The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1910-03-21

place. love the particular spot
where | live better than any other
spot and you do the same. We have
there ties of friendship and love
and everything that we have not
anywhere else.
! come to talk to you of religion
and of love for one another. My
religion is the eleventh command
ment of Christ when He said, "a
new commandment l give unto you,
that We love one another That IS
what l want to bring about here;
that is my object in standing here
today to talk to you as l do. want
to implant in you, just as it is in my
heart a growing love for the country
I live in and the people l live with.
l live with you all; am not divid-
ed from you by Mason and Dixons
line, isothermal lines, or any other
plagued lines. (Laughter) That IS
my desire.
want to see you join me in TAX
ing away the bayonets that are on
those guns you sent down there 20
a race of people who came out of a
jungle and are only partially civil
lied We can not civilize them IN
half a century. We were not civI-
lized in thousand years as we are
today.
We do not want to hurt the negro.
We al love the negro. l want 70
read you here a little sentiment of
mine. l have got a little book here
and l want to read from it and show
you just how we feel towards the
negro. This is my poetry, but l Will
not bore you with much of it
-laughter)-and, understand, l am
not advertising it, either; it is not
on the market yet. (Laughter.)
THE OLD BLACK NANNY.
'Tis easier to wander off from my
theme
When travelling oyer the ground
Thro' evergreen pastures across the
bright stream
When in fancy l wander around,
And see in the picture which never
grows older
Tho age chills the blood which new
er grows colder.
In fancy l see those good negroes
again
| loved in the days long ago,
, AS they worked in the fields of cot
ton and grain
And sung as they chopped with
the hoe;
can never forget wherever l roam
The scenes Of my childhood and
home.
The dear old black nanny, SC
gentle and tender
So faithful and true to her trust;
l loved her so well I dared not OF.
fend her;
She is gone, yet l honor her dust
From the wells Of my heart arise
tears OF regret;
Tho she sleeps meath the sod | car
never forget.
She was lovely to me in her color
ed bandanna
With which she turbaned her head;
Her songs were far sweeter thar
flute or piano
AS she put me to sleep in my bed;
Her soft grooming voice | can never
forget,
Like an angel in dreams she come:
to me yet.
; Those are our sentiments. GAP.
plause.) l think my friend Bailal
will testify to that. Excuse me foI
calling your name, Senator
Mr.. Bailey-That is all right.
Mr.. GCrdon-I am not familia,
here. They call me Jim" dow
at home, and l hardly recogniz,
myself when called by any othet
p name. Oaughter.)
l want to read another littlt
verse here to you fellows who d,
not love us:
: We make our own sorrows, the evil
of fate,
, When we take in our hearts envy
, malice and hate,
There is good in the world and w
may be sure
That heart full of love will kee
the soul pure.
When We cross deaths dark rive
l and reach the bright shore
h Beloved ones will greet us and wei
o. come us DER.
1 And while it is given to dwell O.
1 this earth,