The Maui news. [volume] (Wailuku, Maui, H.I.) 1900-current, 1912-02-10
Birthday
Party
Many a Slip 'Twixt the Cup And
The Lip.

birthday, and instantly his two
friends, Joseph Rogers and George
Murphy, suggested that the happy
event be celebrated properly. All
dug down into their jeans"
Murphy produced a suspender but
ton, and Rogers rusty pocketknife,
with three blades gone. Brooks
searched his single pocket that was
in repair and brought to light moth
ing but yesterdays atmosphere.
Dependency settled like a cloud
over the shabby trio. Suddenly a
teamster shouted and they narrow
ly escaped from being tramped on
by heavy team. They hurried
out OF the street and the unusual
violence of this exercise stirred their
sluggish blood and their somnolent
imaginations.
How bout dat cilibration?"
asked: Brooks, half way down to-
ward River street.
"Were's de price, dat's wat 1
want t. know" said Murphy.
Here's de price," exclaimed
Rogers, pointing to a two-wheeled
push cart which had been left by a
fruit peddler in front of saloon
while he had gone to seek refresh
ment inside.
Like Athos, Aramis and Porthos,
the one thought flashed through
their three minds. They raised
their right hands, and it is probable
if they had ever heard of Dumas
and had been provided with swords
they would have crossed them on
high and have cried "One for all
and all for one"
Keeping perfect step and shoulder
to shoulder, they trotted to the
curb, placed their six hands on the
handle of the cart and rolled it
ahead of them down Hotel street.
Once or twice they blocked traffic,
but finally they succeeded in reach
ing King street, where they headed
for secondhand store they knew.
Say, boz, fifty coppers fer de
CART said Murphy. we need
de chop dollar on account o. hart
luck; guy stole our bananas.
The secondhand dealer examined
the vehicle and stated that fifty
cents was exorbitant. Finally he
brought the price down to ten cents.
It's all yourn," cried Brooks.
"Dat's Il brace er quarts, an it's fer
a brit day party"
The dime was just about to drop
from the fingers of the dealer into
Brooks eager outstretched palm.
when a policeman approached from
the opposite side of the street.
Keep yer change, cried Brooks.
Dis here's mistake. Dis here
belongs to poor guy down on
River street."
Brooks turned the cart around
and started with it on a run. Rogers
and Murphy followed, overlook
Brooks and placed their hands also
on the handle of the cart. The
Detective took up the chase. While
making the turn, into cross street,
Murphy lost his hold, stumbled and
rolled into the gutter. Brooks and
Rogers went on with the cart. The
Detective stopped long enough to
handcuff Murphy to a post and
again took up the chase. At the
next street Brooks slipped and near
" turned somersault. This caused
the cart to swerve and to wrench
its handle from Rogers hand.
Rogers careened and sat down heavi-
ly with the handle beneath him.
The handle, acting like lever, up
set the cart squarely over his head.
The policeman escorted the ex-
hausted trio to Jail and charged them
with petty larceny.
why did you run2" asked the
Police Judge Of the defendants.
I'VE wuz chust putin de cart
back explained Murphy. 1T
was mistake"
II find you all guilty and will
sentence you tomorrow.
IT'S a good ting me birthday
comes only now and den" muttered
Brooks.