The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1902-02-27


are rich. It is superbIy located on
an inclined plane facing the town,
with the precipices Of the mountain
range behind them.
We were put ashore in the Aumo's
boats, and proceeded up the Wailuku
River to the town.
This is the first time in my life I
! was ever in this forsaken place." said
! Seacamp, as he strobe along by Cor
don's SIDE. Gordon walked between
Seacamp and me.
cit isn't forsaken place" replied
Gordon. SIT is one Ga the best towns
se have"
tOh, I know oil about that. It's got
a few decent houses that are occupied
by Frenchmen and Germans, and
seminary that has a few pupils, now
and then, that learn arithmetic and
grammar and, if there are tourists
here, how to hirt."
Nonsense" said Gordon. "Lasi
year there were thirty-seven pupils in
the school, and they reflect credit on
the institution and on Hawaii. You
are mistaken about this place."
tBut it can't compare with Oahu,
Maui can't"
cit never had the chance" said
Gordon. :.
90 "Ihd Honolulu wouldn't raise q
scamp like this Jean Chicot."
''Honolulu has raised plenty Just as
bad. You are away off, Jollroy.
There is O great future for Wailuku."
Happily, one of the first buildings
we struck when we reached the town
was an inn. We refreshed ourselves,
and Gordon gave his men the opportn-
nifty to do the same.
The keeper of the hotel was a Ger
man. Gordon had been to this vii.
lage before and had met Mein Host
] Finckel. Seacamp had met him IN
; Honolulu.
"Ah, ha, my friend FinckelI' Sea.
camp exclaimed, when We entered.
"You have distinguished company.
Look out for yourself.
'tMein Gott, gentlemens!" ex-
claimed Finckel, looking askance at the
| soldiers. "Vat was dose matters?"
! Nothing that you need be alarmed
at" said Gordon. Bring Us plenty
to eat and drink"
'sYahl Right away quick" Andhe
vas as good as his word
"Look here, Finckel," said Cor
don, attacking the viands. "We are
looking for one Jean Chicot, who lived
here twenty years ago. and, perhaps.
does the same to-day"
The German rolled his eyes.
"You look for das Frenchman!
Mein Gott! nefer looks for him.
He is no goos. He is bad one, Jean
Chicot."
~You knew him, them"
Ct knew him ten years ago. Yah,
das is it. Ten year been here. he
vas liar and q t'ief. An, I know
him"
"Whcrs is he now?" T asked ea.
yerly-
Finckel shrugged his shoulders.
"Himmell Z would not like to be
compelled to answer dot. Der Satan
couldn'ttel where Jean Chicot is now.
He vent away long time ago."
"How long?"
'rTen years.
ooh, now say, Finckel, old man, !"
said Seacamp, ''thaa won't do at all,
YOU know. You came here ten years
ago. and knew Chieot well, found him
to be liar and thief. yet he disap-
peared ten years ago-when you came.
Now think. Don't get ratified. You
Dutchmen can't seem to keep your
heads on your shoulders ten minutes
at a time. An American never gets
ratified like that"
| "Nein! You Americans be very
CLEVER. Wait. Let me t'ink. All!
Nine year ago he vent away"
"And his family?" said. 'Is his
wife living?"
"Inefer saw his wife. he say she
vas died. Yahr'
"He had daughter. Did you know
anything about her?'
"Ah!" said Herr Finckel, with a
eroan. CT haf heard somedinks about
dot. Yahl Let me knock mein head
liddle. His taughteris is dead alretty."
"Did you know her name?"
sT nefer know"
"Where did Chicot work when you
knew him?" I asked.
"He worked nit Sprecke!s."
"Good. We can trace him from
there" said Gordon.
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