"The Union Jack—you are in the British Empire now."
"So I am—I forgot it, for you Canadians are so much like us Americans. We're great friends, sir, in our two countries now, aren't we?"
"Rather, especially since the war, though there are bad men who are trying to drive a wedge between English speaking nations."
"Why a wedge, sir?"
"To split us apart."
"Oh! I see—united we stand, divided we fall."
"And if Great Britain and America fall apart, lad, with us go the weaker peoples of the earth.
"I shall always be against the wedge, sir," said the boy earnestly. "I like the good old Union Jack, also I like the Lion of Old England. He's a noble beast."
"Isn't he, and can't he roar when anyone touches any of his cubs? You must not forget to pay tribute to him, boy."