Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-09-20

the SWlIlluS W1ndS, MdQ6 JnSlTs way
, toward the craft and climbed aboard
When all was snug, the skipper
climbed to his place in the front seat
and, unslinging pair Of binoculars,
took long look down the rocky pas
sageway leading down the historic
Pail. Then he replaced the,n and
took firm grip on the tiller.
Cast off" he shouted, and the big
craft, responding to her helm, luffed
up into the wind and commenced her
downward course. A fair path for
several hundred feet down the wind
ing roadway set the passengers at
ease, but the gallant skipper, every
inch an auto-navigator, soon scented a
squall and. bringing forth his glasses.
glanced ahead on the road and OBJ
served choppy weather in the way OF
innumerable small boulders, which
caused the staunch craft to roll and
pitch and the passengers to bounce
about in most unseamanlike man
ner. With the first short and mar
row turn the skill of the skipper was
brought out.
Tack shipi. he beloved, and.
throwing the helm hard over, allowed
the craft to swing around and then
brought her up into the road again.I
at the same time applying his brakes
TO ease the onward rush of the runb-
ling conveyance.
Stand by to man the parachutesl
and life preservers." he yapped, as
the machine struck another sluall Of
boulders and 1urched. dangerously
near the flimsy wood fence which
hung along the precipice. The craft
had lost a little ground but, much to
the relief of the now near-fffghtenedl
passengers, righted Up and breezed
merrily along.
A heavy squan struck the machine
at this point. and the heavy tires, gDl
rating and sliding and humping over
the immense boulders and stones, |
swaycd and rocked, and at times
even the securely dashed extra tires
seemed to beson the point of breaking
their bonds and going over the side. /
The many sharp curves caused the
necessity Of lacking ship at frequent |
intervals. and Just as the skipper had |
brought his machine up into the road
after making a dangerous naneuver,
'peered ahead and then brought thei
craft up to the side Of the narrow
channel.
.Runabout ahead he tfnmpeted,
stwO points to starboard !"
The passengers. craned their necks
and observed a small green machine,
with ofle.fourth Of her keel apparent
ly bumped away, limping slowly to-
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drew within hailing distance the skip
Per shouted:
What machine is that?''
Bin Jones Lococha1mers, came I
the answer, bound for Honolulu with
a bum back tire. Rough weather be
low. Be careful near the last turn.
where the rain has washed several
hundred thousand pebbles into the
channel. All wen. thus far. And +
the little craft disappeared around
curve.
All seemed fair aboard the big, red,
seyen-passenger craft, as the skipper
steered her out into the middle of
the channel intent upon completing /
the downward voyage before dark
should set in Many of the passen-
gers were in state of semi-autosick-
hess, and leaned YEARLY over the
side, ever braced to Withstand any II
shock which might be caused by tho
machine striking another bouldes
squall. Bumpety-bumpet y-bump-bang! I
The craft had been struck by another
squat. and she lurched to and fro
and fro and to. and even the tightly
dashed Jop seemed ready to go by the
board at any moment. At many
times, failing to answer to the
tiller in the hands of the skip
per, she lurched dangerously near
the side, over which the yawn-
ing chasm seemed ever ready to
gulp the occupants of the craft into
its depths. Dexterous lacks, in which
all the skill of the skipper was
brought out, were made before the
severely rock-beaten, and |
bearing six disgruntled passengers,
beat in to the landing at the halfway |
house
When the machine had been made
fast to prevent her slipping away IN
to the channel leading to Waimanalo,
the skipper went ashore for water,
and to have chat with the tenant
CT the house. The passengers also
made the best of the stop, and climb
ed down to stretch their weary limbs.
The trip was resumed with fair
weather and good going, but short !
distance oown the channel frequent
squalls struck the craft 1t was not
SO much the squalls that bothered /
the passengers as great fear of cap
sizing, which shook them each time
the craft leaned over on making the
MS to clear re sharp curves,
The skipper. smoking his short Ii
pipe, hung to the helm and said mo-
thing for long time. his eyes being
.xed on piles of cement poles along
the road.
Seems to me- he said, at length,
that it was about time that they1
were using them there poles to tx
that bloofnin fence instead Of lettin.l
them lay there and fan to pieces And
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