The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1901-01-30

was going on. Hello" says he, Il
Understand you're getting ready for
burglars at your store.
I've got Ole sleeping on the counter
down by the dried-apple barrels and
this side of the flour sacks says ne.
..Ah, yes says Newt. What's
your igee-trying to make it easy for
the burglars-have him there to help
'em pack up their plunder?''
"Ole ought to put up good fight
he's big enough" says Culpepper.
well, great smitten Christopher"
yells Newt, SOS the Methodist Church
big enough, but 1 wouldn't count on 1t
to chase a burglar-not fur
well, l Dunno" says Culpepper,
kind of doubtful.
See here" says Newt, did you ever
know or hear tell of furriner who
could fight?' Culpepper thought over
it a long spell, then said he reckoned
he had, but couldn't place him. Now,
III tell you what I'll do, says Newt;
give me the key to the store after d
While, and I'll go UP there and let on
I'm burglar and show you that
you've been leaning on a broken will
ler''
Culpepper says he was Agreeable, so
we all sot down and waited for Ole
to get to sleep, and listened to some
remarks by Mr.. Pagan on paying or
the national debt.
Well, bout ten o'clock we reckoneo
Ole was as asleep as he was ever go
ing to be, SO we all went UP to see the
fun. Culpepper give Newt the key
and we waited in front Il won't do
much to him inside" said Newt IN a
whisper Just scare him. you know;
then I'll chase him out here in the
open where there's room, and then!'.
He walked over and unlocked the door
and went in, leaving it open SOS Ole
wouldn't smash it when he come out.
Seems to me it amt hardly right to
treat the Teller that way says Al
Doty. 'Furriners have some rights,
after all. What'd you reckon Elder
Spottswood would say?"
Just then there was sort or pop
in the store, kind of like a blast going
off in a deep well. Reckon Newt hit
him thump," says Abner Black
mark.
Il tell you it amt right" says AL
Doty. It's cruelty-we'll have to an
swer for it,
Then there was another kind of muf-
fled explosion, and we seen a thick
white cloud come floating out of the
door; and then Newt Pagan shot out
of the cloud and never touched the
sidewalk and started down the street,
yelling good DEAL but thick and
deep's if he'd swallered a feather-dust-
Sl dhd oic dpptdIeu WIFI d Dig Pile OF
something on his left arm, and he fired
one of the things at Newt which took
him in the back of the head, and an
other which caught him in the small
of the back, both exploding tremen-
jous, but deep and sort or solemn And
just then one of the things hit Abner
in the neck and bust awful, and we
follered Newt in general ways more
of them bumbshells falling amongst
US, and the last one coming straight
down on Nevis head and blowing up
as usual. But by scratching gravel
furious and yelling right smart we all
managed to reach the lumber yard ana
was out of range, though for five min
utes We could hear 'em falling around
town and scattering things. And wnen
We got our eyes open and could breathe
little we seen that Ole had been
bombarding with twenty-five pound
sacks of flour.
And just then somebody said sudden
that Newt was dying, though he didn't
get through, 'cause-we rolled him on
a barrel in the moonlight for ten min
utes, and he come to all right, and
said the national debt was curse.
Then we all listened, the explosions
having stopped, and we heard that fur
J riner hollering: "Poolicemans! Poo
lfcemans! Won boogler try to boogle
Meester Culpepper!" But he was mis-
taken in his poor furrin way of course,
nobody had no intention OF doing MOTH
ing of the sort.