The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1884-11-24
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MONDAY. NOV. "a, 1854.
True LOYALTY.

preparatory school for the gilded
palace. The simple, unaffected life
OF the desert despises and shuns the
silly gaieties and hcartless cOurtcses
of artificial existence. \ human
figure, animated with heart and soul,
is my brother, even if plastercd with
mud and adorned with rags. \
divine shape, decorated with costly
raiment and faring sumptuously
every day, with neither heart nor
soul within, is to me an object of
scorn and contempt.
There was time, long years ago,
when days were brighter and life
was Sweetcr than now, before the
disheveled locks of dusky brown
had turned to silvcry white. that
the splendor, the formalities, and
the flummery of royalty and aristo-
crazy, in great empire, were fami-
liar sights and scenes.
You may be iucrcdulous that such
IN obnoxious barbarian should ever
have been raised to Il plane of so
high elevation. Nevertheless, | tell
you it is Il fact, and may be ac-
counted for by the accident of
birth, n long line of ancestry, and
influential family connections. |
was born in an adobe hovcl, on n
sand-bank; | can clearly trace my
lineage back to my grandfather, who
in early life swept street-crossings,
was afterwards promoted to match
pcddling, and was finally decorated
by his sovereign with broad arrow
for bravery on the highway my
immediate family connections passed
their time in alternate honorable
idleness and honorable bloodshed.
Thus, you see, it was eXtraneous
circumstances, not intrinsic belong
ings, that temporarily placed me
outside of my proper sphere.
Well, as | was going to say, in
those days | got an insight into the
hollowncss of fashionable life, and
conceived an unconquerablc dislike
for gold lace, white kid gloves, knee
brooches, monkey show. and all lip
protestations of devotion and loyalty
But ut the same time there sprang
up in the rude breat an irTcprcssible
respect and veneraton for the posi-
ton, and strong attachment to the
person, of the Sovereign. This
heart-feeling, which is the substance
of loyalty, is still there. Time and
experience have wrought many
changes in other feelings and senti-
mcnts, but none in this. Why, |
cannot exactly tell; for the " divine
right" dogma and the lean do no
wrong" belief form no part of an
Arabs creed.
Coming to this land, | find here n
people having 4 government with Il
monarch at its head. think it my
duty to cultivate feeling and OK
hibit demeanor Of respectful loyal
ty to that monarch, and | fulfil that
duty spontaneously and cheerfully,
finding no need of any artificial
stimulus, My loyalty is not of the
cocktail breed, which offcrvesces
by the inspiration Of whisky, and
falls fiat when the whisky fails.
Neither is it of that description
which rises like scum to the surface
when the pot of some public demon
stration is heated to boiling point,
and delights in displaying itself in Il
swallowtail coat at levees, and makes
great spread-eagle bows, and then
retires to indulge in uncomplimentary
remarks. | am not among those
who get invitations to the palace"
and "important public ccremonials, "
not do l consider myself entitled to
the honor. AT receptions, j never
presume to thrust my ungainly
carcase into the royal presence. But
when the hour of battle arrives, ]
venture to promise that Antishamus
will be found in the front rank of
danger, with yataghan in hand,
decapitating the wooden heads Of
the Great Caliph's foes; while the
little scaramouch fete-day loyalists
will be seen trembling behind tree,
or surreptitiously sinking over tc
the enemy's camp.
Having such crude, unconyen
tional conceptions of genuine loyalty
which is much scarccr article thar
the spurious imitation called by the
same name, may be pardoned fol
the desperate longing to fling bricl
at the empty skull of the man who
strung together that half column OF
twaddle in the advertiser. What 4;
conglomeration of ridiculous non
sense and sycophantish Stiffness
When common man like me makes
fool of himself, nobody troubles
about it; but the public have ;
right to expect better things from
the editor of respectable paper
Even the folly Of an editor might b'
forgiven, but the glaring and mons
trous presumption which dictates t.
royalty what " Ought to be stric
point of court etiquette" and mn
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