Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-01-11


! a cost Of i huH,!rr! thousand dollars.
was litrr"IIy Ah'aIr with IGI,tS. The
/ house WIS iluminrd from its founda-
| tons to the top of each lowering
minarct wi:L ruby colored lights.
Stuart passed up the gra!sl stairs
through a row Of gorgeous tlunkiCS
and greeted his hostess.
Nan graspcd his hand with smile
OF JOY.
"You are to lead me in to dinner,
jim, ut the stroke of g."
I'LL not forget" Stuart answered,
his face flushing with surprise at'the
unexpected honor.
"Cal wishes to see you at once. You
will find him in the library"
Blvens met him at the door.
"Ah, there you are!" he cried cor
| daily. Come back downstairs with
me- 1 want you to see some people
as they come in tonight. I've q lot
Of funny things to tell you about
them"
The house was crowded with an
army Of servants. attendants, must
clans, singers, entertainers and re-
porters.
The doctor had been recognized by
one Of the buffers whom he had be-
| friendcd on his arrival from the Old
World. The grateful fellow had gone
out Of the way to make him at home,
and in his enthusiasm had put an al
cove which opened off the ball room
| at his and HRrriet's disposal. The
doctor was elated at this evidence of
Bivens' good feeling and again con-
| graduated himself on his common
sense in coming.
Bivens led Stuart to a position near
! the grand stairway, from which he
could greet his guests as they re-
turned from their formal presentation
to the hostess.
He kept up "a running fire of bio
| graphical comment which amused
| Stuart beyond measure. It was rev.
elation Of the crooked ways in which
Biyens' guests or their fathers or grand
fathers had amused their millions,
many Of them by robbing the govern
ment the people.
1.-THE world has never heard most
Of these stories-that's funny" Stuart
exclaimed after a time.
Not so funny, Jim. when you think
Of the power Of money to make the
world forget. God only knows how
many fortunes in America had their
origin I'm thefts from the nation during
the civil war, and the systematic
frauds that have been practised on our
government since. I've turned some
pretty sharp tricks, Jim, in stalking
| my game in this big man hunt Of Wall
street, but at least I've never robbed
the wounded or the dead CD battle
field and I've never used a dark Ian
tern to get into the government vaults
at Washington. I'm not asking you
to stand for that"
IF you did
Eyes, l know the answer, but speak
softly, his majesty the king approaches
long live the king
Bivens spoke in low, half joking
tones, but the excitement Of his voice
| told Stuart only too plainly that he
fully appreciated the royal honor his
majesty was paying in this the first
social visit he had ever made to his
home. The king gave him a pleasant
nod and grasped Stuarts hand with
hearty cordial grip. He was a man
Of few words, but he always said ex
actly what he thought.
I'm glad to meet you, Mr. Stuart.
You've done us a good turn in sending
some of our crooks to the penitentiary.
You've cleared the air and made it
possible for an old fashioned banker to
breathe in New York. It's pleasure
to shake hands with you"
The king passed on into the crowd.
the focus of hundred admiring eyes.
Bivens could scarcely believe his ears
when he listened with open mouth
while his majesty spoke to Stuart.
Great Scott, Jim he gasped ut last
That's the longest speech ever heard
him make. knew you had scored the
biggest hit any lawyer has made in
this town in generation, but | never
dreamed you'd capture the kings i'm
aginatiOn. I'm beginning to think my
offer wasn't so generous after all. Look
here. you've got to promise me one
thing right now. When you do go in
to make your pile 1t shall be with me
and no other man"
Nan passed and threw him gra
ciouS smile.
1T will be with YOU if go, Cal. l
promise. At least the king is one cX-
ceHtion to your Indictment Of al great
fortunes"
"That's the funniest thing Of all
BivCnS whispered. Hes not an ez-
c"Dtion. Understand, I'm loyal to the
king. He's a wonder. like him.
like his biz head. his big shdCgy eye.
brow>, his hig hands and big feet II
like to hear him growl and snap his
anSwer-'1cS,' 'NO'-that means life or
death to men who kneel at his feet. !
He's 4 dead game sport. But he, t"", |
has his little blntS in his early copy
books ut school if vow care to turn tie |
uacCS "