'clock that night, just when my two bar-tenders were about to
close the bar—a lot of excited drunken Japanese, headed by Takihashi,
forced their way into the bar and Takihashi immediately ordered my
two Canadian bar tenders to serve the crowd with such liquor as they
desired. The bar tenders remembering the trusted position that
Takihashi formerly held in this hotel, and assuming that he would
personally settle later whatever the charge might be, served them
with such drinks as they asked for.
"Then came another peremptory demand from Takihashi, that
more drinks should be immediately served and while the bar-tenders
were hesitating (it being already within about two minutes to closing
time) Takihashi jumped over the bar followed by a dozen of his
friends— and every kind of bottle was distributed amongst the crowd
—whereupon the two bar-tenders rushed into the lobby. I was just
phoning to our solitary Constable to get together a band of citizens
and come to our aid before the hotel was burnt down.—but while I was
phoning Takihashi came into the lobby from the bar, followed by
about a score of his friends each of them carrying a bottle—and on
my remonstrating in stronger language that I had ever used to Takihashi before, he became violently excited and insolent and in a few
minutes the gang had picked him up shoulder high and they marched
out of this hotel singing what I was later told was their National
Anthem—and we never saw them again.
'' On the following morning several of the leading business men of
the town, including the manager of the telegraph office, told me that
a whole stack of telegrams—and some cables had arrived during the
past 24 hours for Takihashi—and of course we were very much puzzled
as to what it could all mean—but later in the day we learned that he
had been taken by special auto to Nanaimo intending to catch the
Empress due to leave Vancouver that day.
"Well for weeks my wife and I grieved over the whole incident
—and then it was gradually forgotten.
"Two months ago a retired British officer of high rank in the
Indian Army came to stay at this hotel for the fishing season in the
Campbell River, and somehow (at the telegraph office I understood
later) he had heard of the troubles we had had with Takihashi—so
he asked me about it, and I told him the whole story. He asked if I
had a photograph of this ex-clerk of ours—which I couldn't find at
the moment—but my wife said she believed there was one still tacked
up in the room Takihashi had occupied while in service here—so
this officer asked if he might go up to look at it—and when he came
down with it in his hand—(together with a whole basketful of torn
telegrams and cables and quite a quantity of blue prints and maps,
which, with the assistance of my wife, he had found in a part of the
attic which we had turned over to Takihashi for his use when Le
explained he wanted it as a dark room for development of photos).
The British officer asked me to go with him to my private office a 3 he
had something of considerable importance to tell me. £~
"Then he produced the photo and said: 'Do you know who this
man really is?' And to my astonishment, he went on to say. 'Why
that is the photograph of an officer of high rank in the Japanese army.
In fact, his present rank is that of Inspector General, and for the
last six months he has been engaged in a continuous lecture tour
amongst the various Japanese army centres. And I might tell you that
his favorite text (illustrated by elaborate lantern slides)—is how
the British Columbia coast affords a perfectly safe landing place for a
Japanese army—strong enough to carry everything before it to the
summit of the Rockies—from which no Canadian force could, in his
opinion, ever be able to dislodge them.'
"So during the succeeding days my wife and I often talked over
this series of astounding incidents—recalling many things—which at
the time did not seem significant to us. For instance, that while the
Japanese destroyers were hiding in the Alberni Canal, during the War,
and with the assistance of the Kent and Sussex (the British ships at
Esquimalt) were continuously sending out misleading communications
for the purpose of misleading the German Fleet—then, known to be
off the coast of California—(and possibly en route to the B. C. coast).
Takihashi had asked for a week's leave to visit a friend on one of the
Jap destroyers as (with many bows and smiles) he had explained to
us—and the accidental discovery by my wife while he was at the
telegraph office one afternoon of two or three uniforms covered with
gold braid, etc., in Takihashi's room. When asked about the uniforms
he had explained that they were the uniforms of some officers that
had been sent to him to photograph. But now we know better, (in
fact we know now that those were Takihashi's own uniforms—the
uniforms of an officer of high staff rank in the Jap army)—and we
are still wondering when we shall see Takihashi landing at the head
of a Jap army somewhere in this vicinity—to carry out his threatened
capture of B. 0." AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 9
The Jap occupation of Manchuria and what it will mean to Canada
when that huge territory has a twenty-five million population
of virile, aggressive and militant people.
In the last Chapter I related some facts of Jap Espionage on the
coast of Vancouver Island—in the vicinity of the strategic Alberni
Canal entrance. _ _  .
Three days later our party on its return from Campbell River
decided to spend the night at a delightfully cozy little inn at Parksville, called "The Island Hall.1'
We arrived about an hour before dinner and sitting round the
blazing logs which the experienced English hostess always had burning night and day> we got acquainted with an old rancher from
Alberta whom we had noticed there when we had breakfast at this
little inn the previous week.
And as it got nearer the dinner hour we noticed quite a number
of well-known society women of Victoria arriving in autos; about
half of them were in evening dress, but to our surprise our friend
the oldtimer trooped into the dining-room in thick boots and worn
tweeds, seeming quite at home amongst these society folk; and later
ar; und the open hearth, he told us how and why he was so much at
home in the lobby and dining-room of this fashionable hotel. He said
he had been compelled to seek shelter there from the hostile and
vicious Jap fishermen, who claimed to have fishing concessions covering the whole water front in that vicimty. He had homesteadedin
Alberta nearly thirty years previously and, with War prices for his
wheat in 1915 to 1918, had done fairly well, so he and his wife decide.d
to leave the grown-up family to look after the farm for the winter
months, while they holidayed in Victoria. They were persuaded to go
by stage to Alberni and stop off a day or two (en route) at Duncan
and at other English settlements, and finally decided to stay a week at
the old Rod-and-Gun Inn at Parksville.
It was then March, Vancouver Island was beginning to put on
its spring dress—and the "old war horse" was getting uneasy about
the crops then being put in on the old homestead, but his wife liked
the Parksville country so much that they decided to buy a little ten-
acre tract close to the Island Hall Hotel. In the following autumn
they had bid good-bye to the Alberta ranch and returning to Parksville built a little six-room bungalow on their ten-acre tract which
ran down to the shore of the wonderful moon-like bay at Parksville. '','
So the bungalow was built and all seemed rosy on the horizon for
a peaceful, restful ending to a long life of toil on the Alberta ranch.
But, alas, they had never heard of the agressive tactics of Jap
fishermen on the coast of Vancouver Island, and so innocently supposed that if they bought a small boat they could go out into the bay
opposite their own land to catch a handful of fish for their own use. A
rude and viciously hostile  awakening awaited them.    On the  third 10       JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
morning, while this old pioneer of Western Canada was out in his
little boat just off the shore of his property, a high-powered fishing
launch with a dozen or so of Japs on board circled him at such a high
rate of speed that the little boat was several times on the verge of
being capsized. When he at last reached the shore in front of his
bungalow two of the Japs also stepped ashore and very roughly
warned him that all the fishing rights in that and other waters for
miles in each direction had been leased to a Jap company and that no
Canadians would be permitted to fish in those waters.
The old pioneer was not by any means a tenderfoot. He and his
neighbors, in the early days of Alberta ranching, had repeatedly stood
shoulder to shoulder to protect their stocks and barns from bands of
roving Indians, and in later years from Yankee cattle rustlers who
frequently tried to drive Alberta stock across the line into Montana.
Neither he nor his sturdy wife was disposed to give up what they
bel'eved were their positive rights without a stiff fight, but as he saw
that the Japs had several rifles on their launch he wisely decided to
claim the protection of the Victoria Government.
Having got the janitor of the Island Hall Hotel and two neighbors
to agree to keep a watchful eye on their bungalow, he and his wife
left on the next stage for Victoria, but at the Government Offices there
they were told that it was a "Dominion matter and must be taken up
with the Inspector of Fisheries at Westminster."
So to Westminster they decided to go, and were there told "That
certain waters including the Bay of Parksville had been leased to a
Jap company, but that you are certainly entitled to catch any fish
for your own use." So they went back to the Parksville bungalow
and for two days were not molested. On the third day, however,
several shots struck the water near his small boat, and again the high-
powered Jap launch circled his tiny boat. It was with great difficulty
that he made the shore safely; and then, with rifles in their hands, two
of the Japs stepped ashore and gave what they called a final warning
never again to encroach on what they claimed was their fishing ground
under their lease from the Dominion Government.
Then ensued weeks and months of weary waiting while this honest
old pioneer Alberta farmer endeavoured to obtain justice from Ottawa.
Several patriotic organizations and three local members of Parliament
bombarded Ottawa with strong representations, only to be told: "The
Japs have been granted certain fishing concessions—and nothing can
be done about this matter until their concessions expire." Meanwhile
his boat was mysteriously wrecked and broken to pieces, and his house
was twice set on fire in an equally mysterious way. All this broke
down the nerves of the elderly wife and finally she insisted on going
back to the old Alberta homestead. Thus our friend had taken refuge
in the Island Hall Hotel until he could get some offer for his ten-acre
tract and the little bugalow and so also get away from these vicious
and hostile Japs.
Later the waiter verified the facts herein stated and a campaign
wras set in motion, which in a year or two resulted in the "Powers AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 11
that be" at Ottawa realizing the terrible menace these Japs had become to the white population of Vancouver Island. Thank God, to-day,
their concessions have been reduced to a minimum.
Later at.Victoria we met a well-known ex-hotel employee. He
had been bus-driver at a leading hotel there for many years, but
having a strain of Swedish blood in him was always hankering after
life on the ocean. With fairly good wages, and the generous tips from
the fifty or so tourists he handled daily in and out of the Hotel with
his bus, he had saved up about $5,000, so he decided to quit bus driving
and buy a fishing launch and go to the mouth of the Alberni Canal
where he had repeatedly been told he could easily make from $20 to
$40 a day catching salmon for the canning companies.
Like the Alberta pioneer, the bus-driver also had failed to realize
what the Jap menace to white fishermen really meant—but after
about two months of continuous fighting, nets frequently ruined, and
bullets striking his boat night after night so terrorized his wife that
she made him come away from there while his skin was whole. He
lost three-fourths of the money he had put into the venture and was
driven out of those fishing grounds on the coast of Vancouver Island,
by the hostility of the Japs.
In the next Chapter some further facts of considerable interest
will be related. 12       JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
My readers will recall the old proverb that "Murder Will Out,'
and the same thing frequently applies to the most carefully prepared
schemes of espionage. The Japs (as everybody who has ever had anything to do with them will know) are extremely thorough in
everything they do—that is a National characteristic—but as you
also know, "the best laid schemes of mice and men gang aft aglee,"
and that is exactly what happened in a couple of cases of which I am
going to tell you.
About twenty years ago the writer happened to be living in Portland, Oregon, and during November and December of that year the
Columbia River reached its highest flood mark in fifty years, inundating the basements of practically all hotels, houses and stores within
several blocks of the river with several feet of water.
Now, in most downtown hotels, trunks and grips left by departing
guests for storage are sent down to the basement there to remain till
called for; but, after the water had receded or been pumped out, the
manager of one such hotel decided that as the clothes in those trunks
must be soaked with muddy water, he should, in the interests of his
former guests, open the trunks and grips and dry out the contents.
One trunk had a very peculiar foreign lock and the janitor had
no keys that would fit it—so he reported to the office and the hotel
manager went down with him to the basement, and then recollected
that that trunk had been left there two years before by a very well-
dressed Jap, who seemed well supplied with money and occupied one
of the best suites in the hotel. Assuming that some first-class clothes
were probably in the trunk, the manager sent for some skeleton keys
in order that the contents might be salvaged. Finally, an expert locksmith managed to get it open, but none of the expensive clothes the
landlord expected to see were visible; the trunk was filled with maps
and blue-prints, beautifully done, though somewhat discoloured by
the flood water.
After supper that night the landlord happened to mention this
discovery to a very experienced railway engineer, who for forty years
had made that hotel (because of its nearness to the depot) his headquarters when in Portland. The maps, blue-prints, etc., then partially
dried out, were brought up for his inspection. Having examined the
blueprints, the engineer urgently recommended that the whole trunk
be sent at once to the City Hall for further inspection by the city
engineers. After days of microscopic examination (so finely were
they drawn) it was stated in the Portland Press that the maps were
far more elaborate than anything the city engineer had in his own
"Frisco" 20 years ago) WOULD HAVE BEEN BLOWN UP, AND
Further examination of other rolls of maps and blue-prints found
in a second trunk clearly showed that the same elaborate plans had
been made for the quick destruction of Vancouver, Victoria, Seattle,
San Francisco, Los Angeles, and San Diego.
Later, the California members of the State Legislature at Sacramento passed very strict laws to enable the Attorney-General very
promptly to set in motion drastic action in connection with this Jap
menace, and although the so-called "silvered tongued orator," William Jennings Bryan, Secretary of State in the Wilson administration
was sent post-haste to Sacramento to head off the proposed legislation,
his oratory had absolutely no effect. The Californians, (some of the
old Vigilantes) remembering the old gold mining era, and its necessary
short shrift for traitors and spys were not to be turned aside from
their obvious duty by silvered tongued orators. Extremely stringent
laws were passed without a single dissentient vote, and Bryan went
back to Washington like a whipped dog with its tail between its legs,
and ever since those days Japs are not "persona grata" in the
great state of California; AND THE SOONER BRITISH COLUMBIA
WAKES UP TO THE SITUATION HERE (in the matter of its
fisheries and its huge lumber tracts) THE BETTER IT WILL BE FOR
The Japanese detail a distinguished naval officer to ferret out the
secret plans of the British Admiralty.
For several years prior to the Great War the writer had liveol
in San Diego (Southern California) and had often been trusted with
journalistic work (call it propaganda if you like) for the Hotel Coro-
nado, which in those days (although built a quarter of a century
before) was one of the principal and most delightful hotels in Southern
California and for ten or fifteen years had been not only the rendezvous for scores of millionaire Americans (there were often about a
score of private cars on the siding in the Coronado Hotel grounds)
but the winter home of many distinguished British Army and Navy
There were polo matches almost daily and as Mr. Spreckles (the
Honolulu sugar king) not only owned the Hotel but also owned the
street car system, the whole of the water supply, and the ferries
between San Diego and Coronado, his managers regularly offered very
valuable prizes to polo players, and so there were teams there from 14       JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
all over the States—and a huge attendance of the public (often over
ten thousand people) to watch the polo games.
One of the most expert players was a distinguished retired
Admiral of the British Navy and as this officer (a titled man) was
extremely popular with the Yankee dowagers and their marriageable
daughters, entertainments of one kind or another followed all day in
rapid succession. Swimming in the early morning, a visit to the City
about noon, polo in the afternoon, garden parties galore between four
and six p.m. Frequently a full dress banquet in the . evening, and
possibly dancing in the hotel ballroom until the early hours.
So "The Admiral" (as he was known all over San Diego) found
it necessary to keep an experienced valet. For that work the manager
of the hotel recommended an unusually intelligent Japanese employee
who spoke the English (as well as Yankee) language quite fluently.
So efficient was this valet that "The Admiral" was always turned
out ju4t as if he had stepped out of the state room on board his
The Jap valet seemed instinctively to know what uniforms (and
even what decorations) should be worn for all official occasions, semi-
private or military dinners, and everything wrent like clock-work,
notwithstanding the fact that there were often four to six changes
daily, from morning dress to polo rig, from polo dress to formal
morning costume for garden parties, to uniform dress for official
banquets and so on.
One morning, while "The Admiral" was sipping his chocolate
and glancing through his mail, he heard, through the open French
windows, what he instantly recognized as the salute of some foreign
warship. Togo the valet was summoned and told to enquire at the
office what ships were then entering the harbour. There was no need
for Togo to go down, to the office (probably they would not have
known anyhow) but Togo, with flashing eyes and many smiles, was
able to furnish the fullest details. The salute had come from a Jap
Squadron consisting of two vessels manned by Naval Cadets, and
commanded by a Vice-Admiral of the Japanese Imperial Navy.
Curiously enough, Togo was able to tell the British Admiral not
only the name of the Jap commander and the names of the captains of
each warship, but a great deal of their former history; but as you
know the Japs are very thorough, and so his knowledge at the time
did not surprise the British Admiral. Later, when dressing, he suddenly recalled that when a British Squadron to which he was attached
had been in Oriental waters some years before, he had met this Jap
commander. So he decided he would make a courtesy call that afternoon and instructed Togo to get out a formal morning costume (uniform, since he was now retired, not being permissible) and at about
two in the afternoon he started off after telling Togo he would be back
by three, and to have his polo rig laid out.
In the lobby he was met by the British Consul who handed over
to him a heavy bag of despatches. Although retired, the Ex-Admiral
had, up to his retirement, held such a vitally important command that
despatches were still being regularly sent to him concerning matters AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 15
of vital importance on which the Lords of the Admiralty desired his
opinion, and after some discussion with the British Consul he took the
despatch case up to his suite and resumed his interrupted visit to the
Jap Vice-Admiral. He presented his card and was escorted with the
usual innumerable bows and smiles to the Admiral's quarters.
While the incidents of the previous visit to Japan and later developments in the Orient were discussed, and refreshments served, the
time passed quickly. Suddenly, however, the British Admiral (with
his ears tuned to hear the slightest unusual noise on a warship at
anchor) noticed something unusual was taking place on the top deck.
Bugles sounded, peremptory calls were to be heard, followed by a
rush of the Jap Cadets to the other end of the ship. No explanation
was given by the Jap commander—but to the sharp eyes of the British
Admiral it was obvious that his host was in a state of extreme nervousness. In a few7 minutes a staff officer came to the state room whereupon the Jap commander made elaborate but very hurried apologies
for being called away for a few minutes and asked if the British
Admiral would kindly permit his staff officer to entertain him for ten
minutes or so, after which he would be happy to escort the British
Admiral back to the hotel.
The Jap staff officer either did not (or at least pretended that he
did not) understand much English and so the British Admiral suggested that he would stroll out on the deck until the Jap commander
was disengaged and with obvious reluctance the Jap staff officer had
to agree.
As soon as they left the Jap commander's quarters the English
Admiral noticed a pinnace approaching at top speed. Sitting in the
bow was a Jap Naval officer of high rank, in full uniform. Frantically, the Jap staff officer endeavoured to distract the Admiral's
attention from the approaching pinnace, but by this time the Admiral
was beginning to wonder what was really going on behind this
extremely polite solicitation to get him to look in any other direction.
The pinnace came alongside, bugles blew, trumpets sounded a
stirring fanfare of welcome. The guns roared out the usual salute to
a visiting Admiral of the Imperial Japanese fleet, and a moment later
he was inspecting the Cadet Guard of Honor. The British Admiral
had strolled nearer and on rounding the left flank of the reception
guard, he saw to his amazement that the high ranking officer of the
Jap fleet was none other than Togo, his own erstwhile "priceless"
valet! During that split second, mutual recognition passed between
them.   It was a "minute that seemed a year."
Ten minutes later the Britisher was seated in the same pinnace
(after the usual diplomatic excuses and farewells) on his way back
to the Hotel Coronado. On arriving there his first thought was of
the open despatch case that he, two short hours before had left in
Togo's care. Needless to say, the various sealed packages had been
opened and very cleverly resealed, and although some were in code
the Admiral (with no thought of espionage in that delightful Hotel
of Southern California) had unfortunately left the code book in an
unlocked drawer, so obviously nothing was hidden from Togo, who was 16       JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
never seen again either at the hotel or in any part of Southern
Very polite excuses were forthwith sent to the City and the
Exposition Officials regretting the inability (through indisposition)
of the Jap Vice-Admiral to attend any of the entertainments that had
been arranged in his honor and he was never again seen, although
this cadet squadron remained in the harbor several weeks.
Later, the writer, having been instrumental in arranging several
special sight-seeing tours for these cadets, was honored with an
invitation to lunch aboard one of their ships and had the pleasure of
tasting their rather heady sake wine and vainly endeavouring to
convey curried rice  (with chop sticks only) to his hungry tummy.
Some time afterwards, when a return visit was paid to my office
in the Plaza (opposite the U. S. Grant Hotel) by one of the Senior
Cadets I questioned him closely as to the Vice-Admiral's long illness
and after the second bottle of Angelica (that delightful Southern
California wine) had been disposed of, the Cadet Lieutenant suddenly
jumped to his feet with a frenzied salute and in husky tones said:
"Our commander has gone home to Japan and a new commander is
now on his way here."
I opened another bottle, and before we finished it I had learnt the
whole story. The Japs, for over a thousand years of Imperialism have
had behind them a very rigid army and navy code of honor which
does not allow of failure under any circumstances. So when this
ghastly espionage fiasco was realized by Togo—the erstwhile valet—
(and no doubt communicated to Tokio within the hour) there was no
alternative (under this rigid code of honor) than that the Vice-
Admiral (being the goat) should terminate his naval career. Ai_d his
spirit only returned to the Land of his Fathers for the usual Hari-Kari
had taken place almost before the British Admiral had returned to
the Coronado Hotel, and only the embalmed body had gone, back to
rest under the Cherry and Wistaria trees of Imperial Japan. AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 17
Chapter two and three of this booklet will have clearly shown
the reader the terrible menace of these militant, aggressive and unscrupulous Japs, and something of their methods in brow-beating the
peacefully inclined British and Canadian fishermen out of their natural
heritage and lawful rights on their own coast of British Columbia.
However, the menace of the Japs to our fishermen is only one
phase of the situation. In Vancouver today there are at least a
thousand Japs brazenly holding down jobs which rightly belong to the
rising generation of Canadians, young fellows just leaving High
School and University.
For instance, in 9 out of 10 of the larger hotels and apartment
houses, the elevators are operated by Japs; and this while it is a
matter of common knowledge that there are several thousand young
Canadians who could easily do that work and would be very glad
to get it until times improve. Literally thousands of the wealthiest
and most influential men in the States, (during the last hundred
years), started as newsboys, telegraph messengers, elevator boys,
stewards of boats and trains, and in similar humble positions, and
the writer sees no reason why smart young fellows from the schools
and colleges of B. C. should not (pro tern at least) take on jobs of
this sort. Unfortunately for them, however, because of the unscrupulous methods of the Japs, even this opportunity is closed to all
except the members of the Jap "Bell Boy Trust" and its friends.
The pay and gratuities are quite substantial, averaging $3 a
day from November to May, and $4 to $5 a day from June to September when tourists and travellers are pouring through this and
other B. C. cities. Native-born employees are not privileged to
share in this stream of money, however, for Canadian youths are not
favorably looked upon for these positions by the majority of the
hotel managers and their clerks. This is mainly for two reasons:
First—Canadian youths will not consent to be used as spies, and it
is a matter of common knowledge to all well-informed travellers
that fully 85% of the city hotels are largely places of assignation,
(practically glorified road houses and nothing more), in which the
hotel managers and clerks use the Japs continuously to spy on the
guests. This work, thank God! Canadians refuse to do—but the
Japs are absolute experts at it.
Here is an instance of how Jap espionage in hotels works out:
A good-looking couple arrive on the bus, off the boat or train, and
all hotel clerks are adepts at sizing up couples who, possibly, have
omitted the marriage ceremony, and, in the language of the day, are
just out for a good time, when such a couple appears, they wink
at the Jap elevator man, thus instantly insuring continuous espionage
(through the key-hole or over the transom and by means of skeleton
keys) so long as the couple remain in the house. All their doings,
and the contents of their grips are observed by these infernal Japs, 18       JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
and by them made known to the office. This is done right along in a
large number of second-rate city hotels, wherever Japs are employed.
Also, when tired travellers order up a tray from a near-by cafe,
they nearly always leave 25c or more on the tray to cover service.
If there were Canadians on the elevator the Canadian would go
fifty-fifty with the other Canadian boy who had brought the tray
from the cafe, (and there are often from 20 to 30 trays per day).
But the white Cafe Bus-boy (the tray bearer) never gets a cent; the
Japs have an iron-clad rule to grab the lot and many of the hotel
clerks stand in with him, and so the Canadian bus-boy is never permitted to personally take up those trays. There is a standing order
that all this must be left to the Japs to handle.
In this way alone at least a thousand smart young Canadians
are to-day kept out of profitable and not unpleasant work, solely
because of the Jap chronic disposition to spy on the guests. (Sir
Arthur Currie in a speech recently delivered in the East, stated that
he believed that from the time he landed in Japan last year he never
for one moment felt free of espionage by the Japs in the hotels and
in every place he went). This willingness to divide fifty-fifty with
these greedy hotel clerks secures for Japs steady jobs which really
belong to young Canadians, and it is not an exaggeration to say
that the total remuneration got by Jap elevator operators totals from
$4 to $5 a day all through the summer.
Whenever there is a vacancy the Jap applicant willingly puts
up as much as fifty to a hundred dollars, which is split between the
hotel clerk and the senior Jap employee, to secure the job for him.
This is being done right along in most of these hotels where Japs are
employed! For instance the head porter of a great railway hotel
on the B. C. coast is known to require (and to get) a straight $500
for each Jap bell-boy put on at that hotel; and 75% of these Jap hotel
employees have to-day expensive autos and substantial bank accounts!
A few years ago the writer happened to be one of a dozen business
men waiting their turn near the pay teller's wicket in the Bank of
Montreal. And a Jap in C. P. R. Hotel uniform was first at the wicket,
and the total currency handed him by the bank teller exceeded
fifteen thousand dollars. The writer had known that teller several
years, and some comment was made by myself and two other business
men next in line regarding the large amount we had just seen this
Jap receive on a cheque. Frankly, we were both puzzled and
Six weeks later the teller left the bank to take a position with a
trust company in this city, and, having some business at the office of
that trust company, I referred to this incident. The ex-bank teller
replied: "Yes I remember perfectly. There were two brothers, and
that cheque you saw cashed bore both signatures. Their account had
been regularly accumulating for over eight years. When they opened
it neither of them could understand English; I understood they had
arrived only a few weeks before, and they were accompanied by the
head Jap porter to explain to us that they wanted to open an account
and to show them how to sign their names. The day you refer to
they were closing their account here  as they intended leaving for AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 19
Japan the following day. I recall that they had drawn three thousand dollars the previous day, to pay as they told me, for an expensive
auto they were taking out on the Empress, and they said they were
going to open a hotel in Tokio."
Eight years in Vancouver at pleasant work and tips galore (this
was in the boom days) and there you are! Fifteen thousand dollar^
handed them by that bank teller right under the eye of the writer,
and the teller's word that three thousand dollars had been paid over
to them the previous day; and all this accumulated (largely by tips
from wealthy Britishers and partly by boot-legging which was rampant in those days). In eight short years, while thousands of smart
young Canadian youths were vainly walking the streets looking for
work of any kind, these unscrupulous Japs, by bribing those responsible for hiring them, had secured jobs which had enabled them to pile
up a substantial fortune!
Now, for nearly a hundred years, ever since the gold days of the
Cariboo, Chinese by the thousands have arrived in British Columbia;
but to this day the writer has never heard of a single Chinaman arriving here with any idea in his heart as to the conquest of this
country; whereas every Jap arriving here has that idea firmly fixed in
his mind. The Chinese have ever been content to help Canadians to
develop this country, to build railways, to find gold in mines or rivers,
to grow vegetables, to run laundries, to help with the kitchen work
in cafes, and in every way to help their Canadian friends. The writer
has yet to hear of any instance where the Chinese clash with young
Canadians looking for employment.
One never hears of Chinese trying to bribe Dominion officers to
get valuable fishing concessions, but through sheer trickery, the Japs
have displaced fifteen thousand Canadians in the fishing industries
on this coast!
The Chinese never attempt to compete with Canadian youths for
hotel work, such as operating elevators, operating gas stations, or
driving taxis, but in these and in a score of other ways the Japs are
ever on the look out for opportunities to displace the Canadian. As a
Concerning the Downright Dishonesty (Now Internationally Recognized)   of the Japanese  Nation,  Both Politically and  in Their
Commercial Contacts the World Over.   The Chinese for Hundreds
of Years Have Been Regarded by Leading Bankers and Other
Big Financial Men as Having an Iron-Clad Rule.    That
Their Word Is "as Good as Their Bond."   And They
Scrupulously Live up to It.
The writer can recall (as if it were yesterday) that about 25 years
ago the London Times—the greatest and most powerful newspaper in
the world—published three letters, the gist of which was as follows:
The first letter was from the president of one of the largest insurance companies in the world, and he said: "It is with great regret
that after many years of patient, energetic effort to establish the life
insurance idea in Japan, our chief officials in the country, and the
executive officers here in London, have come to the unanimous conclusion that the issue of life policies to Japs is too great a risk to be
carried. Time after time we have accepted an individual whom our
doctors out there certified as being in perfect health, but time after
time (almost invariably in fact) these Jap policy holders came to some
mysterious end and a corpse is shown to our investigators purporting
to be the body of the man to whom we had issued a policy. Apparently
there was nothing that could be done about it, but pay, and so we have
paid, and paid, and paid, only to find in a number of cases that within
a few months the insured man was not only still alive—BUT HAD
there is apparently no alternative than to close up the whole of our
offices in Japan, which had been opened there at an enormous
About a week later another letter appeared signed by an Anglican
Bishop who was recognized as one of the three leading Bishops of the
church. He wrote: "I have read with much interest the letter appearing in one of your recent issues from the president of one of our
greatest insurance companies, and, with much regret, feel compelled
to say that I believe it is the unanimous consensus of opinion of the
leaders of the Church of England that anything in the way of conversion of the Japanese is practically impossible. The Church of
England has spent millions in supporting an army of missionaries, and
the results are practically nil; so I greatly fear that for the present, at
all events, the Japanese field must be abandoned."
A few days later a third letter appeared, signed by the governor
of what is probably the greatest banking institution in the world.
He said:   "The letters of the president of the Insurance Co., and
the Bishop of appearing in recent issues of the 'Times' have been
brought to my attention, and I believe that I may safely say that
the experience of all British bankers having business with Japanese
business firms is frequently most unsatisfactory.   For several hundred AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 21
years the leading British bankers have had extensive dealings with
many of the Chinese merchants and I think I may say that I have
never known a single instance of our bankers having any cause to
regret having handled their business; but I am sorry to say that our
dealings with Jap merchants almost invariably end in disaster. In
short, I may say, that in my opinion, (and I believe all British bankers
would agree) it is safer for any banker to trust one of the big Chinese
merchants with ten or twenty thousand pounds on his own promissory
note than to trust a Jap with even the smallest amount even on what
he might call 'gilt-edged security.' "
That the Japanese, whether in their dealings with governments
or in connection with their commercial transactions, are absolutely
conscienceless and perfectly unscrupulous is a matter of common
knowledge to every intelligent man in British Columbia today.
For instance, at recent assizes, Japs have been convicted of having
paid huge sums to get illegal entry into this country, and it is generally understood that only a few cases were carried to the assizes,
while literally hundreds (probably thousands) of Japs have illegally
got into this country.
Furthermore, m the Legislature at Victoria, this session (1932)
a bill was brought in by the government (introduced by the Honorable
Mr. Maitland) which stated that, as the result of investigation by the
Royal Canadian Mounted Police, it had been discovered that hundreds
of Japanese had been registered as being born in this province
that hundreds of these Japs, calling themselves "Native Sons," were
really born in Japan. It seems that under the law, as it previously
stood, it was lawful to register birth years after the event and it has
now been discovered that certificates have been issued to hundreds
(possibly thousands) of Japanese who claimed to have been born in
British Columbia, and these certificates could be obtained 20 to 25
years after the birth date given; and so, with their chronic trickery
the Japs in thousands have HAD THEMSELVES CONVERTED INTO
could be needed as showing the utter unscrupulousness of the Japs
individually and collectively? 22       JAPAN—THE OCTOPUS OF THE EAST
The opinion of the Late Sir Claude
Macdonald, K.O.B., K.C.M.G., Etc., His
Britannic Majesties' Ambassador at Peking,
1898-1902, and Ambassador to Tokio,
From   That   Most   Valuable   Book,   "Japan's   Foreign   Policies,"
Published Some Years Ago by Mr. A. M. Pooley, of Clare College,
Cambridge (England), an Authority of International Repute
Re Japan and Its Secret Policies.
"In Japan there is no such thing as reciprocity—a foreigner has no rights
in Japan—although rights are nominally conceded to him by treatty. For example, a foreigner cannot become naturalized as a Japanese except by
marriage into a Japanese family and the adoption of a Japanese name. Yet
Japan demands from other countries the right of naturalization for her sons.
No foreigner can own land in Japan and it has been repeatedly stated both
in the Diet and out of it that, such foreign ownership 'WOULD BE A POLLUTION OF JAPANESE SOIL.'
"Foreign labor is absolutely forbidden in Japan, but Japan protests against
any efforts to keep Japanese labor out of British Columbia, and whoever heard
of a foreigner being acquitted  in a Japanese court?
"A high Japanese diplomat once stated: 'The alliance between England
and Japan is a sign of England's decadence, whilst the suggestion that Japanese soldiers might be required for the defense of India is a clear sign that the
period of her decline has begun.'
"In the law courts the discrimination against foreign firms has developed
to the point of scandal—and foreigners, annually lose tens of thousands of
yen, without protest rather than throw good money after bad debts in seeking
a remedy at law.
"The Anglo-Japanese Alliance is respected in Japan so long as it can be
used as a stepping stone in China. And after careful study of Japan's foreign
policy, I have come to the deliberate conclusion that Japan aims at nothing
less than a guardianship of China. Any student of Japan's foreign policy will
find his task much simplified if he realizes two points. The first is the Japanese
comprehension of the open door policy—is that it means open to Japan and
closed to everybody else.
"It is astonishing that after ten years of Japanese activities in Manchuria
and other parts of China that any sane commercial man should expect statements from Tokio of other than an evasive nature. The American Association
of China has put on record, in its report for 1914, the worthlessness of the
open door policy in  Manchuria as practised by Japan." AND ITS MENACE TO CANADA 23
Probably Nothing Hitherto Published Is so Well Calculated to Awaken
the People of North America (That Is the U.S.A- and Canada)
as the Magnificent Article Written by Brig. General Mitchell
(Former Commander of the Air Forces of the American
Army) Which Was Published in Full in That Most
Valuable and Alert Magazine "Liberty," Jan. 30,
1932, and Some Extracts From That Article Are
Reproduced Herein, as Having a Vital Bearing
on the Jap Menace to This Country as
Outlined in Preceding Chapters.
"The situation in Asia should be a matter of profound interest
if not apprehension to all American citizens. The Japanese, finding
the rest of the civilized world either too busily occupied or grown too
fat and impotent to take any action against them, have jumped on to
the mainland of Asia and begun to dismember China in earnest.
'' Since the Russo-Japanese War the Japanese have felt that their
destiny lay in first establishing their rule all over Asia, somewhat
along the pattern of Genghis Khan, and then gradually making themselves a dominant world power. In order to accomplish this, their
first objective has been to possess themselves of all the islands lying
between the peninsula of Kamchatka and the Malay Peninsula, in this
way blanketing the coast of Asia and insuring their line of sea communications for their oil and fuel, which they get from Borneo and the
Dutch East Indies, Sumatra and Java. They have already taken the
Kurile Islands and part of Sakhalin, to the north of their own islands.
From Kyushu, the southernmost island of their group, they have extended their line through the Riukiu Islands to Formorsa and the little
island of Botel Tobago, which is just sixty miles away from our north- .
ernmost Philippine possession.
There remain yet to be taken the Philippine Islands and Borneo.
These will undoubtedly be pounced upon at the first favorable opportunity. If, for instance, we give independence to the Philippines, it
will not be long before some Japanese officer, agent, merchant, or
traveler will be abused or killed there, and the Japanese will occupy
the islands in much the same way that they have Manchuria.
At the conclusion of the Russo-Japanese War the Japanese armed
forces were in possession of Manchuria. This the Japanese believe
they were deprived of by the action of the United States particularly.
Before their war with Russia the Japanese had formed a military
treaty with Great Britain, by which one nation was obliged to help the
other in case she was attacked by more than one power. This treaty
was for the purpose of leaving Japan free to fight Russia without the
intervention of another power. In other words, Japan was fighting
England's battle in the Far East to keep Russia away from the ice-free
ports on the Liaotung peninsula in the Yellow Sea. The treaty was
abrogated through the influence of the United States, and the Japanese
hold this against us. Our exclusion laws are also a sore spot with the
"The root of their antagonism and mistrust, however, lies in the
simple physical fact that the United States is the only great white
power whose shores are washed by the Pacific Ocean. Proportionately
we are really a greater Pacfic power than we are an Atlantic power.
We are on the east side of the Pacfic and Japan is on the west side.
We aspire to the trade of Asia and so does Japan. We have more raw
materials, vegetable and mineral, than Japan has, and she believes that
she must obtain some additional ones or lose out. She considers an
armed contest with us a certainty in the future.
"These are some of the reasons back of her seizure of Manchuria,
and she will hold it if she possibly can.
"Japan knows that war is coming some day with the United
States, and that it will be a contest for her very existence. She also
knows that a tremendous change is coming in the method of conducting overseas campaigns. The naval systems of the past will give way
to the air system of the future. But she estimates that when war does
come, America will begin with the methods and systems of the last
great conflict. She is therefore preparing her whole war-making
powers so that every advantage may be taken of new developments
in the art of war. Her aviation is receiving first consideration, as are
also her submarines and light cruisers. She has reduced her army by
several divisions to provide money for the air force. She has gone
all over the world to find the best system and equipment for her use.
Her air force is modelled on the French system, and we know that she
has many more men, more machines, and more factories working on
her air force than the United States. She has a striking force of 1,200
airplanes, very well organized, supplied, and handled. Contrary to
the general belief that the Japanese make poor flyers, they are very
good ones.
"In war and preparation for war, the methods of the Japanese
conform to their general psychological make-up. Spies acquire the
greatest merit in Japan. They are sent everywhere in all sorts of
guises and disguises. They are placed in the prospective enemy's
service and left there for years, to work up in it to positions of responsibility and trust so that they can better gain information. Every
advantage is taken to work into the good graces, the friendship, and
the confidence of the foreigner. The most elaborate system of espionage is maintained by them, especially in and with regard to the United
i  A. H. Timms, Printer °^_^^ Vancouver, B.C,


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