The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1908-03-13

verdure, overlooks q fertile valley
where is spread, like carpet, every
varying shade of green that finally
melts in the distance to the exquisite
turquoise and beryl tints Of the sea,
making an enchanting panorama Of
transcendant loneliness.
l was next taken to the aquarium,
where the collection of native fish is
something beyond the widest imagin-
alton to picture, and quite battles de-
scription. Little fishes striped In
bright pink-and-white, like sticks of
peppermint candy, jostle those that
are of silvery and blue brocade,
others of dark color, with spots of
vivid red, and brides of golden vel
low going about their heads are in
the next cage to transparent fish OF
a delicate pink or blue-or family
of devil fish. There are fish of a
beautiful somber. purple, and fish OF
white with black horizontal stripes,
looking like company of convicts
from Sing Sing. There are many
many others, those with trailing
fringes, or floating wings; those with
eyes on little pivots that turn easily
in all directions like small, coming
towers; all odd or unusual, seeming
like dream-fishes, or the phantoms of
a disordered brain, rather than prod
ucts of nature.
Kalahui is q breezy little port, with
courthouse and klub-good fellows,
too!-and a mercantile marine, and
railway, and wreck in the harbor,
and all of 'em belonging to Kalahui.
II you speak of the thriving planta-
lions that back the harbor, they'll be
sure to ask you If you've noticed the
Kalo patches? Kalo may be French
for kabbages or karnations-you don't
give kontinental, either way-but
you smile, and say, Great! wouldn't
mind having korner in Kalo some
day."
II you want to go up a mountain, Of
course it must be Haleakala; it's only
got one K in it, by the way, but it's
got the biggest krater at the top Of it
you ever saw or heard of-20 miles in
circumference, and 1000 feet deep.
It's stone dead-entirely gone out of
business; but in my opinion that's an
advantage of two-to-one on any live
crater. If you want to go up another
mountain, try Kilanea-it's only an
other X, and the avenue that leads
out to it is a magnificent boulevard
set out on either side with bread-fruit
trees, mangoes and alligator pears.
Kilanea is the biggest thing in the
live crater business in the world-a
lake of fire 1000 feet long and 500
wide, with surface measure of II
acres. You hold your breath and say
your prayers; and, when gust Of
wind carries away the binding steam
and smoke, you look down., down 500
feet into a veritable hell-ire lake,
whose waves of flame rise and fall in
conclusive throes that shake the very
heart out of your body-in other
words, the thing has fits to beat the
band, and you wish you hadn't come!
But you get all over it by the next
day, and if you want to calm your
mind and restore your nerves, you
take nice, quiet stroll down Kukui
place and kommune with nature.
Finally, if you've done anything you
oughtn't to, and get arrested and ia
ken to the lookup, you run up against
the biggest bunch of ks in the whole
business. The name of the jug" ia
Observation-Disclosures.
That got me! was kompletely ker.
fummuxed--down and out. AS far as
studying the Hawaiian language goes,
I'm a kwitter! -,
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Oh, lovely island world! Where else
in the universe is there a spot made
up wholly of beauty and peace?