Daily Honolulu press. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1886, 1886-03-15
wailuisu warblingu.

Where, Oh, where is our Post
master7 Perhaps he is only taking a
vacation, or perhaps he takes vaca-
tion every day. AT least, we miss him
very often.
The beautiful moving iluminations,
caused by the burning of refuse cane,
present an enjoyable sight these dark
nights
Mrs. Schrader and her mother, Wal
luku's fashionable dress makers, formerly
of Honolulu, expect soon to leave this
portion Of the globe for New York city.
To watch the moving procession of
three-mule cane carts plodding along
through dust and over rocks, day after
day, one would conclude that the life of a
mule driver would be void of interest
and very monotonous. Yesterday, how
ever, proved a decided exception with
one of the dusky governors of these
outfits. He was at the time quietly
seated on the edge of his cane cart,
jogging along at his usual gait, when he
accidently touched his whip to the near
propeller. The mule was wide awake
in an instant; his eyes frightened up as
though that was exactly what he had
been looking for. This mule decided
to have some fun for change, and he
began to kick; he opened and shut
himself with the precision of an au-
tomato swimming frog, only thousand
times faster. In about fourteen seconds
he was SO completely enveloped in a
dense cloud Of dust, earnestness and
enthusiasm, that he was scarcely visible;
but the Kanaka who ruled the rod was
not to be disappointed in his share Of
the sport, he knew the exact location
of the mule, and his unerring blows
came down with tremendous force.
The mule looked surprised, he did not
wish to be outdone, but his hind feet
soon fell short of the top of the cane
cart, and as he was tucked along by
his two companions he was finally
forced to surrender.
If there is any one thing that our
community needs more than another,
it is dispenser of the divine Gospel to
shy orthodox rocks at Wailuku sinners.
We want practical, energetic preacher
to show men their true position in life
and inculcate such principles of law
and order, socially and religiously, as
are needed by every good citizen in any
community, whether Church member
or not. We have two Protestant
churches with closed doors Sunday
after Sunday; while there are people
and wealth enough in this community
to ably support good minister, and
maintain regular service.
Wailuku, in consideration of its hav-
ing the honored reputation at home
and abroad of being the second city in
the Kingdom, is, we think, sadly be-
hind the times in many respects. We
have no newspaper, no preacher, no
library, and no reading room. What is
the matter brethren! There is a "stick''
somewhere. There is nothing more
remote from my desire, or intention, to
speak disparagingly of our town, or to
point merely to the moral depravity OF
the community; but it must be adj
mitted that morally, socially, reli-
giously, and in literary sense as well,
we are making very slow progress.
The natural advantages of Wailuku
and Waikapu are all that the most ele-
waited ambition could desire. We con
slider Maui the "Banner Isle" of the
Kingdom, and Wailuku and Waikapu
districts of the locality PAR excellence.
There is hardly limit to the produc-
ton of the soil in this particular locality
and we see no reason why our highly
developed natural surroundings, sup
plemented by our unequaled acgricul-
tural resources, should not succeed in
thoroughly uprooting any superficial
discouragement, and plant in its stead
renewed energy that would inevitably
result in the upbuilding and general
prosperity of our community.
JUPITER.