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Austin's Hawaiian weekly. (Honolulu [Hawaii) 1899-190?, December 25, 1899, Image 7

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AUSTIN'S HAWAIIAN WEEKLY.
"I'm n-'t r.upoititlous.though I'm Scotch, and while I'm surprised now
at my boyish hardihood, 1 went closer to the grave and there sure
enough was, distinct In tho moonlight, peering out from the weeds, an
old mnn's fni (3 wl' bald head and white whiskers round under his chin.
"I'd never set-n Mcn.ies, but I had no doubt I was looking on his dis
embodied spirit and I felt 1 ho hair raise under my tarn o' shnnter.
"Another gioan made my knees knock together.
"Impelled by some unknown force, I nproached the grave. There lay,
sti etched on the mound, the body of an elderly man, hntlcss and dis
gustingly (lunik. It v.riH Hi own, a discharged soldier and n pensioner of
the Squlies.
"Ve drunken old booby," I cried, Indignant at the fright he had given
me. 'Get up and go home.'
" Oh, lad! Is that you. (j.irdon mon? Hae another stoup wi' mo!'
"Ah ho only lived a short distance away, I left him to his whisky, after
tiylng to rouse him to his tenses, and the last I heard as I let: the
i.c'gnborhood of the howe was his cracked, drunken voice singing:
" 'Margie ra' the coos lu k hame,
Sandy bring the mllkln' ) nil.'
"It was only a scare, but If I hnd not so closely Investigated
the matter 1 should without i'xubt have ever ,if.- hud n i;emliic ghost
htory to Ml As it was it was rlearly a casj of spirits anyhow."
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Oca" (iuw : I ."in an awf'il heathen for not writing you sooner. But
fciieh fuii and such a plaee ou never saw. I came over on the Australia
tho 'Km est o!e bct and I wasn't a bit sick and most all of the passen
geis v. ere ami 1 had the nio'-t fun laughing at them. The old boat just
.oiled atoiiiid fine and when e got to Honolulu why the band was out
10 nieei us, 4ust tnink of that and they played dead swell.
Cousin ,l.i"l. was down to U.o boat to meet me and take charge of me.
He's Jut the sum" old Jack that he always was and he got me ashore
and hit" a hack and we whiyzed up town to the hotel. Heavens! but It
was hot and I hadn't ambition enough to do anything to lay around and
sleep for about thiee ilnys. 1'innlly Jack peisunded me to go out to the
beach for a -wlm out to W.i'klkt 1 had to make several "kicks" be
foie I could iay It at all.
Wo got nito a tiaiu-car that looked like It had been running since
sometime II. C. and they had two little bits of mules to pull it and it's
n wonder (hey lould pull it at all. On the way out 1 saw a real cocoa
nut tieo. Do you remember the pictures we used to have In the books
at school of the coco.mut tiecs and the monkeys throwing down the
coco'iuuts.' Well, tiny look just like that, only different. And we saw
rice glowing. It glows like hay In a puddle of water and Jack like to
have died laughing when 1 told him thnt 1 thought It grew on bushes
but really I had foi gotten. It was a real cosy little beach where we
went and I toie aiouud theie In n bathing suit and threw sand at Jack
and disgraced myself awfully I am sure. If anyone was looking.
Jack wiib In a hurry to gt back to the ranch. So In a few days we
wont-down there In a funny little train. And there Is where I met
Haiold that hounds tunny don't It, but I'll tell you all about It If you'll
Just wait. He was a newspaper man that Cousin Jack had met In town
and Invited out to spend a lew weeks at tho ranch. He had been
wounded whllo reporting for the Now Yoik papeis and had come over
here to rest awhllo and get well before going to Manila, The ranch
house was up on a hill that overlooked the bay and it was such a fine
picturesque old place. Jack had a Chinaman for a cook and three Ka
nakas and one Portuguese, nil cowboys. And they were real ones too
and they looked just like the pictures in Puck only they were a great
deal livelier.
Jack was gone all day sometimes and left Harold and I there to
amuse ourselves the best we could, Harold was such a swell fellow and
would think up all sorts of things for my entertainment. He said one
day that he had discovered a ilce mill and wanted me to go down and
see It that It was wonderful and so on. So we went down one morn
ing through the rice fields to wheie a Chinaman had a little house and
I kept looking for tho mill, but I couldn't see anything that looked like
one, but Harold told me th.it 11 wns the little shanty. There was no
srteam and I wondeied horn- tho thing ran I could hear a sort of noise
In the place. So 1 went In and you would have died laughing if you
could have seen that Chinaman jumping on a board and then jumping
off again, nnd that was the llco mill. It wns only a beam with a big
stono tied on one end and when the fellow jumped off of the thing it
dropped Into n stone basin of rice.
There was a Portuguese cowboy on the place that used to murder tho
quiet of the evenings with the gasping convulsions of an accordion.
And then Jack had one of tlumn Iteglna music boxes that used to grind
out mnchlno liko erslons of Suwanee Hlver and Old Blnck Joe. And
the Jap was sure to stmt tho tiling every evening as soon ns dinner was
over. Then theie wee mot-qultocs buzzing around and making life
miserable and between these three things 1 think I would have gone
mad If it hadn't been for Harold who would tell me all tho blood-curdling
tales he could think of and he always had a fresh one so it wasn't
so bad after all.
Harold could ride a hoi so just liko one of those cowboys, I never saw
anyone like him in all my life. He and I nearly died for want of some
excitement and so to get soim thing going we gave a luau translated
means party or reception for the natives and cowboys. So we told

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