Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1896-06-25
MAKAPALA by THE SEA.
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heavy. For, ever was that warn
ing ringing in her ears: cit is |
easier for camel" At~all-rates, |
we have knowledge that she was a |
woman mighty in deed and word |
ia wise woman" "What did !
she do or say that gives to you the
knowledge ?" She knit socques;
and she said they were for the
babies of the poor-only. Gods
poor. On her reception day she
knit; and after we shall have told
you that-"reasoning from the
known to the unknown"-you will
be pretty able, if you have any
thing at all of logic in your brain,
or can even put two and one to-
gether, to say nothing of the
wonderful rule of three and I'M
common fractions, you should be
we'll able, we say, to come some
where within a gunshot of the
woman's daily life, rich as she
was!
She knit dozens of the most ex-
quisite ''little mems" socks-socks
for babies in arms, from one
month up to one year old. They
were not "fancy-work" that would
only stand one or two washings-
pretty, himsy, dainty gcod-for--
nothings. No. They were solid,
soft, firm little socks - Just like
big mans, knit of the finest, purest
French gray yarn, and toed with
white. They were simply perfect,
and perfect creations Of art,
classic, and would, 1 tell you,
have taken the gold medal at any
hand-knit stocking exhibition in
the world.
This was what she did, that rich
woman, the livelong reception day,
and many another hour besides in
that fairy web of night and day"
her thinking time-the twilight.
Apropos: 1t was the immortal
Keats you know who gave to us:
"Now twilight lets her curtain
down and pins it with a star"
1t did not prevent her from ex-
tending to her friends all the
graceful courtesies of the day
they were all knitted in and knit
ed out-heel and toe-not stitch
dropped; for she is a lady and
anything a lady does is lady's
work. Oh, yes. "Patty and Sock"
are team
There was woman "No. q" who
would soon, if driven into corn
er, have made the world do some.
thing of her bidding. A lady "to
the manner born"
And, lastly, looms up, in full,
my dear "Text." - "From an old
English parsonage down by the
sea-" my words shall be, here,
true and few, and throw down my
pen for the night.
A clergyman living on the far
North Atlantic Coast where win
tiers and nights are long-drawn out
and cold, and days are short and
not too sunshiny; the work of
that sea-board parish was large
and hard, the stipend small, the
family of many children = girls,
knew privations not few.
Were they brave, little maidens,
and big ? All, brave they were
and pretty too and sweet as pretty.
They were willing feet and eyes
to their loving father-ready and
rough it, Soldiers indeed of the
battle field of missionary life,
those girls - and they shrank not
from tn cir Captains order.
l do not pretend to known the
complete genealogical tree of this
father, but do know that his
father was fellow of "Trinity,".
Dublin; was very learned, part
Scotch and part Irish with dash
of English somewhere, and, thatit
was this ''taint'"that made of him
and OF his three sons, and in turn,
of their sons, the ones who did not
turn out doctors, priests of the
Church of England. Now you
have it as it was given to me.
You know that in Australia a
man may have and likely will
have, often enough, the Convict
taint;" but no one cares if he
behaves himself, he can and like
ly will be, an M. p. But in the
Southern States a girl may be ever
so white, fair and beautiful-and
lovely in her life; but if she has
the NEGRO faint" she is pariah,
ostracised.
But to resume: This priest
had tha sunnv. hnDDy vein soma