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THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN, PORTLAND, NOVEMBER 10, 1907. flummoxed down and out. As far as studying the Hawaiian language goes, I'm a kwitter!. . Oh. lovely island world! Where else in the universe Is there a spot made up wholly of beauty and peace? Where man and even woman can cease wor rying about stocks, franchises, new bonnets, real estate, society. Insurance, politics, and all the rest that go to make up the pandemonium of exist ence, and settle down in the shade of a palm tree, royal, cocoa, wine, rabbage, screw, fan or native he has a choice of seven unbutton his shirt-collar and smoke the pipe of forgetfulness. Oh. happy Hawaii! that hath no poi sonous reptiles, no noxious plants, no pestiferous Insects! 'Tls not I that can do you justice! Let my friend Charley Stoddard, with his prose poem paragraphs and his mellifluous periods do the Job for me. When he sits down with his pen dipped in honey, and his mouth full of guava jelly, to reel off a few reams of ecstatic English in praise of his beloved islands, he makes the rest of us feel like 30 cents. And when he declares that he has traveled the wide world over, but never, never has he seen a spot to equal this why, what can we do but say, "Same here, old man!" (Copyright, 1907, by J. B. Bowles.) (To be Continued.) I ONE EAST SIDE HOME f ft f.6. vtr i rt. -m i t w jt- '-d i5 I rvrLrr IN MAKING PORTLAND CITY. BEAUTIFUL; THE HOTEL CLERK ON THE SOCIETY MAN tit x' &m h x - r&r'"V&" few a& BY IRVINE, s. COBB. t iriMiiMi-nm nr nTm im n urinriii -r r ' " , n iwiTuri li tu iwir-Hniiiinr wn. 3 All ffil f i- - - coHinod Bliown in tnia picture is at the residence of Mrs. R. H. Miller, 1200 Denver avenue, and is a fair Bumple of What can be done in Oregon from land thnt has never been cultivated. A year ago this place was a mass of brush end fir trees, but by dint of hard work and hard it was. for some roota were 10' nd 20 feet underground the earth was cleared and a pmall home built. But the house looked bare and rough, SMILING AROUND THE WORLD IV. IX HAWAII. The city nf Honolulu. looking from the Imrhor, does not seem large, though there is a population of 50,0i0. The housps are so embowered in luiur'ant follase it Is only occasionally that a roof may be. seen peeping out. As soon as the gang-plank was out a friend welcomed us with the beauti ful but rather embarrassing Hawaiian custom of throwing long wreaths about our necks. These are made of carnations, camelias or jasmine, with flossy green leaves. Women who make them, sit along the streets in Honolulu with baskets of flowers and completed wreaths beside them, their lingers busily engaged in weaving others. So universal Is this custom of wearing these flowery adornments that every native one meets has neck and hat decorated with a fresh. dewy wreath. Time was. no doubt, when these were all of their adorning, but civilization has decreed a few addi tions to such an airy, though, no doubt, picturcsuue costume. Our doubts as to the best method nf seeing the sights were settled for us hy our friend, who had an automobile waiting for us on the dock. The driver Hcsd Devil! Heap Devil! 1 . ,.- - - and some plan must be made to hide its ugliness, and after careful thought cos mos was chosen. A trench was dug along the edge of the porch and the seeds planted the last of May, and now, the fimt week of November, they hide the porch completely and are a mass of white, red and pink blossoms, some of which are 2'4 inches across. Standing ten feet high, they are a beautiful sight, and as there has been no frost, they are still growing. BV MARSHALL P. W1LDEK. "AND THE ANGEL OF THE told us of his tirst trip in the machine through the outlying country. He came upon a Chinese coolie who had never seen anything of the kind before, and stood rooted with horror to the road until the driver tooted the horn. Then the Chinaman fled frantically to the fence, over which he plunged. shrieking, "Heap devil! heap devil!" When the driver had finished telling us of his first experience I told him of mine not in Honolulu, but In the good old Empire state, V. S. A. As I remem ber it was a fine ride! The fine was a hundred and fifty. I said to my chauf feur (chauffeur is French for plumber) "Let her go!" and he let her go. We went so fast the milestones looked like a cemetery! We simply flew through tho air. When the car stopped short I was still flying. I flew 80 feet through the air, shot through a church window, and lit in the middle of the congregation. Just as the min ister was saying: "And the angel of the Lord descended!" I was a fine-looking: angel, with a pair of goggles, a linen duster and a rubber tire 'round my head for a halo! I explained to the astonished congre gation that I had just "dropped into meetin'!" Well, after working four days, with eight-hour night shifts, we got the car going; and all went well till I tried to steer. I turned out for a cow, and turned into a "dago" with a fruit stand. There was a free delivery of fruit. It was hard to tell which was the fruit and which win th "dago." We stopped long enough to remove a banana from my eye (you have to keep your eye peeled) and went on. Nothing happened Mum inTirinim-- - - m m i They have had no cultivation whatever and have been sprinkled very little during th Summer. ' Can any ther state show a picture like this on November 1? Roses, chrysanthe mums, cosmos, dozens of others, all in blossom out in the yard. Oregon can't be beat. Here is also an example of making the city beautiful. People going by Mrs. Mil ler's home pause, stare and admire. LORD DESCENDED!" until we got in the midst of a crowded thoroughfare, when the blamed thing had the blind stageers: tried to climb an electric light pole, and bit a policeman in the middle of his beat! That cost the city a copper, and me a pretty penny. Since then, I've tried pretty nearly ev ery kind of car. with results about the same in the end I was a nervous wreck and the car a total wreck. So. when a friend of mine calls me up on the 'phone and says he's got the automobile fever," and wants to know what he'd bet ter get," I tell him to get over It. Ap interesting phase of life in Honolulu is the political speaker, who takes the stump sometimes several stumps, in suc cession at the noon hour. All Ha walians take a keen interest in politics. The speech I heard was in the Hawaiian tongue, the only words I understood be ing "beef trust"; this the speaker said very plainly in English, there probably being no equivalent in Hawaiian. As he proceeded from stump to stump, his aud ience waned perceptibly perhaps from a native indolence of temperament which could not cling, very long to one thing. At any rate, "when he reached the last stump his audience reminded me of what Peter Dal ley said of an audience In a New York theater where business was poor. When asked how large the audi ence was, "Pete" answered, "I could lick all three of them!" From politics to , Pali a marvelous transition. This high cliff, garlanded with the softest and most luxuriant ver dure, overlooks a fertile valley where Is spread, llk a carpet, every varying shade of green that finally melts in ?"xxs. m .rTT "TITTT' trmSmwjT' ''What an effect how beautiful !' and pass on, wondering now on earth they ever did it. Maybe they go to their own homes, where they have hundreds of feet of ."pare ground, and sigh and think it la no use trying to fix their house like that- it's too expensive, too hard work. If they would only count the cost more accurately, would it pay? One package of cosmos, mixed, o cents. Doea it pay? Can you spare 5 cents toward making your city the distance to the exquisite turquoise and beryl tints of the sea, making an en chanting panorama, of transcendant love liness. - ' Pali was the scene of the historic 'bat tle of the forces of Oahu, when they were driven up into the mouiftains by the army of King Kamehamein the Great, who had come over from Hawaii to con quer them. The Oahuans were pressed back until they were finally driven over the edge of the Pali, a living cataract of 2S00 men. To stand upon the edge of this cliff and conjure up a vision Of this his toric event, which took place scarcely 107 years ago, must give even the least impressionable a thrill. I was next taken to the aquarium, where the collection of-native fish is something beyond the wildest Imagina tion to picture, and quite baffles descrip tion. Little fishes striped in bright plnk-and-whlte. like sticks of ' peppermint candy, jostle those that are of a silvery and blue brocade, others of a dark color, with spots of vivid red, and bridles of golden yellow going about their heads are In the next cage- to transparent fish of a delicate pink or blue--or a family of devil fish. There are fish of a beauti ful sumber purple, and fish of white with black horizontal stripes, looking like a company of convicts from Sing Sing. There are many many others, those with trailing fringes, or floating wings; those with eyes on little pivots that turn easily in all directions like small, conning tow ers; all odd pr unusual, seeming liVe dream fishes, or the phantoms of a dis ordered brain, rather than products of nature. I spent considerable time on the archi tecture of the Hawaiian language, but never got much above the ground floor; but if I had stayed in the cellar. It would have been Just the same, -for I could make but one thnU? out of It, and that was that the whole structure Is built upon the letter K. They can't get along without that K. They must stick It Into everything. - For instance, if you want to make a tour of the islands you take the little steamer ' Kilanea that is to say, you could take it, once upon a time; but they saw fit to tire of the name, and changed It to Kinau; then when they wanted something more romantic and English, they called It not Sea Bird, mind you! or Ocean Spray, or Flying Scud but "Llke Uke." Can't get along without the K. So you sail around In little old "Like like," and somewhere, or anywhere It don't make any difference which, for it's sure to begin with a K you make a land ing, and lo! It la called Kalahui; just as good a name as any port of entry, if you don't mind komlng In through the kus toms in that way. It's a breezy little port, with a kourthouse and a klub good fellows, too and a mercantile marine, and a railway, and a wreck in the har bor, and all of 'em belonging to Kalahui. If you speak of the thriving plantations that back the harbor, they'll be sure to ask you if you've noticed the Kalo patches? Kalo may be French for Kab bages or karnatlons you don't give a kontlnental, either way but you smile, K 4V 1 V vTK ' beautiful? The work yes, that's a big item but better be doing that and have something for a reward than not plant flowers. Beautify your home and you will be doing something which will be a pleas ure to yourself, to your neighbors, and make the city proud of such citizens. Mr. and Mrs. Miller told an Oregonian reporter that they have set out over 200 rose bushes this year, and Invited him to. call with the camera man next June and eee the effect then. an.d say. "Great! wouldn't mind having a korner in Kalo some day!" If you want to go up a mountain, of course it must be Haleakala; it's only got one K in it, by the way, but It's got the 'biggest krater at the top of it you ever saw or heard of 20 miles In circumfer ence, and 2000 feet deep. It's stone dead entirely gone out of business; but in my opinion that's an advantage of two-to-one on any live crater. If you want to go up another mountain, try Kilanea It's only another K, and the, avenue that leads out to it is a magnificent boule vard set out on either side with bread fruit trees, mangoes and alligator pears. Kilanea Is the biggest thing In the live crater business in the world a lake of fire 1200 feet long and 500 wide, with a surface measure of 12 acres. You hold your breath and say your prayers; and, when a gust of wind carries away the blinding steam and' smoke, you look down, down E00 feet into a veritable hell fire lake, whose waves of flame rise and fall In convulsive throes that shake the very heart out of your body in other words, the thing has fits to beat the band, and you wish you hadn't come! But you get all over It by the next day, and If you want to calm your mind and restore your nerves, you take a nice, quiet stroll down Kukul place and kom mune with nature. Finally, if you've done anything you oughtn't to, and get arrested and taken to the lockup, you run up against the biggest bunch of ks in the whole business. The name of the "Jug" Is Kahleamakakaparakapill. That got me! I was kompletely ker- Ye Stand Upon the Edge of Thla Cliff Must Give a Thrill I 1 - - THERE had been some confusion and shouting in the side street flanking the Hotel St. Reckless, and when it was over and the Head Bell Boy came back to his station he was considerably excited. "What's doing?" asked the Hotel Clerk. "Streetcar run down an old party," said the Head Bell Boy, "and " "And a truly desperate and determined mob Immediately formed, and with cries of 'lynch him!' surged forward to hang the motorman to the nearest lamp-post," added the Hotel Clerk. "Sure that's the way it was," said the puzzled Head Bell Boy; "but If you know all about it already, wotcher askln' me for?" . "I was merely doping it out from the past performances," said the Hotel Clerk. "So the mob formed and yelled 'lynch him;' and then when It seemed that no human power could save the doomed wretch from his fate, a policeman came along and told everybody to beat It. And then what happened?" "Well, they beat It," admitted the Head Bell Boy. "Only there was two policemen, Instldder one. I tell yqu what, Mr. McBean. things looked purty scary there fur a little w'ile." "They'll look scarier in the late editions of the evening papers." said the Hotel Clerk. "The desperate mob is always good for half a column of adjectives, not to mention several nouns, and one of those headlines across the front page that looks like a cabinet-maker built It. What became of the venerable and estimable citizen who was crushed to earth by the Insatiate modern Juggernaut?" "Meanin' the old kippered guy wot got bifTered by the car, I s'pose." answered the Head Bell Boy. "Oh, they carried him Into the drugstore acrost the street, and they was pourin' a lot of things down him and several of 'em was.tearln.' off his clothes to' see where he was killed when he set up and cussed 'em somethln' scandalous. It seemed like he was crossin' the tracks with a bun on and the car bounced him up in the air a few yards and sort of stunned him." "Wasn't he hurt at all?" asked the Hotel Clerk. "Only where the crowd walked on him tryin' to get at the motorman." said the Head Bell Boy. "His face was all over footprints. He's locked up now. The motorman got away, so the cops taken him . In, charged with lnterferin' with traffic or somethin' like that. Some of the mobbers they went along to the sta-. tlon-house to make. the complaint against him. They was a mighty deter mined mob from first to last, I tell you that." "The city mob is always determined." said the Hotel Clerk. "Determination Is its strong point. Hops, I can shut my eye now and see the scene of mob law as It is enacted daily here on the teem ing streets of this great city of New York. prominent and Influential longshoreman Is en route to his place of residence. He is carrying one of those subtle Interior parcels which leave the arms free but give the legs plenty to do. He Is standing out in the middle of the street gently wavering in the evening breeze and waiting for his house to pass him. when he Is suddenly and violently mussed up by the fender of a cross-town trolley. Thousands gather with loud cries. Sixteen volunteers pick up the vic tim by his respective ltmbs and bear him to the sidewalk and gently lay him down on a damp spot. If he had had more limbs there would be more volunteers. Two hundred gentlemen hover closely over him, begging everybody else to stand back and give him air. They'd give him' some themselves, only they haven't any to spare. "The report spreads through the ex cited throng a penny still clutched In his or her chubby fist; also that ho is the aged Apple Mary from yonder corner; also that he Is a lovely young heiress stricken down on her way to the tene ment upon an errand of mercy; also that he is two handsome young clubmen, both very prominent in society. "After that there's notning to It ex cept swinging up the motorman to the nearest lamp post. The next to the nearest won't do. This is a hurry job, and everybody'd better be on the hop or they'll miss the spectable of the wretched creature dangling In his death agony from the grim iron crossbar. There are cries for a rope. Every tenth gentleman reaches Into the inner recesses of his wardrobe and produces a neat rope. Until you see a New York mob you'd never guess there were so many people in a great city that tiave swore a sol emn oath never to wear suspenders until Alton B. Parker Is elected President. "Through the tense air the cobble stones begin to hurtle. Women cower in doorways, hiding the fearsome sight from their vision. The miserable ob ject of the lynchers' wrath crouches against the door of his car. His pallid lips move in silent prayer or some thing. The greedy hands of the in furiated multitude reach forth to pluck him from his last refuge. And just then a policeman comes around the corner and the lynchers all have to hurry home to keep from being late for dinner. I used to know a motor man named Mulcahy that was lynched 38 times before he lost count He quit the job, because he said the work was too monotonous. "It's a strange thing. Hops, but I notice you never hear of a real lynch ing being pulled off in any large town that's n the regular- souvenir-postal -card circuit. The place where they take somebody out of the county jail and affix him to a tree on the publtc square and then disperse In an orderly manner without disturbing the Sheriff, who at that moment is under a bed as far as he can get, and wishing It was farther. Is nearly always the same In land village where the wife of the Methodist minister takes a drink out of a wayside well and discovers the next Spring that she Is harboring a flock of sprightly green lizards. Or else It's the quiet hamlet in Jeff Davis County, IS miles from the nearest rail road, where a prominent citizen is hit by a streak of lightning which re moves his shoes and socks, takes off his trousers, folds thorn neatly over a limb, melts the rim off his spectacles, fills two of his teeth that have given him trouble for years, brands him on the back with the initials 'W. J. B.' and then passes into the earth with a loud roaring sound and a smell like somebody frying ham. "As far as I have oeen able to ob serve, a North American lynching soiree Is most successful when partici pated in by about 12 or 15 low-voiced gentlemen from down in the Mink Creek country. In the large centers of civilization, where the bleachers are open to tne citizens generally, the crowd back of the foul lines gets so thick that no hit counts for more than two bases." "Well, anyway, we have some purty good race riots ever' now and then," said the Head Bell Boy, with a touch of pardonable pride. "Nothing to brag about," said the Hotel Clerk, disparagingly. "San Fran cisco's antl-Japanese outbreaks have been practical failures. The Japs vio lated all the ground rules by fighting back, which was naturally a source of deep disappointment to the many patri ots who had been calculating on trans forming quite a lot of alien eyes from almond shape to the popular" black walnut design. "Anyway, the Northern populace never seems able to concentrate its attentions sufficiently to win success In the race rioting business. Down In the Sunny Southland, where grow the pine, the pal metto and other trees not so well known but equally well adapted for lynching pur poses, a singleness of Intent invariably animate? the minds of those concerned. When they get through with the contract some dark-complected party has been con verted Into a set piece or an ornament for the railroad bridge, depending on the local conditions and whether the firewood Is wet. The relatives of the deceased can go Into half mourning by the simple expe dient of putting on one white glove apiece and the Coroner's Jury, after subjecting the remains to a rigorous cross-examination, returns a verdict to the effect that this colored puson aforesaid came to his death because he couldn't run fast enough. "But how about it. here In the liberty loving East, where every man has an equal chance, only he don't get it? I'll tell you how It Is. A leading dignitary of the Afro-American. League of Perspicuity, going home from lodge, becomes Involved In an argument with a white gentleman who's connected with a leading livery stable in a floor-walking capacity. In or der to save his own features from can cellation, it devolves upon him to lay something on his Caucasian brother's head that he can't wipe off. As a result several thousand latter-day disciples of Garrison and Lovejoy spend the rest of the evening and the next morning; rioting around enthusiastically altering the front ispiece of every pronounced brunette they meet. Booker T. Washington or the Gold Dust Twins, It's all ' the same to them. The Hon. Joe Gans is the only dusky Im mune you'll see anywhere. The entire performance Is marked by zeal, but tho power of discrimination seems lacking." "Didn't you never hear of a New York mob really lynchln' anybody?" asked the Head Bell Boy. "Well," said the Hotel Clerk, "I once knew of a frenzied mob of 800 Indignant citizens on the East Side that mads a most determined attack upon a chauffeur who'd run his automobile Into a push cart man." "Wot did they do to him?" asked tho Head Bell Boy. with interest. "They broke his- umbrella," said the Hotel Clerk. (Copyright, 1907, by H. H. McClure Co.) Hieroglyphics. This game, which Is really a trick, is played with a confederate, and if clever ly done, a "godlie companle" may be deceived. A Showman, armed with a long, point ed stick, stays in the room and his con federate, the Guesser. is shut out, while the company thinks of a word. The Gusser Is called In, and the Showman proceeds to spell out the word on the floor, with sundry- taps and strokes of his stick. The solution is simple enough. The taps represent the vowels; one tap for a, two taps for e. three for 1. four for o flvei for u. and the Gunesser need pay no attention to any other talking. Suppose, for Instance, the company selects the word "book." The cue Is given in the sentence which the Showman uses to call the guesser in. He would say, in this case, "Botter come in." and the Guesser would know at once that the first letter of the first word In that sentence will be the first letter of the word to be guessed. The Showman taps four times with his stick and makes a lot of misleading strokes and signs; then he taps four times more for the second a, then he says, in an off-hand way: "Kind of hard. Isn't it?" or any other sentence intro duced by the letter k. He finishes up with more signs and strokes, as if to puzzle the Guesser, who, of course, has already secured his word. The Showman must be quiok and clever In placing his consonants at the beginning of spicy sentences, otherwise the humor of the trick Is lost. French Law Controls Posters. London Standard. French law gives the authorities of every village and commune complete control over posters. No one Is per mitted in France to deface streets and public plaoes with crude, ostentatious aABOUDOmnts of his business or other object. Billboards are infrequent in Paris and are generally built permanent ly Into a wall, where they are taxed ac cording to their superficial area. When a building is in construction and board screend are erected to shield the public from dust and other annoyance such temporary screen will soon be covered with posters, but each poster so dis played has been previously submitted to the authorities, a license obtained, and each sheet bears the canceled reve nue stamp, according to its size.