The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1890-01-28
POLITICS ON HAWAII.
Rinks and Greenseed Discuss the situa-
ton.

friend, retired sea captain, named
Binks, in the Capital. He was seated
on the Bink's verandah with his feet ele
waited to the rail, and slim carpet-sack,
which lay in graceful folds on the floor
beside him, betokened his recent arrival.
\ farmer, evidently. His appearance,
from the pudding-bowl cut of his back
hair to the "high wather" pants dang
ling at an unneighborly distance above |
shoes coated with Hawaii real estate, |
supported that hypothesis. Binks had
just returned from making preparations |
indoors for his guest, when, seeing a
somewhat moody expression on Green
seeds face. he broke out with:
"Why, Greenseed You look kinder
worked up and queer-like. What's
up?"
"What's up?'' echoed Greenseed,
'I'm up That's why Pm down here.
wanter see that spook-eyed critter who
runs your commercial ink-slingin' mill.
He's been a-blowin' off his bazzoo about
the Hawaii Mobiles ticket, an it seems
ping notes and personals to hum, afore
he goes dippin' into politiks abroad
consarnin' which he don't know nothink,
anyhow"
"Now, look here said Binks, "don't
you 60 in for abusin' an honest man SO
suddint, Greenseed. You're startin' up
| pretty lively on a personal friend O.
mine, and ef didn't know what hard
h ,aded ole boss you air when you get
plnted, we'd have a row right here.
| That commercial feller's said nothin' ex-
| cept that the ticket needs some revisin' +,
and he proberbly heard things through
some O. them disappointed chaps whose
shippln' papers weren't accepted at the
| Hilo Shipmaster's Convention. When
fellers have had their bumps of political
aspiration filed off to suit, you can't ex-
pect the raw surfaces to heal over with
out some gruntin'. Besides, that 'ere
skipper of the 'Gooseo Pacitico' broke out
in kind O rash over that same thing
and struck out at it fearful like. Then
down came that young-lookin' Scot, who
was SO completely showed under up
yonder that he's caught kind of politi-
cal influenza from the cold, and l think
he's been kinder workin' up folks SO that
the ole man fancies he's right"
"Oh! He's Scotch, is he?" queried
Greenseed.
''Sartain So" said Binks.
''Then," asserted Greenseed, "he's
caught no cold. That's Aunt Abbey's
oatmeal a speakin' up. You know them
fellers from the land O cakes do stow
away oatmeal amazin'. An it's awful
heating stuff for young folk. Yes! Its
the oatmeal" Here he shook his head
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my horses run away a leetle consarnin
after all" And SO saying he fished out
an old clay from pocket full of straw
and began, after the manner of smokers
to make himself comfortable.
"Now, you're talking" said Binks
"and if you're willin' I'll light up with
you and We'll discuss this yer bizness jest
as coOlly and good naterdly as if we were
couple O. them wretched missionaries. u
And he winked at the ceiling and sEick.
cred. An answering chuckle with some
thing that sounded like "chestnuts'
came from Greenseed, whose jaws were
set fast in the pipe at which he was
pulling vigorously.
"Now, Binks.'' said the latter, "let's
first overhaul that ERE abused contriv-
!, ance of ticket from our little burg and
see il them animals selected won't pull
well in the traces, and what onsoundness
there is agin 'em. There's the Salvation
Army man from kau. He's all right
amt he?"
eyes," replied Binks, 81 hain't moth
in to say agin him. He was an able
seaman last trip an tended to things
ship-shape, Bristol fashion. An Sam
too. he appears to be a pretty good fellel
that ought to know what's what by now
He oughter stand"
"Eggzacktly," said Greenseed. "Ther
there's the old doctor from Hilo; he's
popular with all classes up there an nary
soul can say anything agin Doc. Car
they?"
"He's what they call mission" re-
torted Binks, but he checked himself or
seeing Greenseed's gripsack about to be
started in his direction ''Though
don't see how that can disqualiiy a mar
from doin' what's right. His papers is
in order, reckon. But" he continued
t "there's that old war horse on prohibi
ton, from Hamakua. How's he stand
ing up your way? The people here seen
to think he's got a kinder triple purchase
: agoin' to spring it on us at the next
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our old age, will have nothin' but home
made swipes an cold, colicky water te
see us through next winter. Why
Greenseed, you used to like a leetle
something hot, occasionally, yourself"
Yep" replied the worthy addressed
, can 1 don't 60 back on it now when I'm
riled up an my stomach gets outer jint. u
And so saying he pulled back
his coat and disclosed to view
very respectable travelling flask. "But
, that there'll keep" he continued as he
discreetly buttoned his coat on catching
the longing look in the eyes OF Binks
"Now," said Greenseed, "to 60 on with
| bizness, that old gents ideas on the
liquor question maynt just fit inter ours
But what o that? His head amt billy
when you come down to hard practica
grubbin. Look at how he's got down
inter the collar and jest clawed to ge,
good roads through that district OF Ha
makua, where four years ago it was
howlin' break neckin' wilderness
See how he's pitched inter work
on his farms. Depend on it, Biuks
if he's got horse sense enough tc
attend these things, we can stand leetle
shying at fire water occasionally. That
report you 'uns got hold of is all chaff
He knows we'll dump any such ideas
instanter, eff he loads 'em on our carts
and he amt agoin to perpetrate any such