Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1902-08-09

this hung a Smith & Wesson revolver
his coat lay across his arm. He was
the same fine.looking, well-bred Wha.
ley, | had met at the Hawaiian Hotel; |
but his smile gave way to surprise, as
he fell across dur open enmity, and he
cried:
WHATS this?--What the devils
this. Mac?-Why. Dallinger!" he ex-
claimed, as he recognized me, What
the HIS up?-What d'you mean by
this unfriendliness to friends?"
I'm very pleased to see you, Mr.
Whaley," | cried heartily, but that
rogue's no friend of mine; and, had
given him that he deserves, he would
now be chock full of duckshot at short
range, for attempting, gratuitously, to
cut the throat of my servant"
In fash Whaley understood, and,
slipping between us deity, so that my
gun covered him, instead Of MacLean,
he said with a pleasant smile:
why, gentlemen, there's some mis-.
take here! Mac, this is my friend,
MIR. Dallinger; he's one of Anan's
friends-he's all highland this" he
continued, turning to me. "is Mr.. Mac
Lean, who is more than friend - my
partner"
bowed stiffly, but MacLean took no
heed; turning abruptly upon Whaley,
he sneered:
"Your friend, eh?-Well, Bill Whaley
II I'm more than your friend, as you
say. give me that gun for two minutes,
until force these id thieves to
return that opium!'-and he made a
grab at Whaley's belt.
Whaley picked him up bodily and
pitched him back, where he lay half.
stunned upon the hard lava. When he
had recovered sufficiently to get his
feet, Whaley said, with polished irony:
why, you fool! you must be drunk;
there's no question of opium! Are you
aware you are with gentlemen, who
have not grown into smuggling?-Or
perhaps" he sneered, you're in the
business, and are laying plans to rest
in Maui Jail for few months, until
you can arrange for longer vacation
Of five or ten years with Captain Trip,
on Oahu Island.-rm thinking, Mac,
he concluded in kindlier voice, I'm
thinking you'd better get on your
horse and ride into Lahaina, keeping
your mouth shut, in future!"
MacLean eyed us askance for some
time, finally saying: "Bill Whaley, it's
nir ~ Of Nnn-thatfu
me for the present; but, mark my
words: I'll put the Lahaina police to
watch these ID thieves; they shall
not handle dollar from the stuff,
after stealing tho; by Cd! not a
dollar!" Then turning and nodding
grimly at me he concluded: by, bye!
and tell that Chinese spy of yours,
intend TO cut his throat and hang his
head up to dry, before | leave the Isl.
amidst"
60, now, Mac!" cried Whaley,
pointing at the horses-"go! or-by
the Lord! III make you!" AS he said
this, his countenance changed quickly.
and | could see danger mounting
through his face and shining in his
eyes. MacLean saw II as well; and
he turned and went without reply, eX.
cept short, nervous laugh, that seem.
ed threat in itself, hurled at parting.
MacLean was hardly gone before
Anan returned, bearing the Mauser
gingerly upon his ARM he walked
straight to me and said: Miss Male
Che hnrn and taln hnan N
of him"-Then he fumbled in his
blouse and gave me handful of long,
slender brass cartridges, each carry.
ing four grams of smokeless powder.
The missiles, when shot, would pene-
trate half dozen men at a distance OF
about one mile: they would kill man
at nearly double that distance.
Whaley bent his dark eyes keenly
on Anan-as he had upon me that
night at the Hawaiian Hotel-but said.
smiling, as one who wins: "Ah Dial.
linger, that's a plucky servant OF
yours; by the bye, how's Anan? | ex-
pected to see him here. after finding
you"
| looked him in the eyes and gave
him an Irish answer, saying: How
the devil did you come here, Whaley?"
But, as | looked him over | noticed
the remnant of the slender black
chain, which had held the diamond, Sc
curing his black sash, dangling on his
shirt front; so concluded: II see you
have lost jewel!"-and | pointed to
his disarranged sash.
so have, Dallinger," he said with.
out surprise, and I'm well out of a
bad job at so slight loss. Now. let's
take stroll--your servant will take
care Of your traps-I have something
to say to you"
We returned in half an hour and, as
We stopped out of earshot Of the camp,
Whaley laid his hand on my arm and
said
Now, Dallinger, 1t Is understood:
You will explain my position to Anan;
| don't wish to break with the com.
pany-it wouldn't pay me. MacLean
is a hot-head, who promised to keep
out and manage the factory at the Brit
ish Columbia end; but he has jumped
in and almost ruined things, at the
wrong time. There are thousands of
dollars in the opium trade, just as
long as the present kanaka govern
| mani Iacta pnau ha annnyatinn N