The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1885-07-06

by the graves where our fathers slun1ber,
BY the shrines where our mothers prayed"
And enthusiastically shout our national
TIE Deums.
Although little more than hundred sum-
mers have beamed upon US since the civil
lied world was thrilled by that determined
declaration Of the Fathers, yet, to-day,
should the sun stand still in mid-heaven
and shed its rays upon the ruins Of our re-
public-yes, let the Gathering voice of the
time-honored bell which first rang out the
glad tidings Of independence be to-day toll
ing the death knell of the nation-then,
even, we could stand upon the ruins and
proudly point to a nation whose banner has
ever been the evangelist of power, progress
and civilization; the heraldic sign of peace
on earth and good will to mankind.
Although few short years have passed
since our Fathers listened to the deris-
i've strains Of Yankee Doodle at Con-
cord, and shivered in the wintry frosts at
Valley Forge, yet We have lived to see how
Brittania and Columbia--imperial mother
and majestic daughter have joined in
teaching the world by example of mutual
| forbearance and concession, that on ques-
tons Of deep national import, nations need
not, for arbitrament, unsheath their sword,
| but that justice and reason can make a more
permanent peace than monitors, batteries
| and arm-d legions. God grant that their
example may be the teacher through the CEN
4uries.
Under the fostering genius of our insti-
tutions we have lived to see the lightning
subservient to mans will--to know that old
ocean feels thrill throughout her time
sealed bosom, and yields to man the crown
long placed on Neptune's brow; that down
in the depths of the sea there lives breath
ing thing of life, and though the angered
waves in tempestuous wrath forever beat,
yet quick as thought, from continent to con-
tinent, it is the faithful messenger still.
We have taught the lightning to say Dear
Mary, be mine,'' Carloads eff swine,'' Zone
ton of cheese" "She's married Fred, " Joy /!
it's boy" 'I'm coming to dine
The humbIest words like angels fly,
A thousand miles in the flash of an eye.
We have proven that frowning crags, bold
peaks, rugged cliffs, the deepest mountain
gorges and highest snow-capped SUBMITS
Initiating distance - hurting humanity
through space, and bearing from ocean to
ocean tho commerce of the world.
We think We have right to point with
pride to country whose warriors so sud
denly beat their bayonets into pruning
hooks, their swords into ploughshares, and
mingled again in the industrial pursuits of
a nation, while We invite, as our guests, the
nations of the world to join us in exhibit
ing their wonders in peaceful rivalry.
Though experience has furnished the saddest
Of lessons, yet We feel and believe that the
unity and durability of our republic is set
tied forever; that the death-dealing mon
sters of civil strife have been forever spiked,
and sectional discOrd and dissension securely
locked in the sepulcher of time.
We have notified the world that such
men as, above the clouds, bathed the fe-
vered brow of Lookout Mountain from the
purple fountain of war; those, from the
workshops, stores and farms of the north,
whose heads and limbs were washed away
by the streams of kissing shot and shell on
Shiloh; that those from the land of cotton
and a sunny cline, who melted like wax
under the leaden hail beating into their
ranks at Gettysburg, were brilliant head
lights on the mighty train laundering along
through the years freighted with new ideas
and advancing civilization; that they be-
long to race whose motto is upward and
onward, who, when the bow of peace glim-
mered through the clouds of civil conflict
could join in scattering the blooming tokens
of love, purity and peace alike over the blue
and the gray; that ''they who are bravest
vixen duty is calling are first after peace to
be brothers again"
While to-day in my native land the sweet
patriotic notes of the 'Star Spangled Ban
ner" echo alike through the palmetto and
palms of the South and the rugged hills and
beautiful valleys of the North, I feel that
our people extend hearty greetings of 'God
bless you" to all nations, and to you who
have come from other chimes and other ma
tions, and to you who dwell in the Island
Kingdom on these beautiful shores, and
honor US with your presence, and sing peans
to oar fag-yes, to all who have joined here
on this sea-girt isle to commemorate our ma
tai day, we extend cordial and hearty well
come,
fully believe all will join in toasting the
Goddess of America, while I express the
hope that on her flag the stars will be null
tiplied until we can point to it and say with
pride: ''Thebes marched her thousands
from hundred gates; we march our mil
lions from hundred states"
At the conclusion of Minister Merrill's
address, which was warmly applauded, the
band played Glory, Glory, Hallelujah,"
and Mr.. Kinney read the Declaration of
Independence, which was followed by an
overture by the band and pretty speech by
Miss May Dillingham;.
There was then more music, and several
speeches wera made. Mr.. P. G. Jones enter
tanned the audience with some remarks on
Bunker Hill and the heroes that fought
there. Want of space forbids reporting his
speech or those made by Messrs. Avery and
Dole. They were, however, charged with