The San Francisco call., 1898-08-26

. HONOLULU, Aug. live were all : ,~thef:e. All.
 :. It was the Idea, you see, to have the " affair democratic.
 . -L'Inet my laundress in the dressing room. She is not a very good laun- :: dress, and 1t was pleasant to me to :; find that she had redeeming social
 graces for which I had not thought to : :lOok. She was putting on her gloves :. at. great personal inconvenience, and she explained that she had not worn pair of gloves for years-glOves are not : of much use. you know, in washing and her hands rebelled. I helped her
 button them, and we entered the ball. room together.
 The ballroom of the Executive Build . ing is the old throneroom of the dead monarchy. Generations of the Kane
 hamehas and the line Of Kings that fol- =. lowed them look down from massive frames upon it's spacious walls Its :: stately windows, curtained in the rich, soft crimson damask that art and ar
 lists love, are corniced with the gilded
 crown and cross spears of the mon
 archy. At intervals between the . crowned heads framed on the wall are . the empty gilded cases which once held
  houses of the world. Collecting them was a fad of one of the Kamehamehas. :: The royal armorial bearings of Ha- :. wah were sent in exchange to all the . courts of Europe, Asia and the isles :that lie between. When Liliuokalani of :. the 'Kalakaua branch was turned from the Palace into private life these tokens : of good fellowship between Kings went :: with her. Or, properly speaking, they went in an entirely different direction back where they came from, back to 'the. courts of Europe, Asia and the :. isles between. Or, now that l think : about it, they all went to London to the : :. Lord High Chief Keeper of such mat ;: ters, and Hawaii nei will never know
 them more.
 Their gaping frames were beautifully
 significant. Being of a poetic and most sentimental turn of mind, while wan :. dering here among the ghosts and :; WreckS of royalty, about the barren, joyless board whereon the kfngly feast was spread I love and mourn to see .. them yaWning SurprlsedIy, SC 10 SpedK, .rup0n the laundress.
 =: At the extreme end of the room, up three. steps or may be four-I did not :: .couht-is the dais, where once was placed the throne. Here are more crimson damask, more crowns and :. spears, more empty gilded frames from which all glory is departed. And : standing democratically upon the low Her floor, but still at the throne end Of = the. room, are President Dole-still . President Dole, l presume-and Mrs Dole, his wife, and the United States Minister. the Hon. Harold NJ. Sewau, and Mrs. Sewall. his wife, and Rear Admiral Miller of the United States Navy, and Colonel Barber of the United States Volunteers, and, I think, Colonel Soper of-er-something-En fish birth for one thing and dear man. ners for another, and that is rank in .: life: enough for any man-and so no :. more of him.
 :. All these good and democratic peo- :ple are standing here to shake hands with the populace, the people, the new ..ly annexed, the riff-raff, the rag-tag, :the bobtail of Honolulu, who are come to dance and mingle at the Annexation Ball.
 '. must say they do it beautifully Here is President Dole-stiu President - :Dole-wigwagging one of the hotel hackrnen with a grasp as cordial as a
 crabs
 And after the President, the Minister takes him. and then the Ministers gra- : cious wife and then the Army and then
 the Navy-all smiles and sweet equal
 ity and not the thinnest sort of sign . of recognition. although they certainly
 must know the hackman's hand, which
 as you might say, is always in your pocket here.
 : Tripping on the heels of the hackman
 is. the gentlemanly soda water clerk, and on the heels of him a neat. pink :thfng in the dry goods way. and then . a brace of bartenders who do not know : whether to nod familiarly to some of the. official party or not, and then four little Japs with their hats on. And all
 of these have their wives upon their :arms-aI except the little Japs, who are welded to their hats.
 Somebody Is addressing me. It Is the president of the railroad-a most agree able man-and he says:
 -t Very gratifying, isn't ft?"
 "Is it?" I say, feeling that r. have missed something and looking around
 "Why, yes" he says. "so thorough .7y. democratic!"
 -. well, yes. Don't you think it's just ! little too democratic? If the Japs would take off their hats, now. Or if there Were a few frocks or few women or
 er-or few of the things that make balls. What are you going to do with
 these people to-morrow?" ."To-morrow?" he says bewildered. Nobody ever thinks of tomorrow in Honolulu.
 'You. can't go on taking them to your
 bosom forever you know, and they
  better have left them alone and given pretty ball. You are making history, : you know"
 ':And you think this is dull chap
 ter?"
 Not entirely"
 He looks pleased and takes me up and
 presents Die to President Dole. I have
 not met President Dole before. find myself looking up through waste of
 white whiskers into very kind, direct,
 gentle, likeable eyes. I feel firm : clasp-the same, alasl that was given
 the hack and the soda water and the
 dry goods and the four little Japanese hats-oyer my hand. hear a pleasant voice saying that it is very glad to see
 me and that 1t hopes 1 am enioying