The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1898-05-24
THE QUEENS BIRTHDAY.

The people of the most democratic
government on earth; the people who
have ploughed the seed of democracy
deep into the soil of four continents;
the people who have watched and
guarded the seed as it sprouted, and
its roots ran down to the living waters
of self government; all of these today
celebrate the anniversary of the birth
of the woman in whose name and by
whose authority the DEGREES of this
powerful democracy go out to all parts
of the earth and seas
An Englishman lately wrote regard
ing the British political fabric: 1T
is difficult to see what further extern
siOns in the direction of popular gov
eminent any partisan of Ochlocracy-
the rule of the multitude-could de-
wise
Vastly weaker in direct official
power than any European monarch,
or any president of the United States,
the British Queen still remains the
symbol, and emblem of perhaps the
strongest and wisest, and most far
reaching political force in the world,
one that dominates about four hundred
millions of people.
We, allied to the American branch
of this Teutonic race, frankly ac-
knowledge this, because it is true, and
we are gradually becoming prouder of
the racial lines which are drawn be-
yond the borders of nations or cOun-
tries only, and embrace the whole
English speaking world. The Ar
kansas men who believes in Arkansas
only, as against the world, and the
Englishmen who believes in England
only as against the world, gradually
disappear together like Sam Weller's
post boy and donkey.
So today the men and women of
this great democracy charge their
glasses with health to the Queen of
, Democracy. More than this, they well
may include the lands, and the men
of ''the four new nations" and the
Islands of the Sea- whose allegiance
gives luster to her reign. Here are
few of Kipling's lines, which read
well today 1t is in the toast:
'"TO the health of our peoples people
To her we'll ploughed windy sea,
To the hush of our dread high-altars
Where the Abbey makes us We;
To the grist of the slow ground ages,
To the gain that is yours and mine
To the Bank of the Open Credit,
To the Power-house of the Line
''To the smoke of a hundred coasters,
To the sheep on a thousand hills,
To the sun that never blisters,
TO the rain that never chiIls,
To the land of the waiting spring-time,
To our five meal, meat fed men,
TO the tall deep bosomed women,
And the children nine and ten
s'To the homes of the floods and thun-
der,
To her pale dry healing blue
To the lift of the great Cape combers,
And the smell of the baked Karroo.
To the growl of the sluicing stamp
head
To the reef and the water gold,
To the last and the largest Empire,
To the map that is half unrolled!"
AS Great Britain holds the COM
mercial destiny of the Far East under
the shotted guns of the most formid-
able fleet the world has ever seen, and
cordially invites the Americans to
share in the profits that may be taken
out of it, even those of us Americans
who delight in twisting the Lions
tail, may drop that feeble pastime for
a moment, stand in line with the loyal
British, charge our glasses, and drink:
''To the Queen. God bless her"