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THE MAUI NEWS-
SATURDAY, JUNE 24, 1905
. "By ....
I 51tl CHARLES
I CevyrtMht. 1900. by LEE 7H SHE PAH S
T'S goln' to be n nnsty
night," mild I'nclo Terry,
coming In from tlio shod
and dumping an armful of
wood In the box behind the kiulioii
Btove, "an" the combers is Just ii-liiuiip-ln'
over While IIoss lede, nn" the
spray's flrln hnlfwny up the light
"The Lord-a-nwssy help nny poor
oul that goes ashore tonight!" re
sponded a portly, white lmlred woman
beside the stove as a monster wave
made the little dwelling tremble.
Uncle Terry took oil his dripping
sou'wester and cont and, hanging them
over the wood box, went to the sink
antFbegnn pumping a basin of water.
"Better have some warm, Sllns." sMiX
' the woman, taking the steaming kettle
from the stove and following him.
"It's more comfortin'."
When he had washed and combed
his scanty gray locks and beard at a
small mirror he stood for a moment
beside the stove. Ills weather beaten
face that evinced character, so pro
nounced were its features, wore a
smile, and his deep set gray eyes emit
ted a twinkle.
"Supper 'most ready, Llssy?" he ask
ed, eying a pot oil the stove that gave
out an appetizing odor. "I'm hungry
'nough to eat a mule with the harness
"TwlU be In a mlnlt," was the re
ply. "Better go Into t'other room
where Telly's settin' the table."
Uncle Terry obeyed, and, finding a
bright Are burning there, stood back
to it, smiling affectionately at a young
girl busy beside the table. She had an
oval face, a rather thin and delicate
nose, small, sweet mouth and eyes that
were big, blue and appealing. A wealth
of light hair was colled on the back of
her head, and her form was full and
"It's blowing hard tonight, father.
Isn't It?" she observed. "I can feel
the waves shake the house." Then,
not waiting for an answer, she step
ped to a closet and, bringing a short
gray coat and felt slippers, pushed an
armchair to the fire and, placing the
slippers beside it, held the coat ready
for him to put It on.
"You might as well be comfortable,"
she added. "You haven't got to go out
again, have you?"
The man seated himself and, draw
ing off his wet boots nnd putting on his
j slippers, opened his hands toward the
blaze ana ottservea, "xou ana L.issy a
bound to cosset me, so bimeby I won't
stir out 'cept the sun shines."
Bilas Terry, or Uncle Terry, as every
body on Bouthport Island called him,
was and for thirty years bad been the
keeper of the Cape light, situated on
the outermost point of the Island. To
this he added the dally duty of mall
carrier to the head of the Island, eight
miles distant, and there connecting
with a small steamer plying between
the Maine coast islands and a shore
port. He also, in common with other
of the islanders,, tilled a little land and
kept a few traps set for lobsters. He
was an honest, kind hearted and fairly
well read man whose odd sayings and
quaint phrases were proverbiul. With
his wife, whom everybody called Aunt
Llssy, and adopted daughter Telly, be
lived in a neat white house close to the
. Cape light, and, as he put It, "his latch
string was alius out"
Uncle Terry had a history, and not
the least interesting episode in it was
the entrance into his life of this same
fair and .blue eyed girl. Perhaps his
own graphic description will best tell
"It was 'boat the last o March, more
than eighteen year ago an' durin' one
o' the worst blows I ever rec-clect since
I kep' ' the light, that one mornln' I
spied a vessel hard an' fast on White
Hobs ledge, tout half a mile off the
y p'lut It bad been snowln' some an'
V froze on the windows o' the light, so
mebbe she didn't see it 'fore she feteh-
ed up all standln. The seas was pound
i lu' her like great guns, an' In her rig-
i gin' I could see the poor devils half
' ' hid In snow an' ice. Thar wa'n't no
hope for 'em, for no dory could 'a' lived
moment In that awful gale, an' thar
wa'n't no lifeboat here.' Llssy an' me
made haste to build a fire on the p'lnt
to show the poor crltturs we had feelln'
for 'em, an' then we Just stood an'
iwarted an watched for 'em to go down.
It might 'a' been an hour there's no
te Mo' when I saw a big bundle tossln'
light an' coznln' ashore. I ran over to
'the cove where I keep my boats an'
grabbed a piece o rope an' boat hook
an' made ready. The Lord must 'a'
steered that bundle, for It kept work In'
long, headln' for a bit o' beach just
by the p'lnt I had a rope round my
waist, an' Llssy held on to the end, an'
when the bundle struck I made fast
with the boat book, an' the next comb
er tumbled me end over, bundle an all
up on to the sand. I grabbed at it an'
' 'fore the next one come bad it high an' 1
dry out o' the way.
"Ifs llus been a puzzle to me Just
why I did It, for I was wet through
n most froze, an' what I'd polled ont
looked tike a feather bed tied round
with a cord, but I out with. my knife
an' cut the cords, an' thar la the mid
dle two feather beds was a box an'
tn the baxj a tbaby alive an' squaillu'.
! wnlst, but grabbed the box an rnn for
the house, with Llssy after me. We
hud a fire In the stove, an' Llssy
warmed a blanket an' wrapped the
poor thing up an' held it over the stove
an' kissed it an' took on just as wlm
mtn will. When I see it was safe I cut
for the p'lnt, thlnkln' to wave my hat
an' show em we had saved the baby,
but a squall o' snow had struck in, an'
when it let up the vessel was gone.
Thar was bits o' wreck cum ashore,
pieces o' spars, a boat all stove in an'
the like an' a wooden shoe. In the box
the baby was in was two little blan
kets, an' tied in a bit o' cloth two rings
an' a locket with two plcters in it, an'
a paper was pinned to the baby's
clothes with furrin wrltln' on it. It
said the baby's name was Etelka Pe
terson an', 'To God I commend my
child,' an'-slgned, 'A Despairing Moth
er. From bits o' the wreck we learned
the vessel was from Stockholm an'
"The paper was sech a heart techln'
appeal, an as we'd Just burled our
only child, a six-year-old gal, we was
glad to adopt this 'un an' bring ber up.
In due course o' time I made a report
o' the wreck to the lighthouse board
an' that we had saved one life, a gal
baby, an give all the facts. Nothln'
ever came on 't, though, an' we was
glad thar didn't We kep the little
gal, an' she wa'n't long In growln' into
our feelln's, an the older she growed
the more we thought o' her."
Of course the history of Uncle Ter
ry's protegee was known to every resi
dent of the Island, and as she grew in
to girlhood and attended school at the
Cape, as the little village a quarter
mile bacfc of the point was called, until
she matured into a young lady every
one came to feel that In a way she be
longed to the kindly lighthouse keeper
and his wife Melissa.
To them she was all that a devoted
daughter could be, and when school
days were over she became Uncle Ter
ry's almost constant companion. On
pleasant days she went with him to
attend his traps and on his dally drive
to the head of the island. She was
welcome in every bouse and well be
loved by all those simple, kindly peo
ple, who felt an unusual kindly Inter
est tn her existence. Of tender heart
and timid nature, her appealing eyes
won the love of young and old. On
Sunday evenings she was always one
of the small congregation that gathered
to hold simple services In the little
church at the Cape, a square one story
building that never knew paint or shut
ters. Of beau she hardly knew the mean
ing, and It must be said the few young
men who remained on the island after
reaching the age of courtship were
neither in garb nor manners such as
would attract a girl like Telly.
One special talent she was gifted
with, and that was the ability to draw
and paint well. Even as a child at school
she would draw pictures on a slate that
were surprising, and when older and
she obtained materials she worked un
til she became in a way quite an artist
As Uncle Terry put it "Makln' plcters
comes naf rl to the gal."
She had never received even the first
lessons In that charming art, but for
all that every room in the house had
dozens of- her efforts, large and small,
hanging on the walls and in the oddest
frames. Some were of strips of thin
board covered with little shells or dried
moss, and others of rustic handiwork
and mounted with fir cones.
There was but one shadow in her life,
and that the fact that no one of the
"Aran for the houu."
relatives she imagined she must have
in f.troff Sweden ever made any effort to
learn the fate of her parents, who she
knew had gone down so uear her home.
The story of her rescue with all its pitiful
details was familiar to her, and in her
room were treasured all the odd bits of
wreckage the locket that contained her
parents' pictures, the two rings, the last
message of her mother and even the
wooden shoe that had floated ashore.
How many times she had looked at those
two pictured faces, one a reflection of
her own; how many tears she had shed in
secret over them, and how, year after year
she wondered if ever in her life some rela
tive would be known to her, no one
not even hpr foster parents, ever knew
Ni-lllier did they know how many
times she had tried to Imagine the m
nicnt when her despairing mother,
Willi dc-ath noar and with prayers and
tears, hud cust her adrift, hoping thl
the one little life most dear to that
mother might be saved. The fatal reel
where those parents had gone down
also held for her a weird fascination,
ami at times the voice of the ocean
seemed like the despairing cries of
mortals. One picture, nnd It was her
best, was n view of the wreck, as near
ns Uncle Terry could describe It, with
human forms clinging to the Ice clad
ringing and tempestuous seas leaping
o,-er them. Tho subject held nn un
en nny Influence over her. and she had
spent months on the picture. But thi
shallow of her life she kept carefully
guarded from all.
WA'N'T consulted bout com
iu' Into this world." said
Uncle Terry once, "an' 1
don't 'sped to be 'bout go-
in' out. I wus born on a way back farm
in Connecticut, where the rocks was so
thick we used ter ron '.( sheep uy
once a week on' sharj:. ...r noses on
the grin'stun bo 't they c.nild get 'em
'tween the stuns. I walked a mile to
school winters an' stubbed my toes on
the farm summers till I was fourteen,
an' then the old man 'greed to give me
my time till I was twenty-one if I 'ud
pay him half I earned. I had a colt an'
old busted wagon, an' I took to dicker
in.' I bought egga an' honey nn' pelts
of all sorts, an' peddled notions an'
farmln' tools. When I cum of age I
went to the city an' turned trader nn'
made a little money, got married an'
cum down into inline an' bought a
gold mine. I've got it ylt that Is, I've
got the hole whar I s'posed the mine
was. Most o' my money went into it
an' stayed thar. Then I got n chance
to tend light an' ketch lobsters an' hcv
stuck to it ever since. I take some
comfort llvln', an' try an' pass it along.
The Wldder Leach calls me a scoffer,
but she alius comes to me when she's
needln', an' don't alius hnve to cum te
ther. My life's been like most every
body else's, a streak o' lean an' a
streak o' fat with lean predominotln'.
'Twas a streak o' fat when I found a
good woman an' she said yes,' an' a
streak o' lean when I was bamboozled
by a lawyer into buyln' a gold mine.
I've kep' that hole ever since nn' paid
taxes on't to prove to myself Jest how
big a fool a man can be an' live.
"I've never wronged nobody nor done
much praylnj, an' when the Almighty
calls me I think I'll stand Jest as good
a chance o' glttln' a harp as those
whose done more on't The worst
sklnntn' I ever got was done by this
ere lawyer, who never sot down to
meals 'thout askln' a blesstn', an' meb
be that's the reason I'm a scoffer. I've
observed a good deal since I left the
old farm, an' have come to the belief
that thar's a sucker born every mlnlt
and two ter ketch him. When I was
young I took hold o' the big end o' the
log an' did the llftln', but now I take
hold o' the little end an' do the grunt
in'. Thar's one thing I've lamed, an'
larned it for sartin, an' that Is thar's
few people In this world that cut a
bam in the middle. Most on 'em cut
few slices an' cut 'em thin."
Among the Southport Islanders Un
cle Terry was considered an odd stick,
and yet one who would go out of his
way to do a good turn to others. He
was seldom seen at church, though bis
wife and Telly usually were. As he
once remarked: "It's a good thing for
'em, 'cause It takes up thar mind an'
Is more sociable, though prayln' alius
seems to me a good deal like a man
tryln' to lift himself by his boot straps.
It keeps him busy, though, an' it's
In spite of his investment In a mine
he bad been frugal and owned most
of the land between the village and
the point and was also joint owner,
with two other men, In a small trad
ing schooner that made semimonthly
trips between the Cape and Boston.
She carried fish, clams, lobsters, bay
and potatoes and fetched an "all sorts"
cargo nseful to the islanders, from a
paper of needles to a hogshead of mo
lasses. The most pronounced characteristic
of Uncle Terry was his unfailing good
humor, tinged with a mild sarcasm.
He loved his fellow men and yet en
joyed puncturing their small conceits,
bat so droll was his way of doing it
that no one felt the sting. To Bascom,
who kept the only store and also post
office at the Cape and dearly loved to
hear himself talk, Uncle Terry once
said: "You've got the greatest gift o'
gab I ever heerd, Bascom, an' you
could 'a' made your forttn in the show
business. But if you're ever took with
religion the bull island '11 turn lnfld
dle." And, again, when Deacon Oaks, the
leader at all prajer meetings, assured
him bow great a blessing religion was
and how much he enjoyed divine serv
ice. Uncle Terry answered: "Your tak
ln' the lead at meetln's is a blessln' to
the rest, for none of 'em has to worry
'bout who's goln' to speak next They
know you're alius ready."
In this connection it must be stated
that the spiritual life of Southport was
of a primitive description. The small
nnpalnted church at the Cape, above
jrhlch hung a diminutive bell, was the
only place of worship, and to this every
other Sunday came a minister from the
mainland. It was furnished with long
wooden settees, and a small cottage or
gan graced the platform, upon which
an antique desk did duty as pulpit and
a storage place for hymn books. Four
wall bracket lamps lighted this room
for evening service, and their usually
smoky chimneys lent a depressing ef
fect to all exhortation. Mandy Oaks
presided at the organ and turned gos
pel hymns Into wheezy and rather long
drawn out tnclqcUea. Mast of the audi
ence tried to chase the tunes along and
Imagined they were singing, which per
haps Is nil that is necessary. On the
Sundays between the minister's visits
only evening services were held and ev
ery Thursday evening a prayer meet
ing. It was on these latter occasions
that Deacon Oaks was In conspicuous
evidence. The Widow Leach, n poor
unfortunate woman who had seen bet
ter days nnd In whose poverty stricken
life religion was the only const atlon,
was nlso prominent, nnd her testimony,
unvarying In tenor ns the tunes played
by Mandy, helped to All out the serv
ice. "It's lucky the widow's sure o' lots
o' happiness in the next world," ob
served Uncle Terry once, "for she ain't
glttln' much in this.
"I can't hear Oaks, though, 'thout
thlnkln' o' Deacon Rogers up In Wol
cott who never mentioned the need o
rain till he'd got his hay in. He was a
sly fox an' alius thanked the Lord for
sendln' rain nights an' Sundays so the
poor hired man could rest
"I used to -hove him held up as a
ghlnln' example, but he opened my eyes
arter I began dickerln' by scllin' me a
lot o' eggs that had been sot on two
weeks, an' the store man I sold 'em to.
never trusted me ag'In. 'Twas a caBe
o' the ungodly sufferln for the sins o'
the righteous thnt time, which may be
a pervnrslon o' Scripture, but the truth
Just the same.
"But I got a little comfort finally,
for when the deacon died, by some In
advartance the choir sang 'Praise God,
From Whom All Blessln's Flow, an' I
wa'n't the only one who felt that way
In spite of Uncle Terry's mildly fla
vored shafts of sarcasm he made no
enemies, and his kind heart and ster
ling honesty were respected far and
near. He was considered a doubter
and skeptic, and, though seldom seen
at church, as be had originally con
tributed his shore when that edlflce
was built, his lack of piety was for
given. There is a sense of Justice underly
ing all men's minds, and the natural
Instinct is to Judge others by what they
are and how they live rather than by
what they profess, and so it was In
Uncle Terry's case.
to be contihued. j
WON IN THE
Stars Beat the Pioneers in
An Interesting Game at
VVailuku, June 18.
John King, who was in the box for
the Pioneers, had been giving his ball
arm too much exercise the day pre
vious and it told on him in the game
Sunday. Although he pulled himself
together in the eighth it was too late
as the Junior Stars had piled up seven
runs, and the best the Pioneers could
do was two that inning.
First inning-King was the first man
to the bat and hit a grounder to third
base who passed the sphere to first
base just a little ahead of. King. Ca
vaillo hit a high fly to center fielder
who failed to gather it in. A. Hose
punched a nice little hit to W. Dal on
first which put out the batter and
Cavaillo and retired the side. No
Ned Kruger, the first man up for
the Junior Stars, got first on balls,
was advanced to third on high fly to
left field by Kua, - who landed on
second base; Kruger was put out on
third by King assisted by the base
man. Kua made third on a passed
ball. J. Garcia hit a corking high
fly to second baseman Hose which he
failed to gather in, and permitted
Kue to come Home. John Garcia
fanned out, Dal bit a grounder to
J. Hose at second, which forced J.
Garcia out and retired tho side. One
2d inning Poloka for the Pioneers
sect a liner to the pitcher's lox which
was too warm to hold, giving him first
base. He came home on a wild pitch.
J. Hose struck out, while Kema went
out on a high fly to first baseman Dal.
Searle got first on slow fielding,
while Kanai struck out. 1 run.
Crowell for the Stars hit a ground
er for two base, stole third, while
Hookano went to first on balls.
Viela hit a fly to right field for one
base, and stole second. T. Kruger
struck out, N. Kruger a safe hit to
left field getting one base and bring
ing Viela home. Kua went to first
on balls, J. Garcia made his usual hit
to second base which J. Hose pulled
down; John Garcia repeated the hit
of his brother with the same result.
Third Inning Naihu for the Pio
neers got first base on balls was ad
vanced to second on a grounder off J.
Kings bat who got first, and came
home on a sacrifice hit by Cavaillo.
A. Hose fanned out, and the side
was retired by Hookano making a
pretty runing catch of a foul fly off
Poloka. 1 run.
V. Dal made a safe hit tj left
field for one base; was advauced to
second by an attempted bunt by
Crowell who was hit by tho ball; Hoo
kano got first on 'jails?; Viela went
out on a foul fly while T. Kruger
fanned out. No runs.
Fourth Inning J. Hose hit a high
flv to "left field which was not pulled
down by Crowell and was advanced
to third by error Garcia. Kema who
went to first on balls, was put out
at second bv Garcia who also passed
the ball to catcher Hookano putting
out J. Hose, on a double play off
Soarles high fly to center Held. No
Ned Kruger sent a grounder to
short who put it over to Searle at
first putting Ned Kruger out. Kua
went to first on a ground hit which
was slowly fielded, made second on
errr of Searles and stole third,
where he died. J. Garcia went out
to Searle on a high -Hy, while John
Garcia sent a grounder to J. Hose
who handed it over to Searle, putt ing
Johnny out and retiring the side
without a run.
Fifth Inning Kanai got first on
balls, Neihu bunted the ball, got first
and advanced Kanai. King went out
on a high fly to Dal. Cavaillo high a
nice little pop up to Nfd Kruger
which he missed, but put the ball to
Dal in time to put out Cavaillo, J.
Hose struck out. No runs.
W. Dal made a safe hit to center
field, got second on ploy but was put
out at home on N. Krugers hit.
Crowell went out on a pop up to
pitcher King. Hookano struck out,
Viela made a bunt for first. T. Krug
er got first on balls, and Ned Kruger
first on fielders choice who preferred
putting Dal out at home. No runs.
Sixth Inning Poloka fanned out;
J. Hose got first on calls; Kema went
out on u grounder to Dal. Searle
made a two bagger bringing J. Hose
home, and Kanai made a sacrifice
bringing Searle home. 2 runs and a
Kua, J. Garcia and Johnnie Garcia
failed to fijd the ball and struck out
in one, two and three order.
Seventh Inning King died on a
high fly to Dal, Cavaillo and Poloka
put grounders to J. Garcia who sent
them to Dal retiring both men. A.
Hose's highfly to right field was of
no use, as Poluka's grounder made
the third out. No runs.
W. Dal. dropped a pop up into J.
Hose's hands, Crowell made a safe
hit for one base, was advanced to 2nd
on Hookano's grounder. Viela got
first on balls, and as the bases were
full Crowell came home on a forced
play. T. Kruger repeated the play of
Viela which brough Hookano home.
Ned Kruger hit a safe grounder to
left field stole second and a passed
ball brought Tom and Ned home.
Kua went out on a foul fly, J. Garcia
got first on a fumble. John Garcia
base on balls. W. Dal sent a liner
to second ba:(e which landed him safe
at first and thought J. Garcia home.
Crowell sent k liner to first base but
went out. John Garcia came home on
wild throw of the catcher, making
the seventh run in the lucky seventh
Eight Inning J. Hose went out on
a fly to Crowell. Kema got first ou
error off Dal who dropped the ball
passed by J. Garcia. Searle hit a high
Uy to Crowell who missed gathering
in the sphere by falling. Kanai fanned
out, Naihu made a safe bit, King
made a rousing hit to center field
which brought home Kema and Searle
Cavaillo made the third out by a hit
into the pitcher's right hand. 2 runs.
Ninth Inning Hookano went out at
first, Viela on a fly to third baseman
Hose and T. Kruger failed to find the
ball. No runs.
A. Hose struck out as aid Poloka.
J. Hose sent a high fly which Garcia
gathered in retiring the side and
ending the game.
Summary and Score by Inniugs.
AB. R. IB. PO. A. E.
N. Kruger, p.... 41a o 1 t
Kua, 3b m 4 1 I o 10
J. Garcia, 2b.. ... 5 I o 3 3 1
John Garcia, ss. 4 I o 030
W. Bal, lb 4 o 3 12 2 1
W. Crowell, If.- 422 102
Hookano, rf 321 800
Viclla, cf 422 1 1 o
T. Kruger, c 3 I 0 2 00
Totals 35 11 12 27 10 5
AB. R. IB. PO. A. E.
J. King, p . 501 121
A. Cavaillo, c... 5 o 2 11 o o
A. Hose, 3b 501 212
Poloka, ss 510 010
J. Hose, 2b 410 412
Kema, If 310 001
W. Searle, lb... 422 501
Kanai, rf 301 000
Naihu, cf 3 I 2 o o o
Totals 37 6 9 23 s 7
Runs by Innings:
Junior Stars. .1 30000700 11
Pioneers 0 11002020 6
Struck out by King 8.
Struck out by N. Kruger 8.
Two base hits A. Hose, Searle,
Kua and Crowell.
Triple plays Viela, Dal, Hookano.
Passed balls Hookano 2.
Wild pitches Kruger 1.
The Lahainaites had plenty of root
ers in the gentler sex who were vera
cious (up to the seveuth inning) with
their fish horns.
The Stars showed superior field
work by their double and triple plays.
The game was anyone's up to the
seventh when Johnnie King's arm
went back on him, not only rattling
himself, but the other players as well
and permitting the Stars getting
A return game is to be played
The league game scheduled to be
played tu morrow at Luliauia will be
between the enus and Unknowns.
Coffee, Bananas, Pineapples.
San Francisco June 11. Guate
mala and Mexican, prime to lancy
washed, 11J I4jc; strictly good
washed, 10Jllc; inferior to fair,'
6j5!3c; good to prime washed and
unwashed Peaberry. 0j12c; good
to superior unwashed, 9($10c; Ha
waiian prime to fancy, llj14c; fair
to good, fXgll'c; Peaberry, 1012.
New York, April 7. The market
for Coffee futures closed unchanged
to 5 points higher. Total sales,
25,250 bags. June 6:30 September,
6:10 December, 6:6 Jan. 6.75 March,
Coffee Spot Rio. quiet; No. 7
Invoice 73c Cordova 1013c.
Bananas, per bunch, Hawaiian, (1.
1 75; Blueliolds, tl 502 50; Pine-
apples, per doz. Hawaiian 2.50(S
3.50 Mexican, 1.50.300. Oranges,
Per box: Navels, fancy, 2.002.75
choice, 1.252.25; standard, $1.40
1.75 as tosize;Seedings, 1.151.00
Lemons, 1.002.50; Limes, 4.4.50
Pukalani Milk Dairy
If you want a daily supply of
fresh, pure milk, or fresh milk,
Tel. 166 Makawao
BISMARK STABLES CO. Ltd
and SALES STADLES
The BISMARK STABLES
proposes to run the Leading Livebt
Stable Dusiness on MAUI
DRUMMERS' LIGHT WAGQNS
Excursion Rates to lao and Hale
akala with competent guides
NEW RIGS--NEW TEAMS;
HACKS, BUGGIES, SADDLE HORSES
. AT ALL HOURS
Competent and careful drivers.
First-Class Turnouts Constantly
on Hand. Special attention to
Tourist Parties. Skillful Guides
to lao and Haleakala.
Headquarters for Commercial. Men
CONVEYANCES MEET ALL STEAMERS
VVailuku Lahaina Stage
Leaves Wailuku dally at 1:30 p. m.
" Lahaina " at 8:30 a. m.
ANTONB do REGO, - Mgr.'
J. A. HARRIS
HANAWAKl ST. WAILUKU
IlDuse, Sign and Carriage Painting
Done at Short Notice and
REDHOUSE & NICHOLSON
Watchmaker and Jewelers
Plain and complicated watch work
etc., receives prompt attention if
sent to us. We will also make
periodical calls at Wailuku. Our
work we gnarautee to be satis
factory. Honolulu, T. II.
Contractor & Guilder
Paints, Oils li G lass
Market Street, V.'ailuku
Telephone 4. P. O. Dox 71.