The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1908-03-08

Captain" L. ]. Nahora Hipa, boss
of the Iwilei garbage dumps, is proud
of his job. And why not? For seven
years he has served the city faithfully
with rake and shovel in the reeiz of
the smouldering rakings and he has
seen the made land creep across the
swamp towards Quarantine Island foot
by foot until acres have been added to
the government holdings. With SUBJ
stratum of rusted cans and a top
dressing of the ashes of dead vegeta-
ton and the incinerated remains of
the dead of all the animal kingdom
he has added to the dry land and
robbed the old ocean of as much of
it's possessions. And the Captain looks
upon the dry land and says that it is
good. With the air of a plantation
manager showing how careful and
scientific fertilization has sweetened
his fields, Hipa drives a shovel an inch
or so into his kingdom and exposes
the ashes for admiration.
"Clean from that post there I've built
her up, all good land just like you
see, an solid land too" proving the
solidity of his building by a stamp Of
the foot. The demonstration was con-
elusive, for the Captain has added to
himself inch by inch OF girth almost
as fast as he has added to the dry
land. After he has stamped ten
ton roller would make no impression.
And the secret .of his well being he
will tell you, If you ask respectfully.
It is dog. Not the breed of half starv-
ed poi dogs that are kicked from cor
ner to corner through the Palama dis
trict and the camps where the poorer
of the free and untrammeled electors
dwell, but the aristocratic and pamper-
ed pets from the homes of Makiki and
have wandered into town and fallen
before the swoop of the dog catchers
net, for within the domain of the cap
tain lies the dog pound and the execu-
ton ground of those among the cap
tured not ransomed in time by seeking
owners The poorest are distributed
among his friends, but the best he
keeps Much indulgence has made of
Hipa a connoisseur in dogs and an
epicure.
This is a mighty poor season for
dogs. What's comm in now isn't fit
for a man to eat. But next month";
be the time. Then tn tax dogs comes
in. April is tn best month of tn
year. The Captain smacked his lips
as he thought of the gustatory pros
poets of the first few weeks after the
tax period began. "TIl have lots of
friends around tn dump in April"
Hipa drew an imaginary revolver and
bowled over an imaginary dog that
must have dressed at twenty pounds.
You're mighty stingy with your
dumped a CARLOAD of packing boxes
and paper on the carcass of a pake
laundry horse, ready for the consum-
ing fire and it was he who spoke.
sfAh, what's tn use feedin' you. any
way? Didn't We get bulldog an two
terriers when you was trainin' an let
tn haole lick you after all?" And Bill
had no more to say.
For years the Captain drilled the SOL
diers of the Kings army. Now he
drills the carriers in the garbage SER
vice and yields the muckrake in place
of the sword. He is faithful worker
now as he was in the days of his
military glory. Long may his ashes
rest in peace in Iwilei.
Down on the Kakaako dumps, where
the garbage from the town Waikiki OF
Fort is brought, there are three rakers,
two of whom earn their pay by gather
ing up the bottles, bits of metal and
the other odds and ends of junk value
that are thrown away by the jewellers
on the Makiki slopes or the aristocra-
tic citizens of Punahou. 1t is said that
everything is worth something and GER
tainly the rakers at Kakaako find
plenty of things among the refuse
worth saving.
GROWING MANUFACTURES.
The past two or three years has
seen great changes in that portion OF
the city referred to in the press as
down by the gas works" or around
the oil tanks" and which is named
Iwilei on the map. From being III
thu and nnsaunru nest hole. the abode