The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1894-05-05
CARLOTTAS INTENDED.
By RUTH M'ENBRY STUART.
downright, lso3 by j. B. Liprincott Company,
and published by special arrangement with
them
CHAPTER V

directly down to the fruitshOp Of Pietrl |
Socola, where most unexpected and |
festive scene greeted him.
The little old man, surrounded by |
dozen or more of his countrymen (andl
others were coming and going, was
opening bottles of wine and drinking
freely.
As Pat entered Socola bowed delight
eddy, and filling n glass presented it TO
him.
Everybody was laughing and drink
ing. and the host, although it was yet
scarce 10 o'clockin the morning, showed
the effect Of many glasses in his flushed
face and hilarious spirits.
Not understanding in the least, but
unable to resist so social a spirit, Pat, at
the signal, raised the glass to his lips. 1t
was only when some one pronounced IT,,
name "PietrO Socola JUNO" that the sit
nation flashed upon his comprehension.
Unto the house of Socola "A son had
been born.
The last time Pat had met the old
man, year ago, on the night of his we'd
ding, he had grasped his hand in con-
graduation, and he did so again now.
Accept me congratulations, Mhsther
Socola," he exclaimed, and, with a
twinkle in his eye, raising his glass
again: "Heer's luck to the junior part
ner in the future firm Of SOcOla an Son.
MAY he niver cross is father an uiver
boss is mother an be a shinin example
to all is yunger brothers an sisters!"
Hearty laughter greeted this toast and
the old man insisted on reiilling the
glasses all round. saying in Italian to
the men as he did so: He has come
great distance to wish Inc joy. Keep
his glass full
Socola was not an habitual drinker,
and his voice was already growing I'M
steady.
While they stood here the one eyed
man whom Pat had recognized in the
shadow the night before joined the group.
He WINGED visibly, Pat thought, on per-
ceiving him in this crowd, and while he
and Socola touched glasses Pat with
drew, and joining some of the men
whom he knew walked out upon the
levee.
When he returned, an hour later, he
glanced into Socola's shop. The hither-
to Childless old man, translated by his
tardy honors into a state of gleeful ire
sponsibility, had by this time gotten
right royalty drunk, and now some
friends We're trying to induce him to go
home.
Pat laughed to himself as he saw him
stagger up to the carriage door. 'Arrah,
musha:' he exclaimed. sure an its
holy thing to be a father! Faith an he
waddles like a puddle dthrake on a
hatchin day! | hope the young duck'll
be big enough to crowd murdher out av
the ould dthrake's heart if ut's in ut"
The truth was, Pat had gone down to
Socola to propose that they confess
themselves mutually aggrieved and pro
coed to settle the matter at once by
square hand to hand fist fight.
He had withheld the facts about the
wedding until Socola had first lied about
it. He was willing to fight for the truth.
If Socola wanted to fight for the lie, let
him come and have it out" then and
there, or if the old man preferred to have
a subordinate member of the Malta to
represent him in the affair let him send
any one of them to him.
1t was only as a vague intangibility
that Pat objected to deal with the Malta.
He was sure that as soon as Socola
should see that all he demanded was
'fair showing" they could come to sat
isfactory understanding, so little did he
comprehend the nature of the man with
whom he had to deal or the character of
the organization which threatened him.
As Pat surmised, Socola had not yet
even heard of his otfense. The two men
who went to make their reports We're
like himself, treated to wine and saw
their host carried home hors de combat
As Pat hesitated at Socola's door the
one eyed man was coming out, and they
met face to face.
Pat touched his hat. The Sicilian re-
sponded by like salutation and would
have passed on, but Pat detained him.
''Shtop a bit misther-sure | don't
know your name-but whilst no ones
by I'd like to thank We for the bit of
love letther ye sint me last night
The man shrugged his shoulders
''Loaf-a-lettheri' he asked with inimita-
bic blandness. Me, no write-a north
Gen."
"NIebbe we don't call it love letther
itself. Now | do think again, behave
it's not a heart wud dart run through
ut for bookay at the top o. the sheet,
but a couple o shinbOnes forninst a
graveyard photograph wud a company
shmile on i'm. But sure what's left ont
av the crest is indicated in the text.
we've limited purity clear at the piercin O.
me palpitator at the end o. the po'm."
Fumbling IL his pocket he now brought
out the two letters.
PITY We cudn't get Ould Socola TO set
for Cupid amin wud his bow an arrer
at me hearrt Ye see, Irish litherature is
different ag'in from Italian. Sure an if
bunch o Paddles wint into the finder
correspondence like this, like as not
they'd have me in picture, peg an all,
shlapin in the heart av a rose, like they
do be in some o thin cologne adver-
tizemints, an mebbe a bumblebee wud
ould SOcola's face on i'm threatenin the
unconscious shlaper wud wan av his
regular breechloaders! Ye see it'd be
bit cheerful, but aqually to the point.
Sure there no life nor joy in bare shin
bone lost ye'd have it raised like fear
less sprig o shillelah."
By this time he had opened both let
tiers.
"Now," he continued, "droth an don't
know which o these two shtate doki-
mints ye STINT me or whether ye're wan
o. thin Scriptural chaps that l,apes yer
right hand in ignorance o the thricks o
the left, an yer two hands unbeknOwinst
TO wan anither have STINT me friendly
warrnin, but rally and truly I'm very
much obliged TO ye."
Pat had given him no chance to reply,
but now he saw that the Italians atti-
tude was one of protest.
know northern 'bouth, " he was say