The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1911-04-15
WHERE 'FRISCANS LOITER
Glimpses Of Geo. Knight, Sam Short
ridge, John c. Kirkpatrick,
James RoIph Jr. and
Other NOtables

John Smith and didn't meet him there
you would find his friend. approx
mately the same thing, for he could
tell you where Smith was, or perhaps
give you the information you desired.
But most of the old haunts are no
more, and the few that are still in ex-
istence have changed in character.
The bachelor cliques have dwindled.
The circle of married men has grown
very small partly for the reason that
many of them now own suburban
homes. Peculiarities in the way of rec.
reation that were INDUCED in be-
fore the fire seem to have lost their
charm. Still there are some men in
the public eye today who can always
be located. From morn to dewy eve
they are accessible, and their daily
routine is as well known as the day
and date of the month.
George Knight is one of these. He
begins his day at his apartment with
his wife, their breakfast consisting
of old-fashioned doughnuts and coffee.
There has never been a variation
from this morning menu since their
early life in Eureka, when Mrs.
Knight dropped the doughnuts into the
boiling fat with her own hands. That
was many years ago, when Knight
couldn't buy an $3.50 suit for George,
Jr., when his library consisted of a
Webster dictionary and a Blackstone,
and his partner was his wife, who
cooked the meals. And today he and
his wife still have coffee and dough
nuts for breakfast. But the dough
nuts are no longer of Mrs. Knights
making. A bakery is responsible for
them. Before the fire, when they and
their eldest son were living in an
hotel, one could tell if the knights
were in by the presence or absence of
bag Of dougnnuts before their door
in the morning. But the coffee Mrs.
Knight has never trusted to any 9TH
er hands but her own.
On rainy days, when a storm is at
its height, when wind and choppy seas
make transbay traffic anything but in
wiling, go down to the water front and
watch a tiny speck way out in the
bay. It's the lawyer in his gasoline
launch, stemming tides and currents
in the downpour with the exuberant
joy of the small boy who wades
through every mud puddle on his way
home from school. He has been car
ried out to sea several times, but
that doesn't dampen his ardor.
In the days when Dan Burns was a
political factor, to locate him was an
achievement credited to few of his
friends outside of Senator Jack Tyr
rell. Burns offices were then in, the
Croker building. Leaving his West
ern Addition home, he made his way
down town by means of unfrequented
streets and small byways that led
eventually into Post street and the
side entrance of the Crocker building.
The reversal of form that threw
Burns out of politics changed his
mode of living, his. daily routine, and
retired him to an extremely private
life. He has no particular business
affairs here now, and finds life away
from the famous Candelaria mine in
Mexico rather monotonous.
He now lives at the St. Francis, but
if you wish to see. him in the morn
ing, call him up at the Pacific Union
Club, where he goes right after break
fast From there he takes a walk,
but it seldom extends beyond Kearney
street. He then retlres to the seclu-
sion of his apartment in the hotel, but
reappears promptly at $3.50 in the ev-
ening in Paradise Alley" where he
regales himself with a cigar, and for
half an hour only talks of local top
les with one of his old-time political
friends
Easy Man to Locate.
Samuel w. Shortridge is an easy
man to locate. Inquiries at five places
during the day and evening will sure
ly find him; his office, the court, his