The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1908-11-24


Goodbye, Mr.. Belgic!"
/ delight in personleyins everything
as a gentleman.
What does it mean under the sun!
Kitsune nj tsumamareta wa! Evil
fox, l suppose, got hold of me. Gen
tlemen, is this real Amerikey?" l ex-
claimed
oya, ma. my Meriken dream was
complete failure.
Did 1 ever fancy any sky-invading
dragon OF smoke in my own America?
The smoke stifed me.
Why did lock up my perfume bot
TIC in my trunk?
hardly endured the smell from the
wagons at the wharf. Their rafting
noise thrust itself into my head. A
SQUAD of Cinnamon there pulled in
cessantly the menacing smell of CT
gars.
Were 1 the mayor of San Francisco
how romantic "the Mayor, Miss
Morning Glory" sounds!-I would not
pause a moment before erecting free
lighthouses around the wharf.
1 never dreamed that human beings
could cast such an insulting smell.
The smell of honorable wagon
drivers is the smell of a MONKEY.
Their wild faces also prove their
lii eness to it.
They must have furnished all the
evidence to Mr.. Darwin "The better
part lies some distance from here,
said my uncle.
1 exclaimed how inhospitable the
Americans were to receive visitors
from the back door of the city.
We are not empty-stomached
! tramps rapping the kitchen door for
d crust of bread.
We refused hotel carriage.
We walked from the Oriental wharf
for the sake of the street sightseeing.
Tamageta wal A house was whirI
ing along the street. Look at the
horseless car! How could it be pos
sible to pull it with roDe uller
ground!
Everything reveals a huge scale OF
measurement.
The continental spectacle is differ
ent from that of our islands.
We 4O,O0O,OO0 Japs must raise our
heads from wee bits of land. There's
no room to stretch elbows. We have
to stay like dwarf trees.
I shouldn't be surprised if the Am
orleans exclaim in Japan, What
pretty show!"
Such a riotous rush! What a deaf
Sning uproarl
The lazy halt of moment on IN,
street must have been regarded.
fancied, as a violation of the law.
I wondered whether one dozen werr
nat slain each hour on Market stree
i Dv the cars
= Cars Gas! And cars!
It was no use to look beautiful il
such a cyclone city. Not even on
gentleman moved his admirlng eve
tn my face.
How sad!
thought it must be osme festival
NO, the usual Saturday Thong!
my uncle said.
Then l asked myself whether rol'
st Gets were only Ike a m;dnig 1t o
this city.
My beloved minister kept his moutl
open-what heavy lips he had!-
amazed at the high edifces.
20 no, that's astonishing!" he cried
throwing his scottish eyes on the c!ocl
of the Chronicle building.
Boys are commenting on you"
/. whispered.
I beseech him not to act SO dr1lI
J. He tossed out in his careless fash
q ion his everlasting heroic laughter
Ha, ha, ha-'
A hawkish lad-I have not seen on
sleepy fellow yet-drew near tn
minister shortly after We left tn
wharf, and begged to carry his bag.
He was only too glad to be assisted
The brown diplomatist thought 1t
loving deed toward a foreigner.
He bowed after some blocks. thanl
iDg the boy with a hearty "arigato.
"Sir, you have to pay me two bits!
His hand went to his pocket, whe
my uncle tapped his STOPPING bacl
7 sLeaking This is the country {
eternal pay, pay, pay old man -
What does a genuine America
beggar look like" was my old que
tiCn.
d The Meriken beggar my friend sa'
q. at Yokohama park was dressed I'D
y swallow-tail coat. Emerson's e
% says were in his hand. He was sue
y genteel Mr.. Beggar, she said.
IL often heard that everybody is
millionaire in America l thought
likely that l should see a swell M
/ Beggar among the Americans.