The age-herald., 1898-01-09

D .AGE-HERALD. SUI ND shown how timely was the declaration of the last national democratic platform against government by injunction. Senti- ment today is stronger than ever against this and other usurpations of power by the federal judges. If you doubt this. read the recent report of the interstate commerce commission. But while the logic of events is demonstrating the righteousness of the cause, yet to win, the party must with the spirit of the indomitable Jackson fight and fight, and keep on fighting, all along the line. If the gold standard and consequent lowering of values and wages must exist, then railroad and telegraphic rates, water and gas charges, incomes on watered stocks and bends official salaries, interest, and the like, must also come down accordingly.
 There VIII Be No Compromise
 'In Alabama a persistent effort is being made to have the party abandon its posi- ton, if not expressly, at least impliedly, by ignoring national issues. They are leaving nothing undone in their effort to make the democratic party a mere machine to put men in office; they threaten, they ridicule, they persuade, they appeal to generosity; they even promise, knowing that they could mot beat him in single county in the state, not to anybody for the democratic nomination for governor against Gov John stonl
 But so long as the gold standard exists; so long as this country is run in the interest of the few to the detriment of the many; so long as the heel of the tyrant is on the breast of humanity; so long as this state of things exists, there can be no com promise, and, to use Old Hickorys ex- pression, By the Eternal, there will be no compromise Prolonged applause).
 H. K. White was introduced. MT. White said that instead he would read a poem on Jackson which he had written It was list ened to with rapt attention and at the end was loudly aplauded.
 Andrew Jackson Undyng ray! unfading flame Of glory set within our skies! Forever burning there the same Above our nations destnies- And linked with all the noble band Who worship freedom in this land Whose rolling streams and rugged sod Still, still no monarch own but Godi Beam oni beam on while nations turn To where thy lofty splendors burn Like seraph wings, whose rainbow plumes, From heavens far battlement urfurled, Shine brightly through portentious glooms That pail our gold-debt-ridden world Now, when the clouds of treason lower Ger freedoms democratic tower, And that for which both gray-haired sire And boyhood once did give their life Freedom-does wither meath the fire Of the gold moloch's speedy strife; o let the patriot boldly start With kindled eye and swelling heart, And, calling on thy magic name, Rush where the ranks of treachery stand, And, fearless quench the unholy flame Lit on the altars of our land! Star of the west, whose steadfast light Still sparkles OCT our troubled sea! Well may the watcher of the night Turn with a trusting heart to thee To thee whose hand once steered the bark Of state, when all around was dark, And bent the white wing of the mast That trembled like thing of fear Beneath the tempests thunder blast, Before it's haVen-reSt was near. Chief of the brave twas thine to wield Resistless sword on battlefield! To weather many adverse gales And once, behind the cotton bales At New Orleans, to strike the blow Which laid the British lion low! 4 Fen as mighty harp with strings Doth thrill beneath the tempest's wings, So thrilled the nations heart, when thou Trampled the Briton meath thy feet, And saw victorious o'er thy brow Unfurled, Columbias glory sheet! Long as hero'S grave shall be A cherished altar for the free An, dearer far and more divine Then Persian orb, or orient shrine Long as the river by whose wave Thou led'st the armies of the brave, Shall in the shades of evening dim Echo the anthem of the sea, And mingle with it's solemn hymn The ancient songs of liberty Long as the spirits of the blest Shall hover OCT the patriots sleep; True as those planets of the west That watch the shut eyes of the deep Long as our starry banner flies Der radiant hope from heaven displayed To all who groan in tyrant-chains That still, despite of throne and blade, For them brighter lot remains So long, oh soldier, patriot, sage, So long, unterrified, sublime, Shalt thou, despite destractions rage, Tower up, the landmark of thine age, The crowning glory of thy time! What, though the heavy marble rest, Old chieftan, on they mouldering breast, Thy spirit has come down the years, With Henry and with Jefferson. To meet nations hopes and prayers In Bryan-a1l in unison;
 And in him bravely flashing out Like the bright Grecian torch of old By mailed warriors hurled about Shall beam on centuries untold! Bryan-our cid el campeador, With courage from '"rhe Hermitage" With Patrick Henry's words that burn, And thoughts that breath from Jefferson, Shall drive to rout the grasping Moor Who in our land does sacrilege.
 It Was Humorous and Logical
 State Senator R. M. Cunningham was the next speaker:
 "Fellow Patriots, Fellow Democrats, Eel low Candidates and Ladies:-I think that takes in every one present." said the sena- tor, and then followed speech sparkling with logic and humor, and which was punctured by frequent applause.
 Senator Cunningham said that it was well to go back and get an inspiration from the ancient leaders to go on fighting the devil and his cohorts-the gold bug party. He referred to the differences of opinion and the saying to give every man credit for