lulu, but with the eternal cloud hanging over Nuuanu valley, the shower and the rainbow giving a strange and picturesque beauty to the scene. The churchbells rang a merry peal, and the people in light costume, decked with flowers, hurried to the church. The same old story was told in the churches of the South that we hear in the churches of the North. It is the same Savior the world over, who came upon earth, suffered and died that we might have eternal life. Man reviled and rejected Him then, just as man reviles and rejects Him to-day. The hooting mob that over eighteen hundred years ago cried, “Away with him, crucify him, crucify him," were no more unreasonable than the anti-missionary element who deride and vilify the men and women who are giving their lives to His sacred cause to day.

With the approach of the New Year again came the question of pardon for the political convicts. They had influential friends who were friendly to the republic. The convicts, after failing to get their liberty on Thanksgiving, changed their tone, and began to beg for mercy. It would require men with harder

hearts than President Dole and his cabinet to refuse their request, so it became rumored that the leaders. of the rebellion in 1895 would be pardoned January I, 1896. They had spent almost a year on the reefs, (Hawaiian prison), and the republic could afford to be generous, as it had been exceedingly prosperous.

It

had crushed a rebellion, the power of monarchy was gone forever, the latest lottery scheme had failed; so New Year's day was set apart for the pardon of the remaining rebels of the year before. They were Charles T. Gulick, W. T. Seward, John F. Bowier, Robert W. Wilcox, John H. Wise, Joseph Clarke, J. W. Bipikane, and John Lilikoi.

At half-past nine on New Year's morning, the eight prisoners were called up and heard their pardons read with deepest interest. The Government was represented by Minister Damon, Attorney-General W. O. Smith, and Judge J. A. Magoon for the board of Prison Inspectors. The Attorney-General read the pardons, and made a few remarks which fell upon appreciative hearts, to which Major W. T. Seward replied with sentiments of regard for the clemency extended by the Government, and the others displayed their appreciation by grasping the hands of the officials. Then the eight men, who, if they had been the prisoners of the monarchy, would have been beheaded, walked out, once more free, and we hope wiser and better men.

The great event of the day was the reception of the President at the capitol building, which was held at II A.M. Long before the hour appointed for the reception, vast crowds began to gather about the building, and when the President and his wife appeared they were greeted with cheers. They were attended

by Colonel J. H. Soper and staff, with many ladies and eminent civilians, forming a brilliant retinue.

Among the distinguished callers at this official reception were Minister Willis and the entire diplomatic corps of the United States, the foreign ministers and consuls of Great Britain, France, Germany, Norway, Sweden, Spain, Italy, Japan, and China. The commander and officers of the Boston, as well as those of a British man-of-war in the harbor, were also among the callers.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Dole, Mrs. Paul Newman, Mrs. Lowrie, and other ladies gave a reception to the young men of Honolulu at the Y. M. C. A. Hall. From twelve to two an excellent luncheon was served, and great pains were taken to gather in all the strangers in the city, without regard to their circumstances or standing in society. The sailors from the ships were urged to come in and partake of the excellent collation spread for them.

CHAPTER XX

VOYAGE TO KAUAI

AT 5 P.M. January 6, 1896, I found myself on the deck of the little inter-island steamer Mikahala, waiting for the crew to get the cargo abroad, and sail for Kauai, the Garden Island.

Among the freight that was taken aboard that afternoon was a pair of mules. One of them was a surly, ill-natured brute, evidently a lineal descendant of Balaam's stubborn beast. Any one who had ever had any dealing with mules could read the character of this one at sight. He had but two motives in life, they were to "buck" and kick. His companion, a very sober and decently behaved fellow, was led along the dock to the side of the ship, the bands fastened about his body, the hook from the derrick slipped into the ring, when he was gracefully swung into the air and deposited on the deck, without missing a chew on his wisp of hay.

But the "bucker" had made up his mind to brook no such nonsense. He had unhorsed too many riders and burst too many saddle girths, to allow any one to elevate him in any such fashion, and he imagined

that he had a picnic in store. When the ship's hands went near him to adjust the gearing by which he was to be lifted on board, he made some vigorous protests with his heels, and they were compelled to use extraordinary caution in adjusting the belts around him. As he stood with the rigging lying loosely on his body, the mule seemed to smile as if saying to himself: “Just wait till they try to tighten that cinch, and see the fun."

When every

I saw the fun and it excelled a circus. thing was ready, the mate blew his whistle, the engine started, and the belt began to tighten. The time to "buck" had come, and the mule humped himself, kicked out behind and leaped into the air, intending to fall hard enough to burst the thing to "flinders," but to his utter amazement he was swept off his feet, and could not touch the ground. As he swung higher into the air, with his kicking legs, wagging head, and rapidly moving tail, he resembled a huge spider hanging by its thread at the sport of the wind. The bawl with which he began operations died away in a groan of disgust, and he was so mad when he reached the deck that for several moments he refused to stand. After the rigging was removed he was induced to rise, but he nursed his grudge for the ship's crew, and let fly his heels at them every time any one came near him.

Mr. Dillingham, president of the Oahu Railroad,