The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1904-06-12

4oANC NS@dSAl tic commercial spirit
Honolulu and predicted great things of
the place though he confessed to q
doubt that the projected trans Pacific
i leviathan, the 5000 ton Ajax. could en-
/ ter the port
The book of the eighties stin contains
some autographs treasures, the names
of AVeilan and AlexieT among the rest.
These now noted men were naval can
tains then OF the warships Africa ana
Vestnik. Crown Prince Oscar of Swe-
den and Norway is registered in a
| modest way, his name looking insig-
niticant beside the sprawling entry Of
Colonel Curtis Piehu Iaukea, His Ma
jesty's Personal Aide-de-Cann. in At
tendance upon his Royal Highness.
Prince Oscar of Sweden and Norway
On this page is the Russian entry in
the record book, as reproduced by the
Advertisers art staff.
MARK TwAIN'S' TRIBUTE.
And here is the text of Mark Twain's
entry, the title being his Strange
Dream:
All day long have sat apart and
pondered over the mysterious occur
rences of last night. There is no link
lacking in the chain of incidents-my
memory presents each in its proper or
der with perfect distinctness, but still
However, never mind these reflections:
will drop them and proceed TO make
a simple statement of the facts.
Towards eleven o'clock it was sug-
gested that the character of the night
was peculiarly suited to viewing the
mightiest active volcano on the earth's
surface in its most impressive sub
Unity. There was no light of moon o.
star in the inl1y heavens to mar Z
effect of the crater's gorgeous pyr6
technics.
In due time 1 stood with my COM
panion on the wall of the cauIdron
which the natives, ages ago, named
Halemaumau, the abyss wherein they
were wont to throw the remains of their
chiefs to the end that no vulgar feet
might ever tread above them.
We stood there, at dead of night. a.
mile above the level of the sea and
looked down a thousand feet upon q
boiling, surging, roaring ocean of fire;
shaded our eyes from the binding
glare and gazed far away over the
crimson waves with a vague notion,
that a supernatural fleet, manned by
demons and freighted by the damned,
might presently sail up out of the re-
| mote distance, started when tremen-
dous thunder-bursts shook the earth
and followed with fascinated eyes the
grand jets of molten lava that sprang
| high up toward the zenith and explod-
ed in world of fiery spray that lit up
the somber heavens with an Internal
splendor.
What is your little bonfire of Vesu-
vius to this?
My ejaculation reused my companions
from his reverie and we fell into a con-
versation appropriate to the occasion
, and the surroundings I'VE came at
last to speak of the ancient custom
of casting the bodies of dead chieftains:
into this fearful caldron, and my COM
panion, who is of the blood royal, MEN,
toned that the founder of his race old
King Kamehameha the First, that
vincible old pagan Alexander-hacs
found other sepuIture than the burning
depths of the Halaemaumau."
[ grew interested at once. l knew that
the mystery of what became of the
corpse of the Warrior King had never
been fathomed. 1 was aware that there
was a legend connected with this mat
ter and / felt as if there could be no
more fitting time to listen to it than
Kamehameha said:
THE dead King was brought in royal
state down the long, winding road that
descends from the rim of the crater to-
the scorched and chasm-TiVen plain
that lies between the Halemaumau and
those buttlng walls yonder in the dis
lance. The guards were set and the
troops of mourners began the wierCt
wall for the departed. In the middle
of the night came the sound of in
Vulnerable voices in the air and the
rush of invisible wings, the funeral
torches Wavered, burned blue and went
Quit
THE mourners and watchers fell to-
the ground paralyzed with fear ana
many minutes elapsed before any one
dared to move or speak for they be-
lieved that the phantom messengers of
the dread Goddess of Fire had been in
their midst.
When at last the torch was lighter
the bier was vacant--the dead mon
arch had been spirited away Con-
sternation seized upon all and they
fled out of the CRATER When the day
dawned the multitude returned and be-
gan the search for the corpse. But not
a footprint, not a sign was ever found
Day after day the search was cOntinu-
ed and every cave in the great walls
and every chasm in the plain for miles
around was examined but to no pur-
pose; and from that day to this the
resting place of the lion Kings bones
is an unsolved mystery. But years
afterwards when the grim prophecies,
Northumberland lay on her deathbed
the Goddess PeIe appeared to her in
a vision and told her that eventually
the secret would be revealed and in a
remarkable manner but not until the
great Kauhuhu, the Shark God, should
desert the sacred cavern Ana Publ, in
the island of Molokai and the waters
of the sea should no more enter it and
it's floors should become dry.
Ever since that time the simple con-
fiGing natives have watched for the