The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-03-17

would have been just the river Tor them
tHear, hear hear, and Cheers).
| have no doubt. too, that you saw
Round Towers all along these hills
about us
THE Pillar Towers Of Ireland, how
wondrously they stand
By the lakes and rushing rivers through
the valleys of our land;
In mystic file, through the isle, they lift
their heads sublime,
These gray old Pillar Temples-those
conquerors of Time!"
tGreat applause).
And if you laid your eyes on a parti-
Gle of gold. a thousand to one you
thought of the gorgeous cross of Clon
macnoise, or 1.-THE bright gold ring" that
intrepid lady bore on a "snow-white
wand" as she travelled all over the ISL
and on foot, and
"On she went. and her maiden smile
In safety lighted her round the Green
Isle.
And blest forever is she who relied
Upon Erin's honor and Erin's pride
Loud cheers).
Or, maybe. you thought of the Collar
of Gold" which Malachi won from the
proud invader,
when her kings with standard of
green unfurled,
Of.
Ere the emerald gem Of the western
Was set in the crown of a stranger"
tCheers)
The celebration We. 1rishmen. make
to-day is celebration of love. of pride.
of sorrow. (Hear, hear. Were Ireland
an ill-favored cuuntry--were it sterile,
bleak, inhospita ble-Were there no
scenes there to delight the eye and cap
tivate the heart-were there no sweet
valleys, no laughing rivers, none of the
graces and grandeurs OF nature such
as have inspired the melodies OF Moore
and given to the pencil of Maclise some
of its finest themes-had the country
no picturesque history. no great names
Illuminating her annals, no halls that
had echoed to superior eloquence. no
fields on which heroism had fought for
liberty-Were 1t a desert in the light
of an unpropitious sun, and a blank in
the literature of the world-even so. as
the place Of our birth-as the place
where we first knew a mothers smile
and a fathers blessing-we should love
1t, be jealous of it, be proud of it, and
account of the deprivations with which
1t had been stricken. cloud cheers.
But our love for Ireland has no such
rigorous conditions to test and vindi-
cate it. Heaven has been most bounti-
full to that land. AS it came from the
hand of God, 1t has all the rare excel
lancies that make a singularly favored
land. Under a government of its own
sons--partial and generous as they
would naturally be to it-no land would
be happier-no land be more profitable
to its people-(hear, hear, hear)--for it
has been endowed with all the advan-
tages-serenity of climate and wealth
of soil, safe and spacious harbors in
denting the whole circle of its coast,
the more essential minerals and super
abundant water power-trenewed cries
of hear, hear)-all which, under a genial
administration and favoring laws,
would not only make it prosperous, but
give 1t greatness. cloud cheers).
When We reflect upon the career it
has been compelled to run, under the
mailed arm OF a foreign power-'the dis
abilities. penalties and cruslties that
have been rained, incessantly, upon IT
the savage treatment it met with in
former times-the crafty and trea cher
Gus treatment it has experienced in lat
ter days-and then reflect what a hap
ply. honorable, noble little ma
ton it might have been. had
there been no England at its
gates-(cries Of hear. hear,'D-it is no
wonder that conspiracies and outbreaks,
heroic daring and heroic sacrifices,
should be the order of the day in Ire
land For the brave young men-strong
in intellect as they are bold in spirit
who have lately been visited with the
of the English law In Ire
land, l have the Warmest sympathy
and the highest admiration. (Enthusi-
astic cheers. God grant that the days
of their barbarous Punishment may be
short, and that, with the liberty of Ire
land, their own shall be gloriously re-
deemed. (Renewed and immense ap-
plause).
! have spoken of the means which
ireland abundantly possesses to be a
strong and prosperous nation. Her in
wealth is fully commensurate
with her physical. The fame of her
more gifted sons revoives with the
planet and it Is no exaggeration to say
that it, has a recognition which is co-eX-
tensive with civilization. Has not the
~ lear of Wakefield" gone round the
world? Does not Edmund Burke loom
up in political history with a stature
too colossal not to be seen from every
section of the globe? "Lala Roohk"
has been translated and is a volume Of
gold in the land of the fire worshipers
themselves. Sheridan has written his
name in letters of inextinguishable light
upon the desecrated temples and plum
dered places of India. cloud cheering).
Never, in any country, was there 50 SUI
perb an assembly Of orators and wits,
statesmen and gallant gentlemen, as the
Irish parliament was in the few years
of its independence. There was Harry
Flood, of whom it was grandly said by
his great rival, that, like Hercules, he
failed with the distaff but with the
he had the arm of a Jupi-
ter. There was Harry Grattan. of whom
Lord Brougham declared that no ora
tor, of any age, was his equal, and who,
communicating to Ireland the pentecos-
tai fire with which he himself was in
ttamed, beheld his country, to use his
own magnificent phrase, rising from her
bed In the ocean, and getting nearer to
the sun Enthusiastic cheering).
lheTe was Quarantine most thorough
lrlShman Of them all--the exhaustless
wit-the dauntless and defiant advocate
whose marvellous eloquence threw
over the darkest cause the most copious
streams of splendOr and enchantment-
and who was as true to ireland as he
was to the saddest client who sought
the shelter and defense of his blazing
shield. Byron, comparing him with
Erskine, has we'll described the extra
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