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I KATt’KKM of Honolulu' They rnoad to ni.riJ fast. Rain on iKM- side o I the street, sun shine on the other I tally rain ho* #. end or.-asionai nigtlt ram boss ltiuh.4 s’*a but fresh broi»» aad often »t!<l gales i*e and mast a rut husky sieve 4am (Jr*f« trees and lawn? 4o«n to the ocean * edge, on th* brUUart water o ttngr.er «*•» hMBf a -rot. and surf-riders ’lashing shore**: 1 An Arabian Night s » « t.der of an **uartuai exhibit.: g gr.-t rg’y shark and sq-ild that < fT-r -tror.gr rt contrast to *nr»«ot’*| amah fenhea *tt ted !:<.< t> ’he ratn *"W areh before the Koottu mountain*. Vab ief after v alley < t iling th- rang* that walls Mnaniolti along (he side ops -To- the sea. •“eeid 4rn|i- d mo.uuan peak* ’owerltii. above ten*. rr« tat.for aad chalietiglog the be ... "T !'• trt- ti • <i.u numbt rl.--- tw-lge •nl tail blossom: ag tr*-e* Brown saloncd |J<U seat tig forts s. -.atfced sl'U lresh satstos and feran (lid H wa .sn i rones and Jen'1* Htsatuiii <■ uj,rt. *.:t:ng on sbadtd side ***** weaving wreaths and exchanging had.aag- with tourists and Jackies -Miiing ShllMod and omr lsafoned Kepresetiia else* «f ra» <-* ranging froai subjects t*f 'he *tst. from (he land of the Great fear, a 1 the **t •» '« ■ from lower Polynesia. Between those u'rrsm 'he jostling of Kuropeau and * ‘ '«* s<*» Kt-glander and Filipino. Porto Jti*»« and l tip***, with cow and then a ta*!. "white rowed Hindoo, and swarming everywhere J«t’t! S'- roes, wotr.es and babies CMMree. children, children certainly are a fra' re 1 be wtrwets abound with them, the !•*-«?.-*(« -rerfiow Mtoaiobie* are crowded >• <ap**i'r ».n the rising generation. The **»rtd heva's repeated reference to the Ha ’s uaos as s eying race, but the jvan Hawaiian? are nagne ’ oaatlr doing (heir duty toward ♦ *swia't5g "The Is end-"*, large families are «h» rule artrh the half white Hawaiian*, aad *( - Chmosn Hsvtuui. aiJ about the tow n. btg eyed. -*> nntire kXddles nod to the tropic pic s*r* la the sai-ailed Ori.tr al quarter—al though tow ta# Japanese are so numerous ther *“» »» » «B PMlMd of Honolulu—the e«w somer la stnp-k by the army of fond fathers, the doting mate parent. Chinese or Japanese tenderly totirg offspring up and down In tours erf fcdenre ’he hunched-up Oriental live doii .'ey tat and impasMre and | hilonopfeicnt Jap • omen pass along <oatin,*.l» with anywhere from two to four chubby babies dinging to the •egher—mat hap one tied u» her back, one earned before, two toddlers trying locomotion for themself** The other day I beard a b-wtom-r rt mam •- »*tt surveyed a «•«> ia Chinatown: i • >«f !« u f IV.t- have M>t« go mar;v men • 'r*‘- Iwi4 tie ("hinese ** em of tn*4T ittfm" It la all very diff. rent from Vm- S. aday xhool tales me tied to rtad about €Ti r-'l of the rtlsw lather* rka mere 9 :i'el a* >cres forever drroortni unwelcome taifsots Mere—perhaps because eo many or •he aiem are he** by the Urns of I nrle Sam from har’u* their mimes end fainilies jo;n *h«**—the bantam Is the ocrarlocal Chinese la-bittern »m»*i to be household Mol*, objects of w«r*hip snd adomian Ktom the tegmenta end hovels theme idols emerge decked out in auaet remarkable hue* and embroideries, borne •Wl I* the proud daddy's arms, they look doom mith r nde»< t-maioo and hauteur m>on the • and at large The drot cars day after day offer tome t hi ug hotel sal interesting Of continued ln t-reet is the young Chinese girl standing with k-alTast feet between ttr hem- and the old Her drees Is »hat of her people and else*, long twos Jacket and wide trousers ■ distinctly famlala* coornine la spite of the bifurcated ■waxml Her smooth plastered hair with (be pore goM bond 1a the flatteaed i nob at me oape at the aeeh. her delicate completion en hanced by a bit of rouge, the bracelet of gold apd )s4e the alia bertnged lingers, all be?neak ear* mrtth the toilet, care of appearances About these girls there Is aa air of reserve and •eifreaped, they do not *t:ege*r. are not. the 'painted ladles- of cMUtatioa Ocadostllr cm the meet may be seen a hole looted vacua not long ago I noticed owe that was hastening to catch our car. and ms the euodmrtor sad motorman made unusual ly long bait lor her accommodation, tbey in dulged fa apprataai ot her appearance, con cluded that she was "real rate “ She certainly mas dottem up regardlen*. bright blue silk, rich ly eaabrotdered. and pearl* tor her jewels. A paoaergrr amid that probably she was wife member owe aad that the plainly-dressed mom ma with her. attired ta what looked like cheap back si Vesta probably was wife number two. a o«>rt of band-maid lor (be former Whatever their relations, they consorted together very •miaMy on this occasion, appeared to be eo) • ihg (heir outing with ten It la only of late rim**'** momem have begun to appear on the streets of Honolulu with anything like the !*»asrtry of wowiem of other races. And tbK. 1 am told, la rtprUlrter of the increase at freedom Chinese women are enjoying In the hamHaaf. a freedom that has spread to the The Chinese la Hawaii have been from the ' "' ■ "'■" -~" - ■ .< <=&n€,j&£rjT start most zealous in the revolutionary movement3 In the Flowery Kingdom;^ hundreds of thousands of3 dollar^ have been con-^ tributed. and the women1® have worked away eam-j| estly for the cause. It was* of interest to see the quiet^ little things modestly making their way in and' 1 S&aa&iST’sl*' e>2’23£2=/r<i75ft22?3R& J*St* ** uusiness iiOuse8 on tne nnasjon of gathering funds and supplies ior the Red Cross relief work In their dis turbed land All classes were represented In r-lls "onian's effort, from the wife of the lowly d l; f irm man to the silk-robed mate of the prosperous merchant. Side by side they labored for their country; rolled bandages, made garments, and made plans at their cen tral club house on King street. As one saw them hastening hither with the red-crosa badge on the arm. one turned smilingly to i ontemiplate the Chinese woman of today. hverywhere about the center of Honolulu now waves the flag of the anti-Manchus; every lay the town wears a festal air with these flaunting banners so numerous and so gay. Turning from China and her revolution to shoes. I would speak of footgear as a feature of the Hawaiian capital. One is early Im pressed by the Cinderella nature of the foot gear worn by femininity in Honolulu. Such ridiculous feet were not intended—as a mat ter of fact are little used—for walking. They seem to be desigued chiefly for display, where fore are shod in silks and satins, in beads and bronze. In suede and embroideries, in delicate tints, extreme soles and heels. No matter how many stone the white woman may weigh, no matter how exuberant the avordupols or the native girl, the feet that peep beneath the gown are. as a rule, small, and elaborately shod. The average woman from "The States,” the athletic girl used to shoes for service, finds It almost impossible here to renew her stock of footgear by anything that promises utiltty. Black velvet or white satin may be had, but not much that is less frivolous. The new comer wonders whether in time she herseir will go in for pretty, idle pedal extremities and increasing bodily weight, or send for sensible shoes and strive for slimness. In addition to the Clnderellas and their fu tile finery, there is other footwear on the streets and in the shops that holds attention. In muddy weather the Jap women keep their snow-white stockings Immaculate by wearing a wooden sandal raised high from the ground, which protects the kimono ladles admirably and is a decided improvement on our “rub bers.'’ Contrasting with the clatter of these is the soft footfall made by the wearers of straw sandals. 1 ne boat-shaped slippers or silk worn by the Chinese are very coquettish, though even the betrousered ladies are begin ning to show preference for American shoes. Jumping to another subject as unrelated to shoes as shoes to a revolution, let us speak ot the novel feature of an agricultural city. A goodly portion of Honolulu, in expanses scat tered far and wide, is given over to wet farm ing, and some parts to dry farming. Those wide fields that look like lakes choked with calla illies, are really taro patches, taro being the vegetable that provides the native food, poi. Duck ponds line the way to the seaside playground, Waikiki, and neighboring these are broad acres of bananas. Residents climb the moist breezy valleys for the sake of ver dure and freshness, and compete for posses sion of a district with Oriental truck farmers who keep to their unspeakable Oriental ideas of farm fertilization. But the commercial flow er fields of the Orientals one does not quarrel with; they add color and fragrance here and yon—one field in a resident district is given over entirely to red carnations, another flaunts asters month after month, another big. yellow chrysanthemums. Steamer day is surely a feature of Hawaii's chief [>orC Yesterday Honolulu may have been as lethargic, lifeless, as the poor jaded horses of the Chinese hackman waiting there discon solately for the fare that never comes. But today all is different, for today Is Steamer day in the marnin'! Behold a town alive to its farthest outpost. Automobiles dashing every where. every seat full. Business houses hust ling, clerks counting seconds before the mail departs. At the post office frenzy running high; congestion within nnd without, incoming for eign mail to be distributed, outgoing foreign mall to be delivered at the wharves, island mall transhipped, and addresses In so many languages, such a Babel outside the windows, the wonder is anything goes right. Gold clink ing at the banks, the Impassive gentlemen in the cages handling in one day wealth which would make the outside world. If it knew, sit up and take notice. Tourists rrora Australia and India, officers from the Philippines, Chi nese and Japanese notables, fresh-cheeked folk fresh from "The States” and Canada, fiy here and there, bringing in life not insular. livening things up at a great rate. From these the flower venders reap their harvest, share with the chauffeurs in a renewed prosperity. Of course the "tourlser" desires to wear lets (garlands), of course the traveler wants all the local color possible. He puts a wreath of carnations about his hat, a long garland of maile over his shoulder, and sitarts forth on the mission of “seeing Honolulu.” The Ha waiian band plays tor him, the water heroes do their best stunts out in the surf, the very waves glitter and roll high in his honor, the curio shops present all of the primitive they possess to tempt him, downtown cafe and sea side hotel have an added sparkle, townsfolk are out In careful costumes. Everyone is In a hurry, but everyone seems in holiday humor, hastening because there is something worth while to hasten for. The street urchins are especially alert, and most alert of these are the eager elfin newsboys, the olive-skinned ; urchins whose shrill cry of “Daily 'Tar, Plenty j News'.” is now full of meaning, for Is not this ! Steamer Day and Foreign Mail? The street car service in Honolulu is noted for the courtesy of its employes: an outsider used to the rudeness that is the rule In cities at home, rubs his eyes, thinks these polite ' servants of the public must be the figment of a dream. The idea of a street car conductor listening attentively, answering politely, put- ■, ting himself to trouble smilingly, seems too good to be true. Conductor and mctorman in Honolulu are under one great strain that Interferes with their equanimity and reveals that they are mere men after all. that they occasionally in- j dulge in violence or language and act. Japs newly arrived from Nippon, or Just in from a : sugar-mill village, are blandly, crassly ignor ant about street car customs and restrictions : Individually and in groups you see tbem do : •his incomprehensible thing—touch the bell then immediately and confidently step oil Often they are killed; always they are hurt j for the street cars not only go buzzing along at a good pace, but because of the slope of the streets thev have their steps very high from the ground," and a fall from one of these rapid j lv moving cars is anything but a joke. The number of accidents, one would think, woulc have been noised about among the Orientals : so that by this time they would have learned their lesson, but even today the closest watch has to be kept on the Japanese passengers sorne conductors put on a worried look the moment a Jap enters the car. and are on the nui vive to clutch his shoulder the second he fingers the bell. 1 nave seen a doll of a Jap woman board a car daintily cos turned daintily coiffed, fresh and colorful as the -flower In her hair, her face alert and in telligent appearing as though she could very ; well take care of herself, as though very mod ern decidedly of the new Japan. And 1 have seen this little goose touch the bell and skip lightly forth, seen her come down with great heaviness and force, her poor little rose crushed in the dirt, her wonderful obi deep In the mire, and heard her scream of amazement and terror. Another time the case was worse, | now a mother, father and babe the victims. The father had stepped on the car with the proud air of owner of the Infant he held so tenderly in his arms, after him had stepped the little mother. The elders seemed devoted ly attached to the wee morsel with them, but what did they do the moment the woman rang the bell but alight in a bunch on top of the morsel! It was dreadful, and proved too much for the nerves of the much-tried conductor, j All white and trembling he bent over this species of "Japanese tumblers” that is part of the white man's burden in Honolulu, and picking them up with more emphasis than gentleness, he proceeded to give them a very frank opinion of themselves and the place ha considered they rightfully belonged. We pas sengers expected the three to swoon In our arms and perhaps die there; but no. the baby but gently whimpered, Mr. and Mrs. Klmonc gently brushed off the dust and smiled apolo getically and conciliatingly upon the angry street car man. Autos might be called a feature of Honolulu were It not that they have ceased to be looked upon as needing much comment nowadays. It Is the occasional carriage and pair one turns to look at twice, and a certain carriage and pair of Honolulu attracts the passing glance. "The Queen” drives out of afternoons some times to take the air and perhaps mark some new change that Is helping transform the ..cap ital of what was once her realm. Honolulu is fond of outdoor life, has the Outrigger club down by the beach and aquatic sports, the Country club and golf; various athletic fields, and a fine polo field Just be yond the town, on a private estate called Moanaloa. Men from other islands bring their polo ponies to Honolulu during the season. This year the island of Oahu played the island of Kauai only, but generally Maui sends men and ponies. The United States cavalry have their own polo grounds about thirty miles from Honolulu, and send to Moanaloa players and ponies of excellent mettle. There are no more interesting events In Honolulu than the polo matches, the game, the plucky horses, the field in the mountain valley all making a spir ited. beautiful spectacle. Prince in Cupids’ Toils Tto of Priaee Adeiberta cob of Asaertca Ui been la said to be 'a tnfatu «tak as actreaa named Paula is rs «d br ft«if with PYaulein sad to to ably «wit tto emperor’s attempt to separate their son from his enchantress. Paula Frieden is a very pretty and fascinating woman of twenty-five years. Her father waa a postman in Berlin for a quarter af a century; then be retired on a pension of $2 a week. Frauleln Paula went on the stage when she was fifteen, and was playing a small part at an obscure theater where Prince Adelbert chanced to see her. According to general report. Prince Adelbert easily persuaded her to leave the footlights and installed her in a villa at Kid, where, being a cap tain-commander of a torpedo-boat squadron, he has been stationed tor several years. Naturally the officers and their wives at the gTeat naval station gos siped about the prince’s adoration of the charming actress and the tattle was carried to Berlin. Shook Him. A youth, who thought that he had become pretty Intimate with a cer tain maiden, persistently begged her to accept his hand in marriage. Here is a bit of conversation between them which was snatched by an unin tentional listener a few nights ago. “I assure you." he commenced, “that I will not take ‘no’ for an answer." “Ton need not take "no* for an an swer,” was her reply. “I will answer •yes’ on one condition only.” He was all impatience to hear what the question was she wanted him to ask, and this was her gentle reply: “Just ask me If I am firmly deter mined not a marry you In any circum stances. ” Phrase Resented. “Ton regard yourself as a servant of the people, of courser* “No," replied Senator Sorghum; “the phrase has been overworked. Too many people are beginning to confuse a servant of the people with a waiter who Is always expecting tins." i <~| i r~ i i—i i Laurie’s Unexpected Game * * * By A. MARIA CRAWFORD (Copyright. 1912, by Associated Literary Press.) EE "noil, hello!" said the big hunter clad in brown corduroy. "What if 1 had mistaken you for a rabbit or a deer, and shot you?” The small figure of the child on the ground straightened up and she push ed her blue cap from her eyes. "You might have missed me. There are lots of folks that carry a gun that can’t shoot and hit a thing. Maybe you can. though. I don't mean that you couldn't,” apologized Kitty, puz zled by the man’s sudden laughter. "That’s all right You didn't hurt my feelings. Y'our remark couldn’t have been personal, for I have never been in these mountains before, and you don’t know a thing about me. Aren’t you cold out here? What’s that you are doing?” “I’m getting galas leaves for Miss Anne's shrine.” “Oh, Is there a Catholic about here?” “I don't know ’bout her being a Cath’lic,” answered Kitty. "These are for a love shrine. It’s all like the most beautiful story, mother says. We think Miss Anne's lover died.” “Yes, women usually erect shrines after their lovers have gone," said I^aurie Thorne bitterly. "I'd rather get a few flowers while I am living than have a cemetery full after I am dead.” "Are you going up the mountain?” asked Kitty. “If you are, I wish you’d carry this little basket of hick ory nuts. Miss Anne wants them for a cake.” "I’ll carry them for you,” answered the hunter gallantly, "but not for a hysterical woman who builds shrines to dead men.” "Well, I don't care who you think you're doing it for," said Kitty stub They Had Come In Sight of the Cot tage. bornly, “just so Miss Anne gets them. She’s going to stay here ail winter. Mother's very glad, for it's company for us, you know. My father sells lumber, and mother and I are staying in the mountains this winter so as not to leave him alone so much.” The child trudged bravely along be side the big six-foot man for a long distance up the rocky road, then she stumbled and sitting down in the road calmly announced: “You go on to Miss Anne’s cottage—you get to it before you do to the hotel where we stay—and tell her to send somebody after me. I’m too tired to move.” “Get up oft that cold ground,” de manded Laurie. “I'll carry you.” “Can you do it with that gun and basket and—what is in that sack?" she asked suddenly looking at the game sack over his shoulder. "Two or three wUd turkeys. One more bird won’t make any difference,” be laughed, "so come along!” He swung her up on his shoulder and she sighed contentedly. ’ I’m awfully tired. I guess I walk ed too far. Mother’ll aeold if she finds out I went so far alone." "Right she’ll be to scold and spank you, too, young lady. This mountain is no place for stray babies.” Tm not a baby any more. I'm near ly seven. Any way I had to get those leaves. The old ones in the bowl right by his picture have turned nearly yel low. Miss Anne loves him dreadfully.” “I expect bo. If she is like most women, a memory is a thing to cher j ish. It’s a romance. I bet a dol lar, girlie, that Miss Anne is a sour old maid, who never had a beau in her I life. “She's just bluffing you.” “No, sir-ee,” said Kitty, promptly. 'There's been about a hundred men to see her since she came last summer. She’s young and too beautiful to be real. She looks like a fairy princess. A sure enough duke came to see her last, but she shipped him, easy as dad dy sells logs, he said.” “Is that the place?" “They had come in sight of a gray stone cottage and the glow from the log fires within made the windows bright crimson in the early twilight. “Yes. I’m going to halloo like Fritz does when he brings eggs to the hotel to sell. I want Miss Anne to see my new horse,” laughed Kitty. “No, you don't. If Miss Anne is such a desirable beauty, I’ll just wait until I clean up before I meet her. My valet and guide have gone on ahead with my traps,” “Oh, yes, they came in an automo bile this morning and took awful ’spensive rooms, mother said. I guess you're rich.” Turning a curve in the road, the young hunter and his charge came to the entrance of the cottage. A woman in gray with soft silver fox under her throat, stood on the top step The man stopped suddenly. “Miss Anne,” called Kitty, “here's the man that's going to stop at the hotel.” Anne turned slowly, and the quiet look of peace in her face gave place to astonishment. “Is it really you, Laurie?” she ask ed wonderingly. “Yes,” said the man, putting Kitty down and handing the nuts to her, “yes, it's I. Of course you understand this is an accident. I supposed you were abroad.” Anne came down the steps holding out her hand. “Won’t you say that you are glad to see me, anyway?” she ask ed, tremulously. “No,” said Laurie, “for the sight of you has opened the old wound.” “Here's your leaves for the love shrine, Miss Anne, and the hickory nuts for the cake. I’ll have to run on now. Mother'll be looking for me. Much obliged to you for carrying me. It was most polite of you,” added Kitty, with all the grown-up dignity she could summon to her service. “Come in, Laurie, for a minute,” urged the girl hospitably. “I have wanted to see you again.” He held open the door for her with his old time deferance and charm, then went in after her, leaving his game sack and gun on the porch. "Won't you sit down, Laurie?” Anne’s voice was low and musical and played on the man's h2art strings like magic. “Xo, Anne.” The quietness of his own voice startled him. "I came here on a hunting trip. I'll move on in the morning. The game is prety well kill ed out” He was trying to talk of common place things, and keep his eyes from seeing the picture of the man Anne loved. "Yes, the natives hunt a great deal.” She lighted a tall standing lamp and Laurie watched the flame flicker and then bum steadily. He looked again toward the shrine. The picture in the silver frame was his own. "Anne, what does that mean? The child out there said that you kept a shrine to the memory of some man you loved. Anne, what does it mean?” “You left me because somebody told you that Aunt Patricia had left me her fortune, together with her godson. Lord Dunsford. You believed and— and—” “Your cousin Tom, your own law yer, told me. I thought you didn’t care, Anne, whom do you love?” Anne threw the yellowed galax leaves into the fire where they burn ed sputterlngly, then replaced them with the fresh ones Kitty had gather ed on the mountain. She turned back then to the figure in brown corduroy. "Did you think I—I could forget you for all the money and lords in the world?” she sobbed. “I came looking for game," he said, his arms about her, “and I have found the most desirable game in the world, and yet, I don't want to shoot it. Will you let me put this game In captivity—in my heart—for always, Anne?" “Fbr always,” said Anne, softly. “Xo matters what comes, will you love me on and on, dear?” Then came her answer that sent hot blood racing in his veins. “I will love you to the level of every day's most quiet need, by sun and candle light.” Explore Cave in California A cave of rare beauty and unknown length has been discovered in the mountains north of the Santa Cruz Portland cement plant, California, by workmen of the quarry. They came upon the open cavity while tunnel ing under some loose rock which pre viously had been blasted. No par ticular attention was paid to the cave until a timekeeper at the quarry, with a companion, explored it. Using a stout cord as a guide, the two men traversed the cave for 700 feet, but made no attempt to feel their way through other passages from the main entrance. They went through the opening cut made by the tunnelmen and ventured into the first chamber of the cave. Passing through rough passages with the aid of a dim torch they entered a chamber in which tbere was four tons of stalactites hanging from the roof in the form of a waterfall, some of them 20 to SO feet long and fully a foot through. The walls were described as snow white. Before emerging from the cave they picked out a crystal from the floor. Couldn't Resist. Willie and Tommy were each given a bit of auntie's wedding cake, nicely wrapped In white tissue paper, by their romantic mother. The cake 'was to be placed under each pillow for the wee boys to “dream on." After the prayers and the “good nights" had been duly said the mother retired to the sitting room. Shortly afterward she heard the announcement In a clear, boyish treble: “Mother, Willie's eaten his dream!*’ Some Teacher, Probably. “Daubsley says be is wedded to his art.” , "Hum!” "What do you think?” “He ought to shoot the man . who : performed the ceremony.”