Morning journal and courier., 1882-07-31
Lying-Of Days,
The Savagery Which Is a Part oF us a nd
 Which Dema nds an Outlet.

\ ! h1s me1u- His uniform was work of art SC 1 gorgeous that weak eyed people gazed at him I through smoked glass, and the Star of his ! Order of Kamehameha was bigger and shinier | and more chevalieresque than the badge ot
 any knighthood known to the College of ! Heralds. His palace was Italian, his morals l French, and his champagne the best that ! ever flowed from the vineyards which four ! ish in the cellar of Judenstadt, He held l levees and drawing rooms, received admirals ! and Rlobe-trotters, and had accredited to him plenipotentiaries from the great powers ! In brief, Queen Emma's husband was a l model ruier as Polynesian monarchs go. He could read, and sometimes wrote was hos pitable sovereign, fond of dining out where a | good cook was kept and if he did on rare l occasions exceed in brandy pegs he took care to drive home before his tongue revealed the condition into which his sacred Majesty had | been betrayed But all this civilization was only skin deep. The restraints of Honolulu society choked him, and the old savagery of his race would, at intervals, we'll up through the scarlet uniform, the cooked hat, the Grand Gordon, and the other paraphernalia of royalty. Then Kamehameha ", grandson of the Hawaiian conqueror, drove to his country house. stripped off his loud coat and all that was beneath, donned blanket, ate
 poi with his fingers, and got tipsy on
 trade rum while swarthy houris danced
 that wild Hula hula, at the very name of which good men blush for the faults of their youth. By ana by the king, having molted the plumage of foreign ways would rise from the clay floor, wash, dress, shave, and
 be in his right mind, and, refreshed by &
 week of semi savagery, drive back to his palace prepared for another six weeks of so- ciety. These barbarous holidays were known as kings lying off days" They were the safety valves of what were straining at the very life of the swarthy sovereign and knowing how essential they were to their comfort, his subjects initiated his example by having now and then lying off days " also among the pAlm-thatchedc cottages of Waikiki
 Perhaps, in way, they were more decorous than Kamehameha's. But all the same they were the sloughings of a life which was un- real, unhealthy, and unwonted.
 We all require our lying off days. In every one of us there is an unextinguished strain of savagery. After five months of late hours and bad air nature will assert itself It de- mands molting of this coat and return to something like the life primitive. Swiss chalet, log hut on the banks of 8 Norwe- gian salmon stream, a shealing on Tweed side meadow, a rough shooting box on a Highland moor, Scarborough when a bed room Is let as favor, seaside lodgings at large were usually ample for this purpose Sometimes the iron of civilization entered so deeply into the soul of some unfortunates that nothing less than a prolonged stay among the Bedouins, or a tour among the Algerian lions, 0 visit to Cetewayo, or a course of guanaco steaks in Patagonia, would suffice to shake it out of their Hanks For other people retreat to the solitude of country house, dismantled en ge5.andTegce or quiet little spot in the Hebrides, where life is perturbed by nothing more strong than doubts whether the beef will arrive from Portree in time for dinner, or speculations on the likelihood of Tonal MacPhairson kill ing sheep tomorrow, were sufficient tonics for one year. But these quondam molting. places no longer afford the customary relief
 country house in August is only Q bit of Grosvenor square lifted into the shires and a shooting lodge in Inverness Is not much less luxurious, and somewhat stiffer than a club in Pail Mall. The plutocrats who every autumn turn Romsdal and Stavanger into suburbs of London dress for dinner and a Swiss hotel nowadays aims at being much like one in Paris as possible, in order to re- lieve the rutfied spirits of the English, who go abroad to eat at tables d' hote and play lawn tennis in other peoples gardens. The natural men and women require something more drastic. Some women shoot, many boat, and few devote their talents to the practical study of MT. Darwin's doctrines in the farm yard. Camping out has of late afforded to some original spirits tho solace of which civilization is depriving them in every other quarter This importation from Amer ica is, if honestly carried out, a true return to prehistoric existence. When the wearied New Workers or Montrealers took to the woods and mountains during the dog days they camped out in very primitive fashion
 tent was pitched or rough bough hut
 fragrant of pine odors, run up. camp kettle, frying pan, and a few plates and their adjuncts were the 'outfit." A bag of flour, a canister of tea some sugar, salt and
 pepper supplied the ''artifcial" comestibles
 The rest was obtained by the mems guns
 traps and rods. The girls cooked the din ner and the boys washed up. By dark every one was sleeping, on his bed of fir twigs, Ahn hnnVA cIN x.f A
 and by daylight the camp was awake, the axe ringing among the dead timber, and the odor of the venison steaks and the broiled
 trout making every mouth within scenting distance of the blazing fire water in hungry anticipation. The day would be spent in
 berry. gathering, botanizing angling for the abounding fish which swan ready fer catching in every lake and ''creek, " while the echoing report of rifles among the odorous pines and huckleberry patches in the neigh boring bottom told of the white. tailed deer, the drumming willow grouse, or the plump turkeys which had fallen against to morrow's dinner.
 These idyllic times did not, however, last long. AS soon as camping out became fash ionable, clubs took to this relax ation, and the stores were full of outfits, so complicated that, if one could only carry and repack the
 bewildering assortment of ''fxings" month passed in trying to make Use of them would have been luxurious purgatory. A 'color- ed" person was engaged as cook but when ladies came gorgeous in camping out cos. tunes" nothing but an italian or French man could minister to the dainty appetites of these Flfth-avenue sybarites. The camp was like the tent of a Sultan on the march, and,
 by and by, when the old rheumatic brush shanty was abandoned in favor of picturesque wooden chalets and the Indian birch canoe padded by athletes in gray flannel shirts
 backskins and moccasins, for sylph-like yacht, camping out was felt to be a farce, at least so far as the spent children of the world
 were concerned. Camp life on the Thames is beginning where its prototype left of. It IS too luxurious, over artistic, needlessly towny. The little conveniences" of these refined attempts at roughing it are too multi farious, and though it may be necessary, in a land where deer parks are sacred and barn. yards fenced around by legal restrictions for the butcher and the green grocer to call if the seasons civilization is to be sloughed, the less of London the.better. The kind of ne- cessaries- and little dodges, you know'' which the young Briton fancies essential to his comfort may be guessed from visit to the extraordinary exhibition of camping out tools which the Alpine Clubbists now and then exhibit for the amazement of green horns and the amusement of more experi- enced travellers. T1tian Peale went round the world with no more impediments than tin pot and "a bit of string" and when Gen.
 sherman was undertaking his march through Georgia, he told his servant to s'put him up
 collar" Something more than this would ! not be unreasonable; but Lying off'' days within bail of London, surrounded by the hampers of the Piccadilly restaurateurs are Ns.~A