The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1896-02-19

went ashore 10 the same boat with myself.
"You are a stranger here 2" she asked.
Eyes, madam. Can you tell me IL
can find hotel in Kakululf"
''No. There is none"
"No restaurant"
"a ChiDaman keeps miserable res
taurapt there, but don't go to his place.
I live in Paia. You had better come with
me-"
thanked her very kindly, and at once
accepted her very welcome invitation.
Our boat load consisted of this lady, my
SELF, one native woman and child, two
white men from Honolulu, and dozen
or more Kanakas.
"Are you going up to Haleakala 2"
asked one of the young gentlemen from
Honolulu.
answered that was.
"We are going to-day and would be
glad to have your company"
As 1t made but little difference TO me
when / went up to the great extinct vol
cano, | consented 10 make the trip at
once. My friend. MIR. j. S. Colville, at
Paia, would send for me, and provide me
with guide and horses for the ascent.
We landed, and while | was placing
my valise and umbrella on the fiat car
| Madam Waldfogel went into the station
and telephoned to her husband that she
was coming home with stranger to
breakfast.
After ride of six or seven miles, pass
ing through Sprecklesvile. we reached
Paia. The kind aud hospitable Swiss
gentlemao, Mr.. Waldfogel, met us at the
depot in Paa, and seemed as pleased to
meet me as II had been an old acquaint-
ance. He insisted on carrying my bag
gage TO his store, telephoned my arrival
to Mr.. Colvile, the manager of the Paia
plantation, and urged me to go to the
house and have breakfast with himself
and wife.
The Chinese servants had prepared an
excellent breakfast, which we had scarcely
| finished when | was told that my friend
! MIR. Colvie had arrived aud awaited me
at the gate. He had come over from the
plantation on horseback, aud brought a
Iar.e ~ with bnrea and brake 10
convey me and my luggage to his house.
He asked II ! wanted TO make the ascent
that day, and being informed l did, said
| had better stop at the Office and arrange
an hour for starting with the young men
from Honolulu, whose names were Harry
and Ed Benncr.
We met at the planters office and ar
ranged TO start as soon after twelve as
possible. The Honolulu gentlemen were
to procure horses at the home of Mr..
Baldwin and meet us at a place abou,
| five miles along the road.
Before starting Mr. Colvile showed me
about the plantation, ana explained the
system of irrigation. / saw hundreds OF
busy Japs and Chinamen at work in bis
fields. The system by which the water
is taken up and down hill and every stalk
OF cane supplied, requires very skillfu
engineering. Mr. Colville was for three
years the manager Of both the Paia and
Haiku plantations. Under his skilfu
supervision the Paia plantation has beer
made the second best paying plantation
on the islands.
AS we were to start at twelve sharp, 9
lunch WAS made ready at half past eleven
aud Mrs. Colville prepared some sand
wlches and cakes for myself and guide
while on the mountain. This guide wa,
a young Portuguese named Manuel Dav
era, faithful and capable fellow.
| We mounted our sleeds and gHllopeG
down long, broad road, as smooth and
hard as turnpike. On either side were
vast cane fields with men, women, and
children at work In them.
| al
the Benners from II nolulu was cross
roads store kept by a Chinaman. Here
we tied our horses and went to the porch,
where perched myself, to wait, on a dry
goods box, meanwhile watching a Chin
csc tailor manipulate a sewing machine.
Presently white man came to the store
from the telephone and said that the Ben
ners were detained, and for us to wait for
them. sat on my goods box, kicked my
heels against it, the Chinese tailor made
his machine hum, and Manuel, who sat
on the step with an anxious, despairing
look, rolled cigarette and annexed in ST.
lence. A herd of horses were driven
along the dusty thoroughfare, which was
followed a few moments later by herd OF
| cattle. A horseman was discovered gal
Looping around bend in the road. start
ed up hoping it was one OF the Benners,
and expected the other to come out OF the
lane in moment, but the rider proved to
be school miss riding a la Ha,caiian In
divided skirts. Manuel sighed, said we
would be late, rolled another cigarette,
and watched the road impatiently.
AT the elevation we now were the wind
was blowing an autumn gale, aud the
leaves rustled somewhat as they do In
New England in September.
Time passed. School was out aud the
children had gone home, when carriage,
drawn by span OF black horses, came
from the lane and drove up to the store.
My Honolulu friends were 10 the rear
seat, and FASTENED TO greet them. They
apologized for the delay they had occa.
stoned, and as soon as possible we were
on our way galloping along road which
grew sleeper at every step.
Haleakala seemed only stones throw
away, though 1t was really twelve miles
to the peak. A cloud rested on the side
as II II loved the mountain and would not
leave II. The main road dwindled away
to q mountain path, sometimes leading up
a steep sandy plain, then across prairie
cut up with deep gorges, or through
clump of trees. We crossed a ravine
nearly one hundred feet deep, and scared
up flock OF wild turkeys.
The ascent grew sleeper and the air
colder. At last, at about half past four,
Oinda was reached. Olinda Is the sum-
mer residence of Mr.. H. p. Baldwin, the
wealthy sugar planter. II Is large, de-
lightful house 10 temperate region, sur
rounded by temperate flowers, and the
grounds beautifully adorned. 1t is well
furnished and left In charge of Japa-
nese, who. however, could not be found
anywhere. We climbed 10 at window,
made fire in the range and prepared our
suppers, while the guide took care OF the
horses. The house had deserted appear