The Daily Alaska empire., 1931-09-14
1.-THE STORY OF HAWAII"

One of the finest pieces of advertising literature that has come our way is a 34-page, magazine form book "The Story of Hawaii" published and sent out by the Hawaii Tourist Bureau which in an accompanying letter explains:
 Telling the story of Hawaii satisfactorily would require library of books, several guitars. the Waikiki moon and steamer ticket But here we've had the nerve to attempt it with printing press, news camera treasure island maps, and four coors Advance copies of this Story of Hawaii being sent 10 members of the Fourth Estate who have shown interest in the Hawaiian Islands. And of if you put it in type we won't be mad The beautiful book presents an authentic picture of the romantic islands out in the md-Pacific. It is in coors depicting the gorgeous yellows, greens, blues reds and pnks that abound in Hawaii. The pages are decorated with illustrations of human, animal and plant-life, all highly coored and true to highly colored country. The drawings, cartograph maps and decorations are the artistry of Ruth Taylor White, Honolulu of fine ability. The book, printed superfine paper. is from the presses of former Gov Farrington's Homo lulu Evening Star Bulletin.
 The brochures text is written in the warm, romantic spirit that is characteristic. But it must be so. Even then Hawaii must be seen to create adequate conception. Once seen all that you have heard all the impressions that you might have, no matter how extravagant, vanish and be- come inconsequentia Your immediate verdict is that the half has not been told. It surpasses your imaginings
 few quotations from the book will give an idea of its contents and, perhaps, half-idea of part of the truth:
 Only after you have been to Hawaii will you know how difficult it is to tell of its thrills. Your friends will listen, mentally shake their heads and think you mad. soft, moonstruck. It can't be helped For Hawaii is more than a fleet of islands. It's an emotion, an emotion unrelated to the work-a-day world that every day words stumble in telling of it. And even if you could define it. would believe you.
 Then of the trip to Honolulu:
 Watch the grey change to blue, then deepen into indigo Feel the caress of the warm breeze that has known cocopalms and coral sands. Watch green Molokai, then Oahu, rise out of the sea. Then around Diamond Head into another country. Honolulu harbor!
 Your shipmates line the rail There's Honolulu! Pam-fringed it climbs up the mountains that cup it runs back into narrow green valleys Waikiki, with it's great hotels Cottages along the shore. Excited speed boats, outrggers encircle the ship. Half pint sea sleds slap the waves and bounce like crazy flying fishes Tugs draw along side. Newspapermen photographers, half Honolulu, it seems boards your ship. You see your first flower lei Some one hangs three-foot string of ginger blossoms around your neck You hear tRe band, the shouts, the waving crowds. You know meaning of Aloha. The welcome is real Diving boys swarm in the emerald bay. dime hits the water after it brown body flashes, shiny wet.
 Alongside Down the gang plank, past the band through a rainbow of You're in Hawaii
 Then through the town, lei women Hawaiian, Japanese flappers laughing, chattering Towering trees, golden shower trees flame trees. strange land!
 The charming book ends with a well known tribute from the pen of Mark Twain, written when he was contemplating second trip to Hawaii after absence of twenty years from which the fol- lowing is excerpt:
 No alien land in all the world has any deep strong charm for but that one; other land could beseechingly haunt me sleeping and waking, through half life time that has done. Other things leave me, but that abides; other things change, but that remains the same. I feel the spirit of its woodland soli- tudes; hear the splash of it's brooks; in my nosrils still lives the breath of it's flowers that pershed twenty years ago. 
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