The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1896-01-25

before me. Smuggling at the foot 81
wondrously picturesque hills. which rise
abruptly into a continuous range OF dark
blue background, Tapped by the waves q
q perpetual summer sea, the city, as seen
from outside The reef, is. very beautiful
in its setting. Diamond Head or LEAH
seems like some mighty sphinx or lion
couchant, guarding in grim silence the
approach to an earthly paradise. The
balmy air, the dark outlying hills, the
abundant vegetation, the emerald green
at the harbor bar, the softness and depth
OF the blue skies, and the gorgeous sun
shine bathing all the landscape, greeted
us with a tropical welcome. Palms
waved before US and the air was fragrant
with magnolia and stephanotis.
The long, low shore, extending from
Diamond Head to the city, lay on our
right. Tall cocoanuts and waving palms
date trees and banana plantations,
With the far receding hills of fadeless
green, formed an enchanting scene. The
pilot boat, mere speck at first, was
coming toward us, and growing larger
each moment. In addition to the pilot
it brought DR.. Wood, of the Board of
Health. Since the cholera in September
last the Board of health has been more
than usually careful about incoming
ships. Great caution is taken with YES.
sells from China and Japan especially
One ship from Japan was detained forty
eight hours in quarantine before she was
permitted to land a single passenger or
any part Of her cargo.
With the pilot boat came several gen.
,tlemen to meet their wives and children
on the Australia, and there were numer.
Gus happy greetinge.
"Ah, papal There is my papaw erie d
the voice of happy child on the right.
Glow are you, Charlie?"
"Have you all been well?"
"What sort of a voyage have you
had?"
"Choppy and rough"
A hundred like greetings rang cut
oyer the ships side, while those who had
friends and relatives in the pilot boat
were dancing with joy. There were
others who were disappointed. All the
husbands and fathers could DOT meet
wives and children, and heard one little
curly-headed boy of SIX who had strained
his eyes to make out well-beloved form
remark with sigh:
"Everybody's papa came but mine.
BE don't love me-"
The United States man-of.war Ben.
nington lay in the harbor, at the time
the only warship at the islands. There
we're q number of other vessels,
however, which gave to the city quite
the appearance of seaport town.
Native canoes were darting all over the
harbor. These canoes are long slender
boats with small runner like keel at
tached to the side to balauce them, the
two connected by stripes of wood or iron
Many OF the natives we're amusing them
selves with toy ships, which with sails
set, were gliding over the harbor, while
their proud owners watched them from
their little boats.
The Australia is an old acquaintance in
Honolulu, and her advent was greeted
with glad cheers and shouts of joy.
Some of the little boats of the Kanaka
boys ran along side of us, their owners
giving cheer after cheer. The simple
fellows after leaped from their canoes to
the ladder suspended over the vessels
side, and came on board.
At last we came alongside the dock,
and it seemed as if the whole town had
turned out to meet us; the dock was
literally lined with people; sea OF
faces, most of them of the dark-skinned
kanaka, were upturned toward us. Con.
tlnuous shouts and ye'ls came from be.
low and when the gang plank was
thrown out the people came rushing on
board to greet relatives and friends,
Those who expected to 90 ashore at
once were doomed to Disappointment
The tide ST humanity rushed on board
and we were driven back to our state.
rooms. Then came a long worry over
baggage. Three or four expressmen
were on board. taking up checks and the
numbers of berths, and instructine
everybody to wait patiently until the
uproar had subsidized, and then make our
way to the dock where the custom.house
officials would 60 through our luggage.
1 sank into steamer chair with as
much resignation as man can have, to
wait until everybody got done shaking
hands and saying:
Chow are you?"
"Weil, how have you been?"
"First rate, have you got over your
cholera scare?"
"Yes, how did you leave Frisco? and
how did the elections go2" -
When the excitement which followed
our arrival had somewhat subsidized, ]