Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1896-08-22
LOVE In THE DESERT.

One day boy came running to his ia
Their with book what does this word
mean?' he asked for he believed that
his father knew all the world and most
of the things beyond. The parent be-
Geved that, too, and that is how the
child had come to imbibe the idea. The
man looked and saw the word Glove.
"Do you know what that word means,
papap" asked the boy
"Oh, yes, said the father. And he
began thinking. He thought for long
time, for there were so many things
love is that he hardly knew where to be.
gin defining And the longer he remain
ed silent the harder it seemed to find
beginning ut is difficult to answer"
he observed, and the boy interrupted
him
when we find a difficult problem at
school, " he said, I'VE go to the rule
What is the rule about lover"
The father looked at him, but did not
answer He thought Then ne gazcd
anXiously about, and out through tho
window he saw man passing.
"Ah, he said, there is Mr., Brown,
and want to see him. "
And ne hurried out to speak to the
man, and the boy never heard what love
is or what is its rule.
Ford, being quite satisfied that the
story was lie from the beginning and
that his search for the wonderful lost
desert tribe would result in no benefit to
the Smithsonian institution, stopped to
rest in the shade of the water wagon,
the wheels Of which were sunk IS inch
es into the roasting sand.
Look out" he yelled 10 one Of the
drivers, "or this Nevada sun will get
action on you and you will pop like
cornl Lord, isn't it hotr' And he looked
about at the blistering white and blue
and cudgeled out of his memory certain
verses
And when grim spirits come TO that curs'd
land,
To DO where wanderers fell,
They look in terror at the burning sand
And hurry back to hell
And that's desert Nevada, and where
we are driving and swearing and sweat
ing through it to find the desert tribes
man, who is lie. "
by the powers, it isn't lie" yelled
Graves, his assistant 'LOokP'
"A Chinese boyl' roared Ford. And,
ye gods, a redheaded Chinese boy, and
on n camel, and in Nevada
Hong FOy was dismal failure. Nc
Goggin told him so daily. He could not
lamp Southern Pacific ties half as well
rs 70 Heavc, or whatever the pocBmarB-
ed Chinaman's name was, and Fon Kee
could almost carry "60 pound to the
yard" rail by himself, while Hong Foy,
being young and pale and calm, found
it difficult to lug even the spike maui or
the pinch bar Wherefore the invest
ment Of the Southern Pacific Railroad
company i'll Hong Foy was denominated
by Mike McGoggin, the section fore
man, as weird and wonderful failure
only McGoggin used words Of the
same import, but of different pronuncia-
tion. Hong Foy, however, could cook,
and he showed Maggie McGoggin how
10 make a soup out of potato sprouts
which McGoggin declared to be the tri-
umphant work of the devil Soup, by
the way, is a thing not to be expert
mentcd ON when the section boarding
house is at place in Nevada where the
water is brought in n tank from a sta
ton so on 100 miles away. McGoggin
appreciated the SOUP and because of it
retraincd for two weeks from discharg-
ing Hong Foy. But on a Saturday night
Of the month of June in the year 1881,
ne threw a bolt at Hong Foy, hit him
with crooked spike and made run to
the Toulouse to get a wrench to kill
him with. He had seen Maggie when
she kissed the young Chinaman in the
kitchen.
In the shade of the Toulouse, after
NcGoGgin had retired, Hong Foy crept
like dog which had been whipped out
of its kennel but knows not where to go.
He knew two lines of steel over which
Cinnamon labored, while redheaded
white man swore volubly at them. He
knew a blue horizon, and these things
were all no knew i'll that land-eXcept-
ing the sun. Where could he go? AS he
leaned dejectedly against the Toulouse
and thought of his love making he
wept, and weeping, Maggie found him.
Hong Foy had not dreamed of the fu-
ture, and had not expected the coming Of
the girl He had expected to sleep in
the Toulouse that night and be beaten
again i'll the morning But Maggie had
planned The best part Of her plan was
that she had brought huge bottle, and
il had water in it, I'VE will go that
way, she said, pointing out into the
desert
1t il not so bad to walk all night
through the desert if you are sure you
are going to have shade in which to
rest the nest day But the next day
came, and al Maggie and Hong Foy
looked about them all they saw was