Los Angeles herald., 1907-01-30

the past half century bivouaced on
many dark night of defeat, detected
and heavy-hearted, but still uncon-
quered, undaunted and undismayed,
until at length, as 1 believe, the day for
her begins to dawn and the shadows
flee away
The herald and the harbinger of this
lauspicious dawn is the chanticleer of
the peaceloving Democracy; not the
screaming war eagle The bird of
dawning calls across the pleasant in
land farms to where the salted meadows
lie sloplng to the sea, and sweeter is
his reveille his jocund cock-a-doodle-do,
that wakes land of husbandmen to
days of gainful TOLL than the palpitat-
ing long roll, like the hurtling flight of
eagles, or those battle BIRDS the buges,
to rouse a startled nation to the calam-
ity of arms!
I'VE stand today, as people. united,
peaceful and free, anxious to prove that
the foundations of this stupendous
political fabric were laid by our fore
fathers in wisdom. We must prove it
we are pledged to it-by cultiVating the
arts of peace. The party that would
disproVe it by fomenting sectional ami
mosities, by fostering militarism, by
planning imperialiSm-that would wipe
out state lines and build up a strong,
military, centralized government, with
'pomp and circumstance and a sena-
torial house of lords, is the enemy of
this country! 1t is the enemy to her
peace and progress! The enemy to her
commercial prosperity and her social
interests! The enemy of humanity! The
enemy of God
Men and brethren, the good Queen
Democracy is coming to reign again!
Her preordained prime minister Is with
us here tonight! He will take her hand
and place her high upon her ancient
throne, proclaiming peace and equity
from the center to the sea.
Great leader, hail to thee!
Thou art knightly lance for free
Unterrified Democracy!
Thy thrust is sure!
Like him who sought the Holy Grail
And looked aloft, nor feared to fail
Because his aims We're pure!
Like light the Argus eyed,
Thou piercest thro' where fraud would
hide,
In darkness panoplied!
10. passion flies,
| When, with the sword of Saladin,
Thou smitest the unfraternal sin
Begat of cunning lies.
Thine is a glorious quest,
To weld the north and south and west,
At fearless EIonesty's behest,
Against the tariff steal!
| Strike hard and spare not, for we know
Our cause is just and every blow
Is for the commonwealth
Mr.. Creighton then read the following
original poem, entitled
"Processional Democracy"
Ye hearts of men with purpose high!
| Ye hands of men with Will to do!
Come, hold and feel the deathless tie,
And bind 1t round our soul anew;
|
OF undefiled Democracy!
Where heart and brain, a hundred years
Have helped the truth, or killed the
Wherever Faith with conquered fears
Or struggling right made heroes die,
There. there, o fair Democracy,
Thy sons fulfilled thy prophecy.
In senates where our country's need
Invoked the patriots purity,
On tribunes, whence the people heed
| The statesmans wise sincerity,
Thy sons, o fair Democracy,
Fulfilled thy hope and prophecy
Deep in the scholars happy. calm
Perusal of the worlds best lore;
| Clear on the open. generous palm,
Whose touch still makes the world
| Behold thy hope and prophecy
Fulfilled o fair Democracy!
The dawn prophetic on your brow,
Ye men hundred years ago,
Is MONDAY light around us now;
Our noon fulfills your morning. s
| glow
Fulfills your hope and prophecy
In undefiled Democracy.
But MONDAY suns make mornings where
The newer skies In darkness lie,
, One hundred zentthed years prepare
| Another dawn, Democracy.
! A larger hope and prophecy