Evening star., 1919-10-12
HAWAII AS WOMAN
TRAVELLER SEES|T
Like Another World, Mrs. A.
len Says, Returning
From Washington.

Because of the attention directed to-
ward the Hawaiian Islands as the re-
suit Of the eruption of the volcanic
Mauna Loa, on Hilo Island recently
the National Geographic Society has
issued bulletin giving a woman
travellers impression of the islands
upon her return to them after year
spent in Washington.
I'VE had smooth voyage after the
first few days and it seemed good to
see the blue sky and bluer water and
the flying fish once again." writes Mrs
Shirley Foster Allen. About noon we
sighted our first island, Maui You
could just barely see the great crater
Of Haleakala rising 10000 feet out Of
the sea; and about o'clock we passed
Molokai. the leper island. 1t was
after seven when we entered the
stream to Honolulu harbor
THE harbor was smooth as glass as
we slid slowly in to the dock, and the
usual flock Of young Hawaiians swan
out to meet us. playing and diving in
the water alongside of us. The full
moon hung over Diamond Head. and
In between the palm trees the old
splendor
Spell Of the Tropics.
And then there was the crowd on
the dock-white uniforms, white suits,
white dresses-they did look so good
again. The spell Of the tropics was
out in full force-it was ali SO cool
and green and peaceful, it was hard to
believe that there were places where
wars and riots were raging and where
people were rushing madly from
morning to night. After being away
from 1t for year, 1t seemed just like
coming into another world. And real
~ 1t is another world-it's a quaint
little comic-opera world all by itself
out here in the Pacific
However. by the light of broad day
It Is the same little old place-with all
its heterogeneous population, its little
narrow streets and it's lazy ways. 1t is
pretty warm here now, but the highest
the thermometer has climbed to in the
middle of the day is So degrees, and as
soon as the sun begins to go down it
lovely and cool and there was not a
night in July that 1 didn't use the
woolen blanket on my bed before morn
Ing.
after depositing our luggage at the
hotel we drove out to the territorial
fair. which was holding forth in all its
rural splendor. It's very much like a
real old-fashioned country fair but
of course. it is a big event in the annals
of Hawaii. Every one. from the gov
20 the last little kimonoed Jap, with all
his brothers and sisters and aunts and
uncles, were there, and 1t was fun
meeting so many people we knew. We
rode on the merry round toured the
grounds In Jazzmobile. saw the ex-
nd he SfhoShnIyC
ed some fat 'washines' do the hula. de-
voured beans at the beanery and con-
sumed gallons Of soda pop! We had
three days Of fair and then I went out
to Kahuku plantation for ten days
among the sugar cane.
'The Koko Head radio station,
where we are living. is about ter
miles from town. but as we can come
into town in about thirty-f1ve or
forty minutes in a machine, it would
Of the world. 1t is almost on the
beach. and there are summer homes
all along the road. which follows the
shore line. There is an attractive
superintendent's bungalow there on
which the Marconi Company spent
which is supposed to have cos. $685.
900. The latter has a big lanai all
the way around 1t. fine dining room.
recreation hall and thirty-f1ve
rooms. most Of which have private
baths.
'The hotels offer wonderful op-
portunities for dances, and I think
We will have to invite all Honolulu
and have housewarming. One
thing that appeals strongly to mo is
that the place is self disappearing
they have their own ice plant. make
their own electricity, have their, own
machine shops and everything.
"As I sit here In the old palace
where oil the kings and queens OF
Hawaii held forth and look out over
the grounds with all their cocoanut
1t does seem a far cry back to WASH
ington, and l wonder If l will ever
get back there aGnin!"