Hawaii Holomua, Volume III, Number 154, 3 July 1894 — BY TELEPHONE. [ARTICLE]

BY TELEPHONE.

A Scene of whieh. the Tmth is not Gnaranteed lt was Ixst wet*k. Xbo editor ba<t gone bome. lu fact he wa~ bome. He was Iying down. He always lies (?) dowu when be gets home. Tbe telephone rang. A voice want«d tbe editor. He got there (with some ditbculty.) lt was a girl’s voice. It was a Portugoese girl’s voice. The editor could smell the co<lfisb. Sbe wbispered tbrougb tbe telepboue and tben sbe wbistled. The editor understands ever}'tbing except Johnstone’s editorials, he understood her. s Tben be went after the wbistle. lt w»s from Emma street sbe blow her whistle. It was outo Emma street that the editor went. He bad been thero before. He arrived at the top of the hill * Tbe maiden was there She hung out a paw able to be covered by a number tbirteen glove or a Dole constitution, and sbo said. on and approach.’ ’ He hung on aud be approacbed. A number of people were there. Tbey were raostly men, but all defenders of tbe rights of women. Tbey dasn’t bo anything else. A grey whiskered man, some tiraes seen picturesqnely next to the l»te TVasbington had the chair. Hot Scotch and sugar were wilhin his grasp, and he was lighting his pipe by a burning caucelled denization paper. A inan dressed in raourning, and a smile sat opposite him. He bad a foreign office passport in bis. poekel, and a ticket for tbe Cunadian steamer. He was silent, he wondered how tbe deuco be eouhl get ont of the scrape, and keep on playing the cards 011 botb sides. He held tbe pnrse strings of okl grey beard, and be knew that > he kuew too mueh uf tbat newman to suit the acquitter of V. Y. and tbe detailed shoot?r of Rex. There was also a brusque look iug man. He was not verv old,nndbe look- • i ed like aboney-moonedowner of a viuegar factory. He was sulky. He represented au miscarried panomma or cyclurama, and tbe grey-beard looked with fear at , bis youtbful eompanion. Tberewasbusines in biseves.No p!enrosy! No cowardice ’. I No notbing ! i! He was tbe man ; who handled tbe senators of the , of tbe U. S. He owued tbe i American Administration, ! Nexl to him sat the silent gen- j eral. The mau who d.efended V. V. j before the grey-beard, and who i obtained an acquittal tbrongh ‘ bluster and buldozing. He pre- ‘ sented bis usual suporcilious , smile, and wondered silently why j in h the otber dofiers didn’t < get out, «nd make room for him 1 on the presidential cbair. or the 4 bencb. or tbe at the legation. Cursing the monarchy loodiy sat tfae ex-barber of Rax. He | was sore, very sore. I Ue had help grey-beard ak»ng j by doing nothing. aud he was a t ehampion of the iemalea. 1 •

He wanted a job. And be badn't got one. Iu tbe bacfcgronnd of the room sat several braves. They were reading tbe Holomi'a and Jrinking Long Life TVhiskey with a drop of Blackberry Brandy. Tbey loofced foll of courage—and the latter concoction. Grev-beard £nished hisspeech. , He told them that ereiything was alrigbt. Thafc the evil haoles who wooldn’t bow down to tbem wonld be fixed, 1 Some wonld be deported, and some wonld be bribed The d Holomua wou!d be attendeil to. One or two "fat” ads. wonld settle tbe editor; he wonld be “belizzied” if they didn’t. The rean dressed in a amile was going to give his experieuce, bnt got ?uddenly interrupted by the i appearance of a pair of long boots and narrow pants in whieh were found the legs aud “top ’ of a fero-cious looking polieeman. “Look ont,” he yelled, “our names are muddies. The d Advertiser h«s stated that the saloons will be closed on the ( Fourth and of course the patieuce j of tbe Royalists has given way ! and they are going to take the 1 govex - nment.” The brave and beroic poliee- 1 man who bronght this important inforraation iunttered something . abont martial law and then he fainted away and dreamed that he was hauling firewood for i Eaklwin and was competent. The scene then enacted was | horrid to hehokl. The man in j tbe back-ground ponred half a bottle of blackberry brandy into the mouth of tbe fainted poliee, thus reviving the department and imraediately disappearing iu charge of it. The okl general rose wxth dignitv. He casted a withering glauce ou the old man and said, That s what we are coming to. 1 am otf for Boston. The smiling man pocketed his smile and glared at the chief: Oh, ho! so I am to get into a scrape witb my dear friends the ; royalists. Escuse nie. Iam ofi for Cauada. Rex’s okl barber looked scared. i 1 have got many friends in Tim *!urrey’s league but, damn it, if I trust them. I have the houor Sir to be your etc. etc. And only the brusque gentle- i man waa aronnd. The chief : looked at him with an agonizing, reproving look and he said: "El tu Lomne .” And the answer j eame cold and cruel; with slashing etfect fell the words of the mau oa whooi the treasury had put its stakes (well done) and who»e picture was revered and preserved by the Schntzen 01ub s»nd Tnu's League. He hissed to the man who thougbt tbat he was his friend aud benefactor: “Yoa think that I will stay with vou now wheu trouble is coming ou. Xever. Yoa have got every* tbing. 1 have got nothiug. Ail my companies «re “basted.” I am a pauper. Sot wanted in Washingtou. still less wanted here. Iam going to find my partoer. and 1 gaess it won't be u bard job. He is looking out for me. Ho. for the VoIcano. Ho for Pele nu revoir, ou revoir.” | And the oki man was lonely and he felt gmve. And be wondered who in b was payiog the passages of his chnms. And with despair in his eyes he looked around and he fonnd hia hali empty. He lifted hia drowsy eyelids i and he beheld the aditor and the girl. He eepecially bebeld tbe iatter. And the editor ahook his bead dole(ally aod «bispered * ‘ too lafce. The rats have deserted the sinking ship. Your name is mod.”