The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1899-05-17

! Kaiulani, and he was as good as his
word. Mr. Blount was dispatched 20
| Hawaii with orders TO look into mat
| ters impartially, and the results Of his
investigations We're very prejudicial 10
| President Dole and confreres.
| Then Mr.. Willis was sent with or
/ ders, which, duly carried out, would
have made matters straight for the
monarchy. But Mr.. Willis did not
tcarry out his orders. When Kaiulani
returned TO Hawaii and saw how
things stood hope died within her. The
mischief that the cablegram began was
then accentuated; her heart weakness
became notorious.
Was il apparent TO others? Yes, in
deed" and the colonels quiet voice
trembles. Il had evidence enough of
her heart weakness and heartsickness
in my last talk with her, the day she
parted with Liliuokalani. They little
| thought il was final parting, but it
was none the less pathetic. The boat
was delayed, and though the hour was
late and Kaiulani delicate, she refused
to leave, and stayed on board some five
hours to see the last of her aunt. Any
heart must have been touched at sight
of those two royal women clinging to-
gether in their fallen dignity. l was
cheerful prospects. All has not been
taken from you said. The American
Government-respects your position and
will help you to keep it up. Your aunt
| will receive an income that Will still
enable her to live as an eX-Queen. You
will still be able to live as an eX-Prin-
cess; your birth and antecedents will
never be forgotten, and you will remain
leader of society here, the first lady in
the land
Yes she answered me- with tired
SMILE but / shan't be much of real
Princess, shall 1? They haven't left
me much to live fort And as she
spoke she caught her hand to her side
and l could see the rapid beating of
her heart. L don't talk about it, she
went on; I try not to grieve my father,
who watches over me so devotedly and
seeks to make up to me with his love
for all | have lost. For his sake / try
not to mind-to appear bright and hap
Ply; but | think my heart is broken
Then she remembered herself as a
Princess. There is one last thing l
should like to say she added, what
ever my aunt attempts to do, what
ever she wishes or approves, l am with
her. All Liliuokalani's decisions will
have my adhesion and signature.
And so this girl of % turned back to
the society where she was but a mock
Princess, to the natives among whom
she might never play her queenly part.
Back to the artificial life and the make
believe cheerfulneSs and resignation;
back to the cavalcade and the picnic at
Mr.. Parker's ON the island Of Hawaii,
where, answering the remonstrances of
those who wished to shield her from
the elements, she pleaded, What does
it matter; what have | to live fOr?'
Back to that couch where she tossed
about, deliriOuS, crying aloud to the
doctors to mitigate her torture, and,
finally, with one last glance to her deS-
pairing father, one last passionate cry
of 'Mother!" she passed away to the
land of heartsease.
st was the most dreadful shock to
lis all, even to people who did not know
her personally" says Colonel Macfar-
lane. she had so endeared herself
and her story was so pltlful. Her
funeral procession, at dead of night
when she was removed from her own
beautiful home to the old church
where she was to lie in state for anoth-
er day, was the most pathetic, tragic,
effective scene that can be imagined.
Words cannot describe it, but those
who were present will never forget it.
Brown and white were there to do her
honor. The natives thronged the
grounds. lighting up the midnight
darkness with their torches. Above, in
quiet room. away from the native
demonstrations Of grief, two or three
of us stayed with the broken-down
father, trying TO get him away before
the body was moved. for we knew that
as soon as the procession was forming
n ~,
full force and the scene would be
heart-rending. But he was not to be
moved till he had once more stood
face to face with his dead. And so at
last he had to have his way. He en-
tered the death chamber, the kahili
bearers and mourners were removed
and Mr.. Cleghorn was alone for fifteen
minutes with his dead. When he came
! out"
! The colonel stops abruptly. For
some minutes he had been furtively
winking away moisture from his eyes.
now he abandons pretense and uses his
handkerchief openly. 81 cannot help
it. he says, simply, Z never can think
of that now without my eyes filling:
nobody could. Strong men as we were.
we were all sobbing with sympathy for
the broken-hearted father of the girl
we had loved so we'll.
And then the procession, as it
wound along the road continues Ka-
iulanis friend; "the hearse, the flow
ers. the symbols, the thousands of
natives in mourning array keenfng
their mournfu1 dfrge. waving torches
that turned night into day as they
slowly passed beneath the palm trees,
There never was such poetic. touch
ing, royal pageant"