The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1895-03-05
HIS PASSPORTS REFUSED.
SAD PLIGHT OF CHESTER A. DOYLE,
A SOCIAL LEADER OF
HONOLULU.
ONCE He WAS A LIGHT AND
LEADER OF OAKLAND So
GETTY SETS.

Chester A. Doyle, erstwhile leader of the
four hundred in the trans-bay cities, is in
Honolulu yearning for American soil, but
he cannot get away.
When the steamer Australia was ready
to cast off her moorings and leave on her
last trip from Hawaii Mr.. DOYLE, laden
down with floral offerings from the ardent
maidens of the isles. was at the wharf,
gripsack in hand ready to go aboard and
sail for his native land on this side of the
Pacific. He had a ticket marked with a
berth; he had little money in his pocket;
he had hidden farewell to his friends of
both sexes and all colors, and had Just
stepped on the gangplank to board the
Australia when
A big Hawaiian policeman yanked him
back and informed him he could not de-
part so suddenly and leave all his mourn
ing creditors behind, disconsclate and I'M
comforted.
Close by, with an exultant grin on his
face, stood Manager Colasso of the Ha-
waiian Hotel. He is Mr.. Doyle's rival in
trade and his evil genius. He is also Mr..
Doyle's creditor to the tune of several
months board. Both of these gentlemen
are Japanese scholars and have served the
Government as interpreters in the courts.
Mr.. Doyle is Japanese court interpreter
still. Now, when he found himself with
out passport-which had been refused on
petition of many other ere ditors-and con-
fronted with an officer of the law, who had
a warrant to detain him, Chester A. Doyle,
leader of the swell set in Honolulu,
turned imploringly to the hotel manager
who stood between him and the wide free
world beyond. He spoke, but it was in
language which the amused bystanders
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Colasso considerably replied in the same
musical tongue. They held lengthy de-
bate, which was illustrated and emphasized
with many gestures, inhective and deflec-
tive. But all of Mr.. Doyle's japanese elo-
quence was in vain. The hotel manager
was obdurate. He would not yield to his
debtors pleading.
gentlemen who were ready to leave Ha-
wall, the Paradise of the Pacific. The
Provisional Government, was glad to get
rid of them. But not so with Mr.. Doyle.
The latter knew that some of the exiIes
owed many debts as we'll as he. Why
should they be let go in peace and he de-
tanned, garlanded as he was with flowers
ready for the voyage? The mere thought
OF the apparent in Justice, of governments
lnhumanity to man, angered him beyond
control.
. In moment of rage that must have
reached $50 degrees Fahrenheit he tore
from his person the wealth of flowers of
every hue and ground them into the soil of
Oahu. He also ground his teeth with
rage, the while muttering bitter impreca-
tions in melliluous Japanese. AS timely
accompaniment Mr.. Colasso made aggra-
waiting remarks in the same language.
Mr.. Doyle cast one last, longing glance
at the smoking stacks of the steamer and
then turned and walked sadly and defect
edly back into the city of Honolulu.
When he again turned his eyes seward
the Australia had sailed away.
A BANKER or a baker, which is better of?
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