The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-10-28

the place that fixes you up the best shrimp
salad in Bournemouth and the plant in
Cantor where yOu can obtain the hest con-
served sweetmeats for the women folks.
Barred from the sort of amusements
they've been used to on the continents
the life Of the theatres and such like-their
gregariousness manifests itself in other
ways. They're planning and plotting to
keep the thing a-moving all the time.
I'm run over an ordinary, average week
in Honolulu-and | had three years of such
weeks. only some OF the weeks Of course
beat the average. But I'll start OF on Mon
day with an average week.
Walking down Emma street from my
Office at ? O'Clock On Monday afternoon,
say, l run into the executive officer Of the
American cruiser out in the haTbor. Some
fellow UP in the States has sent him a case
of Santa Cruz rum that-well, he describes
the tang Of it in the most tantalizing man
ner imaginable.
Come on out to the ship, says he, and
I'll fix you up some sours, and il you don't
call it the gloriousest Santa Cruz that
ever--'
Works over for the day, and who could
resist an invitation Of that kind. anyhow,
when this naval officer has a reputation
that spreads all over the Seven Seas "a a
mixologist? On the way down to the land
ing we pick up six or seven other fellows.
They're told about that Santa Cruz bust
ness, too. and they're for that. Into the
steam cutter, all hands, and the chug-chug
over the haTbOr wavelsts-the color of
washtub bluing-to the m~an-o'-war.
Down into the ward room, where the
silver shakers are brought out, and the Jap
ward room boy brings the materials. and
the white mustached executive officer gets
those Santa Cruz things ready, shaking
them until the hoarfrost shows on the
silver shakers. After you've drunk one
of them you banker to give away money.
Two. and you toss your head back and
listen TO imaginary music. Three. and you
ache to apologize to your wife's relations.
Four, and you're sorry that you've got a
home You never want to go there any
more. After the Santa Cruz delirium, all
civilian hands into the steam cutter and
back to the beach.
Leaning on the rail Of n big Pacific
liner just in from Yokohama, Doc Burke
not his name, hut near enough-the steam
er's surgeon, n R,gant c, huge voiced man
known all over the Pacific az an cp!cure
and "A story teller and a, mixer Of salad
dress ngS and drinks and things Doc
Burke rImbleS out his Alloy. there!' and
we catch sight Of him, and the cOx'n Of
the steam cutter heads IN toward the NOR.
and we go aboard Of her. Tho surgeon says
~ y kDb pill CdDhHtFt lhIlutT OOAfN "
wants to show us. Carries Is below TO his
two room suite. Lacquer boxes all hum
bug. of course. It's a new drink he wants
VS. to try. He calls IL a shanghai sw zzle.
and us made Of saki and run AMI Curacao
and sugar and things. Great Doc
Burke informs us. IN great solemn IS,
that nobody can poss bly, find Ou' how a
Shanghai sw'zzle tastes INT he has three
of them. We refuse TO deny il, and We have
the thrCc. Doc Burke ~ hOrr. hlv m fed
and sulks because we cant all stav ~ Il n
ner " Nh h m aboard The ner. and he de-
RI NOS 10 let us out Of h.s cab ~ I II all hands
have prom sed 20 take luncheon " IN him.
fetching the wives, on The coming Wednes-
day. Promise given and we escape.
5As I wish 10 visit with my wife for =
little while before dinner, I start for home.
NJ am held up by Q man whose wife ie Civ
ing a lawn party out WAIKIKI way in ce'e-
brat on Of her birthday she was "a last
year and frankly claimBto be ~ this year
and he thrnsts me into mis- tran and carries