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AUSTIN'S HAWAIIAN WEEKLY.
But they did. They all lingered until after Si
had gone, and then they talked it over. The
result was that the next day Si Long received
but one vote for town marshal.
The next morning the whole town gathered
around the lock-up, and Si Long among the
rest. He was left severely alone, for he was
for the time an out-cast. The assembly was
waiting for Eben to make the arrest. At nine
o'clock he stumped into the circle. To their
surprise he passed Si Long with a nod of
greeting and walked to the centre of the group.
Every eye was on him.
"Gentlemen," he said, "and ladies, I said
1 would arrest some one for stealing ther spot
ted pig off of Widow Mikesell. I am here ter
do et. Gentlemen an' ladies, I hereby arrest
myself accordin' ter law fer stealing Widow
Mikesell's spotted pig!"
There was a murmur of suprise, and then
Bumstead found his tongue.
" Yer don't mean ter say yer stole thet pig,
Eben?" he cried in amazement.
"I ain't savin' nothin' ter incriminate my
self," said Eben, "all I say is 1 arrest myself
fer stealing' ther pig." I said I'd do et, an'
here I am. It's fer ther judge an' jury ter
prove me guilty." He paused and smiled, "ef
they can," he added.
"Well, where's the pig?" asked Si Long.
"I 'low you dont need no more pigs 'n
"How kin I tell where the pig is?" asked
Eben. "I uin't seen ther spotted pig. You
must think I stole et!"
"An didn't you?" asked Sol Gregg.
"Thet aint fer me ter say," said Eben.
"Herel be, arrested accorden' ter law. Do
what yer want ter. I aint got no more ter
The Widow Mikesell had been in the front
row, leaning forward eagerly to hear every
word. Her spotted pig had seemed quite with
in her grasp, and now it was gone again. The
mystery was deeper than ever.
Suddenly she threw up her hands and
uttered an exclamation.
"For mercy sake!" she cried. "Well, may
I be blessed!"
"What's the matter?" asked some one near
"Well bless my soul, "she exclaimed, "was
ever such things known ! I've found my spot
"Your pig!" cried half a dozen.
"My pig!" she echoed. "I carried him in
ter ther cyclone house when ther wind come
up an' I never brought him up out o' it. My
poor, dear little pig, he'll be starved ter
She vanished in a hurry and the crowd dis
persed. "Well," said Eben Dilworth, "I done my
"And 'lected yerself marshal, b'gosh," said
Bumstead. "They ain't no flies on you,
What the Kamaaina Told the Malihini.
A True Lie.
"Let me see," began the Kamaaina, as he set
tled himself more comfortably in an easy chair on
the lanai, "it must have been in the year 1820
something or another, that my adventure came to
pass. You must bear in mind the fact that Ha-waii-nei
was a very different place at that time to
what it is now. The road to Waikiki, for in
stance, was little better than a trail. The na
tives of that period were very unlike these we
meet on the streets of Honolulu to-day ; they had
not begun to appreciate the full benefits of 'civil
ization ; they had not even learned the gentle art
of making swipes and okolehao.
Wild pigs and wild dogs roamed over the sides
of Diamond Head, which place, by the way, was
the scene of my adventure.
It so happened that a party of scientific men
had come to the Islands to make sonic observa
tions of the transit of Venus, which was due and
visible about that time, and at that place.
For the purposes of their astronomical observa
tions they had erected a sort of temporary ob
servatory on the south side of Diamond Head. I
was a guest of the party, one of which was an
old college chum of mine.
fine night we had been sitting outside the door
of our tent : there were six of us in the party, and
every one had some yarn to spin, some hair
breadth escape or blood-curdling adventure to re
late. One had seen more or less bush life in New
Zealand, two others had been with a scientific ex
pedition in Iioruco, another had hunted big game
in South Africa, so that material for stories was
not lacking. I had told my best Kahuna story,
and so we lounged outside in one of Hawaii's
famous moonlight nights, smoking our pipes, and
"swapping lies" until about 1 1 130 when we all
1 had been asleep an hour or so when I was sud
denly awakened by a most piercing yell. I sprang
up and looked around at my companions, a)l of
whom appeared to be sleeping soundly, however,
and snoring in noisy discord. 1 concluded that
either I or one of the others had been the victim
of a nightmare, and so lay down once more and
was soon sound asleep; but again I was aroused
with a start by that horrible cry, accompanied be
moaning, as of some human in pain. I sprang to
the door of the tent, from which direction the
sounds appeared to come, and there 1 saw a sight
which 1 shall never forget to my dying day,-a
sight which chilled my blood and made my hair
stand erect on my head, for there, a short distance
from where 1 stood, lying on his face, in a posi
tion in which he had evidently been dragged, lay
Poor chap, his forehead was pierced by a tiny
round hole, from which a small red stream oozed
and trickled down his check ; and there, about ten
feet further away, crouching on a cracker box,
and half hidden by a poi barrel, sat a mosquito
picking his teeth with a bullock's horn."
"I feel faint," gasped the Malihini, "A poi cock
tailquick !" II. M. M.
Notice to the Public.
There is quite a lively game going on be
tween the hack drivers of the town and Mar
shal Brown. The trouble seems to be be
tween two conflicting clauses in the ordinance
regulating hacks. It appears to the uniniti
ated, that a hackdriver ought to have the
privilege of standing outside of a dry goods
store, until a party of ladies have got through
shopping, when they have ordered the liack'to
wait, without being arrested and taken to the
station house by the mandate of si foolish or
dinance. Marshal Brown is undoubtedly
doing his duty but there is sometimes fool
ish legislation, and conflicting regulations
might be winked at in the interest of public
During the time required for the reorgani
zation of the Press Publishing Co. it was
deemed advisable, by those interested, to re
frain for several weeks from issuing Aus
tin's Hawaiian Weekly, because of the in
convenience and expense of Publishing the
paper from an oilice alien to the interests of
the people it represented. In the meantime
thisjourn.il has been sold to the Press Publish
ing Co., and that company, under its original
charter, has been reorganized, and will hence
forth be known as Tin? Austin Puiimsiiino
Co. Application has been in ule tot he Min
ister of the Interior for the change of name
and for such other amendments of the charter
that are necessary to carry out the plans of
Besides retaining as subscribers to stock in
the reorganized corporation all of the old
stockholders, the new company h is sold stock
to such eminent personages and corporations
as II. Ilackfeld & Co., F. A. Sehaefer,
Thonris Rain Walker, B. F. Dillingham, M.
P. Robinson, Bruce Cartwright, W. R. Cas
tle, Samuel Parker, Edward Politz, W. G.
Irwin & Co., W. J. Lowrey, John Nott, T.
May, and many others who have standing in
the community. Such remarkable indorse
ments of the prospectus, set forth in lull on
p.ige 10, cinnot but mean success to the new
enterprise. After the first sixty days, which
will be required to whip the new company
into shape, it is proposed to pay one per cent
a month in dividends (12 per cent a year) upon
all preferred stock. The management is
pledged to this line of policy.
Austin's Hawaiian Wkkki.y is irrivocably
pledged, in future political issues, to the policy
of Hawaii for the Ilaw.dians, home rule in
local politics as against "carpet bagging," and
to the conserving of all established interests
and business concerns now in the Territory.
It willbe conservative in tone, but will fear
lessly fight the battle against the inevitable in
flux of American ward politicians and Fedral
official carpet-baggers whose only object is
It is arranged with the new company that
all subscribers to Austin's Hawaiian Wi?i?k
iy duly registered upon the company's books
shall be continued and their subscription re
dated from to-day to continue for the time
allotted by their receipts. This entitles all
subscribers who have paid up to all papei s
they have already received free of cost.
The eight issues already published by the
private enterprise of Mr. Franklin Austin will
be considered the first volume and can be
bound separately. Any person desiring to
have the numbers bound can do so at reason
able terms at our bindery. All subscribers
who have not received the paper from the
beginning, Iby calling at the oilice can obtain
the missing numbers free of cost if they de
sire the volume bound.
At a meeting of the Austin Publishing Co.
held Sept. 20th, the following officers were
elected: M. P. Robinson, President; Franklin
Austin, Manager; Allan Dunn, Auditor;
C. L. Clement, Secretary and Treasurer;
Directors, Thomas Rain Walker, J. Gordon
Spencer, Thomas G. Thrum.