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How the EX-QUEEN OF HAWAII
passed the TWELFTH OF AUGUST f | -\ HE Queen was seated on the :'.'•■ sofa which serves her now as .. I throne. For canopy, the Royal ';■; ••• "J Flag- of Hawaii was draped ; . . above her head. For court. = there were her women facing: her with : sad and faithful eyes. ..;•-.■ Here was the story — "Hawaii's story '■'. by Hawaii's Queen" — To borrow the title ot Liliuokalani's book, a Queen without a Throne, a Flag without a . ' 'place, a Court without a kingdom. One • ' may be as democratic as one pleases. and yet be saddened by such things as thes^t The Queen gave me a quiet hand. Her physician was just leaving her. She smiled him thoughtfully away and : turned to me. "t)o I look like a dying woman?" she said. . "God forbid!" said I. That much at least Is due divine Providence. If Liliuokalani were to die at this tide of her affairs it would have been. only civil of heaven to have taken •her .before the dawn of August twelfth. •\ "I have received condolences," ex .pl&taed the Queen, "from the States. .This Bt earner brought me a number of ; letters and circulars and resolutions, all very kindly intended of course, but I V must say a llittlee — cr — startling to a per .. eon who has no Immediate idea of leaving the world." • The court giggled respectfully. "You see, I was ill in Washington and the report was given out that I had a cancer." ."■ '"But there is no truth In that?" "Unfortunately, there is all truth in • It/ "replied the Queen, smiling, with perfect serenity. "You look surprised. ■ ! Js it because I smile? You see I have a good doctor. I mean to get well. If . not— l am not afraid of death. I am .-'■ not even afraid of life." The. court sighed tenderly. "I have needed courage to live," she .added. "They say it is given to those .•.•who have to endure." "Noblesse oblige," I returned, po ' iitely. The Queen v.as pleased to smile. Is .. there any railk so sensitive to recognl ■ ;tlon as lost rank? The ex-Queen of Hawaii has an eye to little matters of :': this sort— a gracious or a critical eye : according as you remember them or as you .do not. One has need of court manners to go calling at Washington Place; and since an earlier visit I have .- felt the lack of mine, I am pleased to find" that I am getting on. Moreover, ,*••. my. heart, is in this. My sympathy goes . .out to the woman in trouble and there . fare I. am pleased to please the Queen. \ ' "So they say," she went on. "And there is something in that. I could re . main here In my home where you know 1 can. hear everything; the guns, the music of the band, the cheering. I . " could do that. I do not think every one :'■ COUld." . "I am sure, indeed," I answered, truthfully, "hardly any one could. I thought perhaps you would go away — into the country." Liliuokalani raised her brows. "Why? I came here to be near my people — to show them how to meet this. It has come upon us together — you un derstand? Together. I am not alone. My people lose their country; they lose their identity. Should I run away and Bhut my eyes and my ears when so many of them had to remain here In their homes? My home also is here, in Honolulu. It gives us all courage to think of others. I remembered my peo ple this day and they remembered me. We bore our trouble together. I did net leave my house. I received no visi torsT'^i instructed my household to pass this day as we pass all our days, as if HAWAIIAN WOMEN OF THE BETTER CLASS WAILING IN THE GARDENS DURING THE ANNEXATION CEREMONIES. THE CALL Sunday Edition HERE WAS THE STORY— 'HAWAII'S STORY BY HAWAII'S QUEEN I—TO1 — TO BORROW THE TITLE OF LILIUOKALfINI'S BOOK, fl QUEEN WITHOUT fl THRONE, (\ FLAG WITHOUT A PLACE, (k COURT WITHOUT (\ KINGDOM." BY ALICE RIX The Queer) was seated on the sofa which serves her now as throne. For canopy the royal flag of Hawaii was draped above her bead, por court there were the women facing her, with sad and faithful eyes. Tlje Queen gave rt>e a quiet hand, her phv»lclan was Just leaving her. She smiled hlrr> thoughtfully away and turned to me. "Do I look "Xc a dying woman?" she said. r 'Qod forbid," I said. nothing happened to us— nothing at all. There are duties, in every home. Is it not bo? I ordered that the duties of my house be attended to as usual. I permitted no one to speak t«^ me of this" — she hesitated — "of this matter. I did not permit myself to think of it. Can you believe that? It is true. I ignored." All the Queen in Liliuokalanl spoke there. I was compelled to quick ad miration of the strength of the woman and the pride of the Queen. I thought of the picture that day had painted of her to the curious mob — out of fond, sentimental fancy, bien entendu — for no one knew of her doings except her household attendants, faithful watch dogs of her privacy. It was known that her doors were closed and it was con jectured that even her stubborn cour age had yielded to the strain under which even aliens bent — the solemn thunder of the guns which shook the great house savagely, the requiem ' Ha waii Ponoi" playing down her Flag, the bugle sounding taps above its fall, creeping through her Royal palms, In sistent at her closed doors. And all the sounds that welcomed a new sov ereignty to rule her fathers' land. Le roi est mort! Vive le roi! And the king alive to hear. There was a short, pregnant pause. I knew, as one sometimes knows un spoken thoughts, that. her own move ments on this fateful day were passing through her mind in swift review. The lines about her mouth deepened, her eyes were sad and far. Her women, watching her, wept softly among them selves. There were no tears in Liliu okalani's eyes. But I think she is one to weep in the heart. When she spoke it was to go on quite naturally with her thought. "I made up my mind that I must be brave, and to be brave I knew I must be busy. For the morning I went to my desk and sorted over all my letters. They have accumulated during my ab sence, and it Is a task. I have put off SAN FRANCISCO, SUNDAY, AUGUST 28, 1898. for a good moment. This day," Liliu okalani smiled bitterly, "gave me that good moment. I wrote several letters and then I put my mind upon, my book. I am writing my third book— a work on the Hawaiian words. There are many of the old words which are pass ing out of use — many now quite obso lete; and yet their origin is interesting and full of suggestion concerning the manners and customs of our people be fore — y OU know, in other days. I have already written one book on the Ha waiian music that will be valuable. I hope, to those interested in such sub jects. I have managed to put upon paper the peculiar musical phrases of the melees, even the oli-oli; that is the gurgling sound our melee singers use in wailing or chanting. It was a very baffling task, but I wanted to preserve the music of my country. That was all. So I wrote and revised and planned and kept my mind on other things. It was while I was looking through my letters that"— the Queen paused, "A few of DURING THE FLAG-RAISING CEREMONIES THE QUEEN TRIED TO FORGET WHAT WAS GOING ON BY LOOKING OVER HER CORRESPONDENCE my friends were here — my close friends, my attendants. They were weeping about me. It was not for me to weep. We heard — you know — everything. I spoke of other things. I do not remem ber now of what, and It matters very little — and t.ien I went on looking over my letters." The little court at the end of the room sobbed audibly. A trio of voices rose from the shadow of the palms, singing the plaintive native music, which is forever sounding in the Queen's gardens. She sat, listening quietly to the sobbing and the singing. Her command is admirable. "Did you send any protest?" I asked, when the song was ended; "that is, did you send one to Washington?" "To Washington? To Washington? Have I not exhausted Washington? To whom would I make a protest? Tour Government is a government of many — by many," and this daughter of a race which has one supreme and suf ficient chief shut her lips derisively. "When an appeal reaches the last of your governors, It has had time to be forgotten by the first. My people sent their protest. That is as it should be — but as for me — I have written enough for the waste paper baskets of Wash ington." "I thought," I said, suggestively, "that you might have some idea of go- Ing on to Washington when Congress meets in December, to make a personal appeal." Lilluokalani shook her head. "I have," she said, "no such idea. I have no ideas at all just now. I shall re main in Honolulu. I shall live here, I believe. I worked very hard for my people, for my country, for my cause while I was away in a foreign land, and as you know, I worked in vain. I have returned here to take up the life I lived before I went away; a life of retire ment among my friends, my books, my thoughts. I am now, more than ever, a woman In private life." She spoke with indescribable bitter ness. A woman In private life is sup posed to be sheltered from the ills which vex a Queen, but one must be born to these safe joys to relish them. No Queen deposed has ever yet ac quired the taste, and I have known an inconspicuous nobody or two who would have given their ears to wear a crown or even a shabby little coronet. And, of course, under one or the other of these decorative circumstances ears would not be missed. "I hear," said Liliuokalani, "that it was not so gay over there as some per sons expected." "It was not gray at aIL Nearly every one was weeping." "Ah!" said the Queen, coldly. "Why should they weep?" "You mean it is for your people, not ours, to weep. There is such a thing as sympathy. I wish you could know — perhaps you do — how many hearts were filled with that." "I know," she Interrupted, "I know." "Admiral Miller himself " I said. "Ah! yes, I have heard." "And," I said, "all Americans who love their own Flag " The Queen made a sudden movement. "If it had been yours!" she said sharp ly. "If it had been your Flag!" As if that were not what I have been thinking ever since I came here to think about it at all! "I said that my day was quiet," she went on passionately. "I said it was humdrum. I said that I put my mind on other things " She laid her hand touchingly to her breast. "But that is not here. Of my heart I do not speak. My heart is my country, my flag, my people. My heart is Hawaii."