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The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1912-06-06

DR. Benz has received word from
DIR. c. B, Cooper that he will arrive
in Honolulu by the Wilhelmina next
Tuesday.
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THE BRIBERY EVIDENCE.

LOS ANGELES 6Today examined Attorney Ford for
the authorities the
The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1912-06-06
JUDGE DOLE RULES AGAINST
MAHUKA SITE RESPONDENTS

tu damages for the loss of time and
good will during the removal of their
fixtures from the buildings at pres
ent occupied by them to other prem
ises. The judge in a written decision
ruled against the respondents and in
favor of the government. His deci-
sion was in part as follows:
A question arose as to the introduc-
ton of testimony on the following
points: To show damages for depre-
citation of fixtures by removal; dam
ages for cost of removal of property
on the premises; and damages for
loss of business and profits in conse-
quence of removal from the prem
ises.
The most pronounced opinion in the
decisions of the Supreme Court OF
the United States, in regard to dam.
ages or compensation for anything
outside of the market value of the
property taken, is in the Monongahela
Case, 14s U. S. 312, 326. The decision
in this case is based on its construc.
Continued on Page Five.)
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POSTPONE MONEY INVESTIGATION.

NEW YORK, June 6.-The investigation of the money
postponed until fall account of lack of data.
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, Q Q Q Q Q Q Q Q Q . Q Q Q Q Q Q

G An ocular evidence of ruin to
@ a most promising new industry,
@ of the diversified category, at
@ tended with bitter disappoint-
@ ment to European farmer,
G was presented to the Stars
@ observation this morning, the
9 agent Of destruction being the
9 Mediterranean fruitfly. The
G industry in question consists of
@ the growing and exporting of
Q Chile peppers. For harvest
G of this product amounting to
@ 10000 pounds, contracted in ad-
Q vance for sale at 51a cents a
c pound, the grower has nothing
@ but empty skins to show and
G his selling contract is Cancelled.
O Below the victims story is told.
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Rafael Campo is the sufferer. He
is an expert farmer who arrived here
from Spain in the immigrant steamer
The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1912-06-06
WILSON GETS DELEGATES.

DULUTH, June 6.-The Democratic State Committee Civ
gates at large to Wilson.
Informing CAME Rem ort on page ten)
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WEATHER

Their. Min, 10
Bar, 8 a. ma 30.01
Rain, 24h., e. m, 90.
Wind l2m., I2NE.
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Cane: S92c per ID, S7s.40
per ton.
Beets, lis t0h per cwt.,
5000 per ton.
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Wanted A Bite.

Oh. yes; it was raining-had been
all day. But they didn't mind that 80
much; you see, they were fishermen.
All the same, they were trudging
home, with weary steps and very
weary-looking faces.
Their baskets were empty, and to
be candid, they were in a very bad
temper.
AS they entered the little village
large dog ran at one of the party.
The dog had a ferocious look, and
was barking furiously. But the fisher
man did not take much alarm at the
animal. He just kicked it away care
lessly. g..
Aren't you afraid he'll go for
you?" inquired another of the party.
somewhat anXiously.
The one who had kicked at the dog
locked at his companion in a sorrow
full manner
Il only wish he would" he replied.
I'D chance almost anything to be abls
to 90 home and say I'd had bite"
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are There isn't a man living who
has gone back of that Mona Lisa smile
of hers. II she was the last woman
and | was the last man. don't say"
He hunted fer a cigarette. but failed
to find one. Almost at the bottom
boy; the winter OF our discomfort, and
no sun OF York to make it glorious
Twenty-four hundred at cards, and to
lose IL like a tyro! Wallace has taught
ne all Re knows, but I'm a BOBBY
Twenty-four hundred. firms money.
It's a failing of mine. the firms money.
But, damn ii all, can't cheat a man
at cards; I'd rather cut his throat
He found his pipe. and careful
search of the corners OF his coat-pock
cts revealed a meager pipeful of to-
bacco. He picked out the little balls
OF wool. the ground-coffee. the cloves,
and pushed the charge home into the
crusted bowl of his briar.
ITO the devil 9Th economy! A
pint OF burgundy and perfecto IL
they hale us to Jail for 1t. I'm dead
tired. I've seen three corners In hell
In the past two months. I'm going as
far as four sovereigns will take me
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, ming. The United Romance and Ad-
venture Company is not listed at pres
ent II II was, I'd sell a few shares
on my own hook. The kind Lord
knows that I've stock enough and to
spare" EIe laughed again, but with
out the leaven OF humor. When the
fool-killer snatches up the last fool,
let rogues look to themselves; and
fools are getting scarcer every day.
"Percival Algernon! o age of pc.
cts! I wonder, does he wear high col
lars and spats, or has she plumbed
him accurately? She is generally
right. But man changes some in
seven years. I'm an authority when it
comes to that. Look what's happened
to me in seven years! First, Horace,
We shall dine, then we'll smoke our
pipe in the billiard-room, then Well
softly approach Percival Algernon
and introduce him to Sinbad. This In
dependent excursion 10 Bagdad was
stroke on my part; it will work into
tho general plan as smoothly as if it
had been groOvcd for the part. Sinbad.
might just as well have assumed
that name: Horace Sinbad, sounds
we'll and looks we'll" He unused in
silence, his hand gently rubbing his
chin; for he did possess the trick of
talking aloud, in a low monotone. a
habit acquired during periods OF lone
liness, when the sound OF his own
voice had succeeded in steadying his
tottering mind.
What woman. what n wife. she
would have been to the right man!
Odd thing, man can do almost any
thing but direct his affections: they
must be drawn. She was not for him;
nay, not even on desert isle. Doubt
less he vas fool. In time she would
have made him rich man. Alack!
II was always the one we pursued
that we loved aud never the one that
pursued us.
I'm afraid of her; and there you
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through his fingers, his pleasure-lov.
ing fingers.
Conc, come. Horace: buck up.
Still the ruby kindles in the vine. No
turning back now. Well go on till we
come bang! against the wall. There
may be some good bouts between here
and there. | wonder what Gioconda
would say If she knew why | was so
eager for this gamer"
He went down TO dinner. and they
gave him table in an obscure corner,
as subtle reminder that his style was
passc. He didn't care; he was hungry
and thirsty. He could see nearly every
one, ever IL only few could see him.
This was somewhat to his vantage. He
endeavored to pick out Percival Alger-
non; but there were too many high
collars, too many monocles. So he
contented himself with mild philo.
sophical observance of the scene. The
murmur OF voices, rising as the wall
OF the violins sank, sinking as abe
vail rose: the tinkle OF glass and
china, the silver and linen, the pretty
women In their rustling gowns, the
delicate perfumes, the fash OF an
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pairing minutes from timetables. For
! a man in his business it was clever
expedient, deceiving all but those who
knew him. He hesitated at the door,
| however, as il he had changed his
mind in the twenty-odd PAGES 1t took
! to reach it. He stared for long
period at the elderly gentleman who
was watching the feluccas on the
river through the window The white
mustache and imperial stood out in
| crisp relief against the ruddy sunburn
on his face. IL he was aware OF this
| scrutiny on the part of the pursy gem
| tleman, he gave not the least sign.
The revolving door spun round, send
| ing puff of outdoor air into the
lounging-room The elderly gentleman
then smiled. and applied his thumb
and forefinger TO the waXen point OF
his imperial
In the intervening time Mr.. Ryanne
entered his room, threw the bundle
on the bed, sat down beside 1t. and
read his letter. Shadows and lights
moved across his face; frowns that
hardened It, smiles that mellowed it.
Women hold the trick Of writing let
ters. Do they hate, their thoughts
fash and burn from line to line. Do
they love, It's lettered music, DO they
conspirc, the breadth Of their imagi-
nation is without horizon. AT best,
man can indite only polite business
letter, his love-notes were adjudged
long since maudlin collection OF
loose sentences. In this letter Mr.. Ry-
anne found the three parts OK life.
She's good general; but hang
these birthstone efforts of hers. She
talks too much OF heart. For my part.
prefer to regard it as mere phys
ical function. a pump. motor. pow
er that gives action to the legs, either
in coming or in going, more especially
in going" He laughed. We'll, hers
is the inspiration and hers is the low
And to think that she could plan all
this on the spur OF the moment. down
to the minutest detail! It's science"
He put the letter away, slid out his
legs and glared at the dusty tips OF
his shoes. THE United Romance and
Adventure Company, Ltd, Of New
York, London, and Paris. She has the
greatest gift of all. the sense OF hui
NOR"
He rose and opened his kit-bag
doubtfully. He rummaged about in
the depths and at last Strengthened
up with n mild oath.
Not a pair OF cuffs in the whole
outfit, not a shirt, not a collar. Oh,
well, when a man has to leave Bagdad
the way I did, over the back fence,
so to speak. linen doesn't count"
He drew down his cuffs, deta ched
and reversed them, he turned his fold
ing collar wrongside out. and used
the under side of the foot-rug as
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was even now on his way to his room
The urban gentleman nodded Then,
with a finger slim and well.trimmed,
he trailed up and down the guest-list.
'Ha! | see that you have the Duke
of Whatd'-ye-call from Germany here.
I'll give you my card. Send 1t up to
Mr. Ryanne. No hurry. shall be in
again after dinner"
He busted Off toward the door.
He was pursy. well-fed, and decently
dressed. the sort OF a man who. when
he moved in any direction. created the
impression that he had an important
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The porter then understood that he
was dealing not with species Of
| mild lunacy, but with that kind Of
light-hearted cynicism upon which
the world Gas porters know it) had set
its approving seal. In brief, he smiled
family; and IL he had any pleasantly
to pass in turn, the approach Of the
manager, now clothed metaphorically
in deferentialism, relegated it to
the limbo of things thought but left
unsaid.
Here is a letter for you, Mr.. Ry-
anne. Have you any more luggage?'
mo" Mr.. Ryanne smiled, Shall
[ pay for my room in advance"
oh, no, sir" Ten years ago the
manager would have blushed at hav-
ing been so misunderstood. Your
room is 20S."
"Will you have a boy show me the
way?"
IL shall myself attend to that. If
the room Is not what you wish it
may be exchanged"
The room Is the one l telegraphed
for. | am superstitious to a degree.
On three boats I have had fine state
rooms numbered. POS Twice the num-
Der of my hotei room has been the
same. On the last voyage there were
20S passengers, and the captain had
made 20S voyages on the Mediterra-
nean."
Quite coincident."
"Ah, if roulette could be played with
such a certainty"
Mr. Ryanne sighed. hitched up his
bundle, which. being heavy, was begin
ming to wear upon his arm, and signi-
fed to the manager to lead the way.
AS they vanished round the corner
to the lift, The head-porter studied the
guest-list. He had looked over il
dozen times that day. but this was the
first instance of his being really in
terested in il. AS his chin was fresh
ly shaven he had no stubble to stroke
TO excite his mental processes: so
he fell back, as we say. upon the con-
soling ends of his abundant mus.
tache. Curious; but all these persons
were occupying or about to occupy
adjacent rooms. There was truly
nothing mysterious about it, save that
the stranger had picked out these very
names as a target for his banter. For
tune Chedsoye; it was rather an UNI
usual name; but as she had arYSed
only an hour or so before, he could
not distinctly recall her features. And
then, there was that word bucolic.
He mentally turned it over and over
as physically he was wont to do with
postcards left in his care to mail.
He could make nothing Of the word.
except that it smacked of the East
Indian plague.
Here he was saved from further
cerebral agony by timely Interrupt.
ton. A man. who was not Of bucolic
persuasion either in dress or speech,
urban from the tips of his bleached
fingers to the bulb OF his bibulous
nose. leaned across the counter and
asked IL Mr.. Horace Ryanne had yet
arrived. Yes. no had just arrived; he
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The First Toast.

Wilson Miner, the wellknown
viveur, explained, on New York root
garden, the origin of the word toast"
---toasting a lady.
You will remember" he began.
that in olden times it was the custom
to serve punch with toasted-that Is
to say, roasted--apples floating in it.
These apples were called the toast.
The toast-remember that.
We'll, it happened at Bath one day
that a celebrated beauty stood in the
Cross Bath, surrounded by throng
Of admirers, and one of these admir-
ers. Intoxicated with admiration, took
a glass OF the water in which the
ebauty stood, and holding it aloft,
drank her health, draining the water
to the last drop.
Beau Nash, who stood near by.
shouted:
81 like not the punch, but would
had the toast!'"
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CHAPTER III.
The Holy Yhiordes.

George drank his burgundy perfume
torily. Had it been astringent as the
native wine Of Corsica he would not
have noticed il. The little nerves
that ran from his tongue to his brain
had temporarily lost the power of com.
munication. And all because of the
girl across the way. He couldn't keep
his eyes from wandering in her oil.
rection. She faced him diagonally.
She ate but little, and when the elder.
~ gentleman poured out for her 4
glass OF sauterne, she motioned 1t
aside, rested her chin upon her fold.
ed hands, and stared not at but
through her vis-a-vis.
1t was lovely head, topped with
coils OF lustrous, light brown hair;
an oval face, of white and rose and
ivory tones; scarlet lips, small, reg.
ular nose, and a chin the soft round
ness Of which hid the resolute lift to
1t. To these attributes Of loneliness
was added a perfect form, the long,
flowing curves Of youth, not the abrupt
contours of maturity. George couldn't
recollect when he had been so i'm
pressed by face. From the moment
she had stepped down from the car.
riage. his interest had been drawn,
and had grown to such dimensions
that when he entered the dining-room
his glance Immediately searched for
her table. What luck in finding her
across the way! He questioned il h.
had ever seen her before. There was
something familiar; the delicate pro-
file stirred some sleeping memory t.;
did not wake 1t.
How to meet her, and when he did
meet her, how to interest her? If she
would only drop her handkerchief, her
purse, something to give him an en-
cuse, an opening. All, he was certain
that this time the hydra-headed one
should not overcome him. To gain
her attention and to hold it, he would
have faced a lion, a tiger, wildelc-
phant. To diagnose these symptoms
might not be fair to George. Love
at first sight" reads well and sounds
well, but we hoary-headed philoso
piers know that the phrase is on'g
poetical license.
Once, and only once, she looked in
his direction. 1t swept over him with
the chill of winter wind that he
meant as much to her as tree,
fence, meadow, as seen from the
window Of speeding railway train.
But this observation. transient as 1t
was, left with him the indelible Inv.
preston that her eyes were the sad.
dost he had ever seen. Why? Why
should young and beautiful girl have
eyes like that? 1t could not mean
physical WEAKNESS, else the face
would in some way have expressed it.
The elderly man appeared to do his
best TO animate her; he was kindly
and courteous and by the gentle way
he laughed at intervals was trying to
bolster up the situation with jest or
two. The girl never so much as smiled.
or shrugged her shoulders; she was as
responsive to these overtures as mar
BILE would have been.
(TO BE CONTINUED
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Fortune Chedsoye" His blue
eyes became less hard and his mouth
less defiant. Il repeat, the heart
should be nothing but pump. 9th
erwise il gets in the way, becomes an
obstruction. bottomless pit. Will
power, that's the ticket. can face
lion without an extra beat, / can face
the various countenances of death
without an additional fiutter; and yet,
here's a girl who, when ! see her or
think OF her, sends the pulse soaring
from seventy-seven up to eighty-four.
Bad business; besides, it's so infer
nally questionable. It's hard work
for a man to keep his balance 'twiXt
the devil and the deep. blue sea: Clio
conda on one side and Fortune on the
other. Gioconda throws open windows
and doors at my approach; but For
tune locks and bars hers, nor knocks
at mine. That's the way it always
goes.
IF a man could only go back ten
years and take a new start. Asst"
balling his fist at the reflection in the
mirror. Swivel and whine over the
bed of your own making. You had
your opportunity, but you listened to
the popping of champagne-corks, the
mutter of cards, the inane drivel of
chorus-ladies. You had a decent col
lege record, too. Bah! What a guile
less fool you were! You ran on, didn't
you, till you found your neck in the
loop at the end of the rope? And
perhaps that soft-footed, estimable
brother OF yours didn't yank it taut as
a hangman's? You heard the codicil;
into one ear and out the other. Even
then you had your chance; patience
for two short years, and a million. No,
a thousand times no. You knew what
you were about, empty-headed fool!
And today, two pennies for a dead
mans eyes
He dropped his fist dejectedly.
Where had the first step begun? And
where would be the last? In some
drab corner, possibly: drink, NOR.
phine, or starvation: he'd never have
the courage to finish it with bullet.
He was terribly bitter. Everything
worth while seemed to have slipped
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arm, the CLINT Of a polished shoulder;
this was the essence OF life he coveted.
He smiled at the thought and the sure
knowledge that he was not the only
wolf in the fold Ay. and who among
these dainty Red Riding Hoods might
be fooled by vulpine grandmother?
Truth, when a fellow winnowed it all
down to a handful, there were only
fools and rogues. If one was fool,
the rogue got you, and he In turn de-
voured himself.
He held his glass toward the table
lamp, moved it slowly to and fro un-
der his nose, epicureanly; then he
slipped the wine. Something like! 1t
ran across his tongue and down his
throat in tingling fire, nectarious; and
he went half way TO Olympus, TO the
feet Of the gods. For weeks he had
lived in the vilest haunts, in desperate
straits, his life in his open hands; and
now once more he had crawled from
the depths to the outer crust Of the
world. 1t did not matter that he was
destined to go down into the depths
again; so long as the spark burned
he was going TO crawl back each time.
Damnable luck! He could have lived
like prince. Twenty-four hundred,
and all in two nights, a steady stream
Of gold into the pockets OF men whom
he could have cheated with consum'
mate ease. and didn't. A fine wolf,
whose predatory instincts were still
riveted to that obsolete thing called
conscience!
Conscience? Rot! Let us for
once be frank and write it down as
caution. as fear of publicity, anything
but the white guardian-angel OF the
Immortality OF the soul. Heap up the
gold, Apollyon; heap it up, higher and
higher, till not a squeak Of that still
small voice that once awoke the chap
in the Old Testament can ever again
be heard. Now, no more retrospectiol,
Horace; no more analysis; the vital
question SINNERS down to this; IL
Perclval Algernon balks, how far will
four sovereigns go?"
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shoe-polisher. II was the ingenious
procedure of a man who was used to
being out late nights. who made all
things answer all purposes. This rapid
and singularly careless toilet COM
pleted, he centered his concern upon
the more vital matter of finances. He
was close to the nadir: four sover.
eigns, form. and a collection OF bat.
tered coppers that would lave tickled
the pulse OF an amateur humismatist
mo vintage tonight. my boy; no
long. fat Havana, either. A bottle Of
stout and a few rags OF plug.cut:
that's the pace we'll travel this eve.
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HARD TO SEE.
Even When the Facts About Coffee
are Plain.

1t Is curious how people will refuse
to believe what one can clearly see.
Tell the average man or woman that
the slow but cumulative poisonous
effect OF caffeine-the alkaloid in tea
and coffe0-tends to weaken the heart.
upset the nervous system and cause
indigestion. and they may laugh at
you If they don't know the facts.
Prove il by science or by practical
demonstration in the recovery of cot
fee drinkers from the above condi-
tons. and large per cent OF the hui
man family will shrug their shoulders,
take some drugs and-keep on drink
ing coffee or tea.
Coffee never agreed with me nor
with several members of our house
hold" writes a lady. 1T enervates.
depresses and creates feeling OF
languor and heaviness. It was only
by leaving off coffee and using Postum
that we discovered the cause and way
out of these ills.
"The only reason, I am sure. why
Postum is not used altogether to tho
exclusion Of ordinary coffee is, many
persons do not know and do not seem
willing to learn the facts and how to
prepare this nutritious beverage.
There's only one way-according to
directions-boil IL fully Is minutes.
Then 1t is delicious" Name given by
Postum Co. Battle Creek, Mich. Read
the little book, THE Road to Well
ville." in pkgs. There's reason"
Ever read the shove lettert A new
enc appears fross time to tt9e. TheY
AHfrrrNf. AHN.
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Might may overcome right but 1t
can never destroy it.
Sweeping Statement.

"Scriblets is going to quit being a
press humorist''
Did he tell you that?'
mo, but he said he was not going to
write any more jokes about mothers
in-law, bald-headed men. women's
hats intoxicated husbands and family
fights"
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SYNOPSIS,

eseOrEe Percival Algernon Jones, vice.
arTwssssS',t of the Metropolitan Oriental Rug
Icun>raDy Of New York. thrsting for ro-
lHGsocss. is In Cairo on a business trip.
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Uncle pcnnywise Says:

Some OF us can laugh when the
Joke Is on rs; but none of us believe
In carrying that kind OF a joke too fer.
Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-06-07
Dolls ALWAYS Known.

History fails to tell us the inventor
OF the doll, which has been such a
boon to mankind, not only in quiettng
the rowdy youngster, but in stimulat-
ing a healthy imagination and affec-
ton. Five hundred years before
Christ little girls had dolls; there is
sure evidence of it, and Edward Low
vett, an enthusiastic collector, has a
doll from those dim ages. 1t is little
more than battered stick now, but
is Enthusiastically doll No one could
rame fair value FOR such a prize.
which stands out as a proof that the
child of today is singularly like her
little sister some twenty-five hundred
years ago.-Dundee Advertiser.
Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-06-07

Multi-millionaire Mellon, Of Pitts
burg gets rid of his wife but keeps his
children. She seems to have been
bad Mellon.
Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-06-07

Tomorrow the state will hang IN
suspense. Will Watson do all he has
said he will do?
Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-06-07

If Crawl Wheatley doesn't land to-
morrow this section will want to know
the reason why.