Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-07-27

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in through the latticed windows of thu
chapel, and made the candles fame NJ
upon the altar. The little throng of ma
tives bowed in the impressive silence
and were deeply moved 1t was rest fo
the soul to be there; yet, in the midst O
it. while the Father, with his pale, sat
face, gave his instructions, to which W,
listened as attentively as possible--fol
there was something in his manner anc
his voice that made us better creatures
while we listened, in the midst of it
heard shrill little whistle, a sort o.
chirp, that / knew perfectly well. 1t was
Joe, sitting on a cocoa-stump in the
garden adjoining, and beseeching me tc
come out, right off. When service was
over, l demonstrated with him for his
irreverence. Joe" / said, if you
have no respect for religion yourself, re.
spect those who are more fortunate than
you. But Joe was dressed in his best,
and quite wild at the entransing love
illness of the night. Let's walk lit
! tie" said Joe, covered with fragrant
wreaths, and redolent with cocoanut-
OIL What could ] do? If had tried
to do anything to the contrary, he might
have taken me and thrown me away
somewhere into well, or jungle, and
then / could no longer hope to touch
the cord of remorse-which cord ]
sought vainly, and which have since
concluded was not in Joe's physical
corporation at all SO we walked lit
tie. In vain / strove to break Joe of
the shocking habit of whistling me out
of vespers. He would persist in doing
it. Moreover, during the day he would
collect crusts of bread and banana-skins,
station himself in ambush behind the
curtain next the lane, and, as some soli-
tary creature strobe solemnly past, Joe
would discharge volume of ammuni
ton over him, and then laugh immode-
rately at his indignation and surprise.
Joe was my pet elephant, and | was
obliged to play with him very cautiously.
One morning he disappeared. | was
without the consultations of breakfast,
even. made my toilet, went to my
portmanteau for my purse-for had de-
cided on visit to the baker-when loi
part of my slender means had mystic
rionsly disappeared. Joe was gone, and
the money also. All day | thought
about it. In the morning, after very
long and miserable night Invoke up, and
when l opened my eyes, there, in the
door way stood Joe, in bran-new suit
of clothes, including boots and hat. He
was gor geous beyond description, and
seemed overjoyed to see me, and as
merry as though nothing unusual had
happened. was quite startled at this
apparition. Joseph | said in my Sc
verest tone, and then turned over and
looked away from him Joe turned the
subject in the most delicate manner, and
was never so interesting as at that mo
ment. He sang his specialties, and
played clumsily upon his bamboo flute
to soothe me, | suppose-and wanted
me to eat whole fat pie which he had
brought home as a peace offering, but
toned tightly under his jacket | saw |
must strike at once, if | struck ct all; so
| said, Joe, what on earth did yon do
with that money! Joe said he had re-
plenished his wardrobe, and bought that
fiat pie especially for me. Joseph, |
said with great dignity, " do you know
that you have been stealing, and that It
is highly sinful to steal, and may result
in something unpleasant in the world to
Gomez" Joe said, yes" pleasantly,
though / hardly think he meant it; and
then he added, mildly, +" that he couldn't
lie which was glaring falsehood--
but wanted me to be sure that he took
the money, and so had come back to tell
me.
b" Joseph" l said, "you remind me of
our noble Washington" and, to my
Joe was mortified. He
didn't, of course, know who Washington
was, but he mistrusted that ] was ridicul-
ing him. He came to the bed and
insisted upon my taking the
little change he had received from his
costumers, but implored him to keep
it, as / had no use at all for it, and, as
assured him, | much preferred hearing it
jingle in his pocket.
The next day sailed out of Lahaina,
and Joe came to the beach with his new |
trowsers tucked into his new boots, while
he waved his new ha. violently in final
adieu, much to the envy and admiration
Of score of hatless urchins, who looked
upon Joe as the glass of fashion, and but
little lower than the angels. When
entered the boat to set SAIL a tear stood
m Joe's bright eye, and | think he was
.eally sorry to part with me; and don't
wonder at it, because our housekeeping
were new to him-and, may
ldd, not Improbable. lr
Some months of mellow and beautiful
Weather found me wandering here and
here among the islands, until the gales
.ame on again, and | was driven about
homeless, and sometimes friendless, un-
il, by and by, | heard Of an opportunity
o visit Molokai--an island seldom yisi-
ed by the tourist-where, perhaps,
ould get a close view of a singularly sad
nd interesting colony of Lepers. {
The whole Island is green, but lonely.
is you ride over its excellent turnpike,
ou see the ruins of nation that is pass {
ng like shadow out of sight. Deserted
arden-patches, crumbling walls, and
oofs tumbled into the one state-chamber s
the house; while knots of long grass {
ave at halfmast in the chinks and cram '
les. A land of great traditions, of c
lagic, and withcraft, and spirits. A fer {
lie and fragrant solitude. How | en- 4
oyed it; and yet how it was all telling
pom me, in its own way One cannot n
clip feeling sad there, for he seems to be n
wing and moving in long reverie, out b
which he breads to awaken to less a
athletic life. l rode day or two among Il
Ie solemn and reproachful ruins with r,
expressible complacence, and having W
nally climbed a series of verdant and Il
,wny hills, and ridden for twenty min ID
es in brisk shower, came suddenly on II