The Boerne Star (Boerne, Tex.), Vol. 37, No. 15, Ed. 1 Thursday, March 26, 1942 Page: 3 of 8
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1. In what state in the United
States is there a Thames river?
2. What is a hobble-de-hoy?
3. From what source comes the
expression, “Something is rotten
in Denmark”?
4. What is a chanson?
5. How many hands high is a
horse that is five feet tall?
6. Ascorbic acid is better known
as what?
7. How do we determine the
date of Easter Sunday?
8. What is the difference be-
tween ordnance and ordinance?
The Answers
1. There is a Thames river in
the state of Connecticut.
2. A lad between boyhood and
manhood; an inexperienced, awk-
ward youth.
3. “Hamlet” (Act I, scene IV).
4. A song.
5. Fifteen hands (a hand is four
inches).
6. Vitamin C.
7. It falls on the first Sunday
after the first full moon after the
21st of March.
8. Ordnance refers to artillery;
military supplies or stores. Ordi-
nance pertains to established rule;
rite or law.
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This is the concluding installment
to this story of the DEEP WATER
ISLAND, Alakoa.
“What is this?” Dick asked.
“Didn’t you know that James
Wayne has been making additional
payments on Alakoa, all through the
last twenty years?”
“I thought he was; I couldn’t
prove it, I guess.”
“You can prove it now. That’s a
receipt from Garrett Waterson for
two hundred and seventeen thou-
sand dollars. Incompetent or not,
he was properly paid for Alakoa;
and that receipt acknowledges it. I
thought I’d better get it for you—
and save you a headache.”
“Karen,” Dick asked, “why have
you done this?”
“I’m sick of having you worry for
fear I’m going to get your island
uway from you. I don’t want your
old island. You’d better take care
of that receipt, and not sit there
creasing it all up. Your brothers
are going to want it—and I suppose,
after all, Alakoa is more theirs than
yours.”
He wondered irrelevantly if he
should tell her that this was not so;
but let it pass. “What are you go-
ing to do now?”
“I’m going back to San Francisco
and look for a job.”
“But Garrett Waterson will
want—”
“I’m not going to fasten onto him.
He’s got troubles of his own.”
There was a long silence after
that. “It seems to me,” Dick said
at last, “that neither one of us has
been very sensible about any of this.
All the way along we’ve kept fight-
ing over the most trivial things—is-
lands, and grandfathers, and Kana-
ka girls, and who busted a lei on
James Wayne’s desk. It certainly
looks as if we ought to run out of
things to fight and quarrel over,
pretty soon.”
“Don’t you know,” Karen asked,
“whose lei that was? Don’t you
know who was with James Wayne
when he died?”
“I don’t even care,” Dick said.
“I care. It’s taken me a week’s
detective work even to find out what
you were talking about. And I’m
going to tell you about it, whether
you’re interested or not.”
“I just don’t think it’s important
now,” Dick said.
“I do. Because that was what
really broke us up. It made you
say things to me that were perfectly
awful—unforgiveable things, Dick.
And I didn’t know, then, even what
you meant when you talked about a
broken lei.”
“If only you had told me—”
“I couldn’t tell you because I
didn’t know. I know now. When
you went into your uncle’s office,
and found him dead, there was a
broken lei of ginger blossoms on
the floor; and you thought that it
was the lei you gave to me. But
I’ve had to talk to Tsura, and Lilua,
and Hokano, before I even found
out that much.”
“You mean to tell me that you
really weren’t there? You weren’t
with James Wayne that night at
afi?”
“Of course not. But I’ve pieced
together what happened, now. The
lei you gave me that night was a lei
that Lilua made for you; but that
was not the only lei she made. She
made another lei for Hokano; and
he was wearing it, when he came
looking for her that night.”
“You mean that it was Hokano
who—”
“Hokano was looking for Lilua. I
could have told him where to look
for her. But he couldn’t find her
because she was in your room.”
“Karen, I swear that nothing—”
“Oh, I know. As a matter of
fact—” a malicious little twinkle
flickered in Karen’s eyes—“I think
I had already warned you to lock
your door. But Hokano didn’t know
anything about that. He saw James
Wayne’s light; he stepped into
James Wayne’s office through the
window, and demanded to know
where Lilua was. Of course your
uncle was furious that a large, very
wet Kanaka should come crashing
into his office through a window'.
His an,ger was too much for him,
on top of everything else. He stood
up and threatened Hokano; and then
just suddenly collapsed and was
gone. Hokano leaned across the
desk, to see if he was really dead.
The ginger blossom lei caught on
the corner of the desk and broke;
and just then Tsura came tapping
at the door, peddling her glass of
milk.”
“Hokano told you this?”
“Most of it. Who else could? He
was the only one who knew.”
“This is all very surprising,” Dick
said.
“I don’t think so. I don’t think
it’s even interesting. I went to the
trouble to find out because I wanted
to know what you were talking
about. I can’t remember now why
t thought it mattered.”
“And I still don’t think it mat-
ters,” Dick said. “I don’t think it
matters at all what either one of us
has said or thought or done.”
“In short,” Karen said, “you
haven’t a leg to stand on; so, that
being the case, you favor calling
the whole fight off.”
He stepped into James Wayne’s
office through the window, and de-
manded to know where Lilua was.
“I have no /doubt,” Dick agreed,
“th'at I am a complete fool. Worse
than that—much worse—I am also
unlucky. I simply don’t get the
breaks—and I suppose that’s the
worst thing you can say about any
man.”
“You get as good breaks as any-
one does. The principal trouble with
you is that you don’t show any
sense.”
“I think it’s time for both of us
to show a little sense. People never
get anywhere trying to dope out who
was to blame, for what. If people
like to be together, that should de-
cide what they’re going to do.”
“Such as—?”
“What’s the sense in going to Hon-
olulu? I don’t have to go to Hono-
lulu, and neither do you. The Holo-
kai can just as well put about and
lay a course for Nuku Hiva. How
do you know you wouldn’t like Nuku
Hiva? I’ll bet any amount you’ll
think it’s a whole lot prettier than
San Francisco.”
“My word,” Karen smiled faintly.
“I believe it’s meant to be a pro-
posal!”
“Call it what you want to,” Dick
said. “Don’t you think—don’t you
think—”
“Would you like to know what I
think? I think you’re tiresome. You
sit there talking on and on, when all
a person wants is to go to sleep.
Now, you can sit there talking to
yourself as long as you want to,
but I’m going to sleep, anyway,”
said Karen.
Dick stood up. “I’ve got a great
mind to set a course for Nuku Hiva
anyway, and make you like it!”
Karen laid her head on her arms
and closed her eyes. “You’re al-
ways shanghaiing somebody,” she
said. “But ask yourself—what does
it ever get you?”
Dick stood looking down at her
quiet face, and wondering why he
had ever hoped to understand this
girl. “Nothing, I guess,” he ad-
mitted at last.
WNU-RELEASE
CHAPTER XVII
He went out into the main cabin,
sat down at the table, and laid out
a hand of solitaire; but when it was
laid out he sat staring vacantly at
the cards. He had reason enough
to be sick of solitaire. Then pres-
ently he became aware that he was
infinitely weary, and that he had
as much reason as Karen to be in
need of sleep. He laid his head on
the table, convinced now that there
was no longer on the face of the
sea any uncertainty worth keeping
a man awake; and was almost im-
mediately asleep.
He must have slept a long time,
for when he awoke daylight was
coming in the ports. In front of
him on the table had been placed a
tray containing a wilted sprig of
celery, and a glass of cold water
that sloshed about with the Holo-
kai’s roll; but it didn’t seem to him
much of a joke.
Then as he shook the sleep out of
his eyes he was suddenly aware that
something was wrong. The sun ap-
peared to be rising in the west; and
when he had thought about that for
a minute he knew that they should
have been in Honolulu many hours
ago. He could hardly believe that
the Holokai had been into Honolulu
harbor, and set Karen ashore, and
put to sea again, without waking
him up; but that was the only ex-
planation he could think of at first.
Certainly the Holokai was tearing
southward at a roaring clip.
He went on deck and found In-
yashi at the wheel. “What’s the idea
of not waking me up in Honolulu?”
“Honolulu?”
“Don’t stare at me like a block-
head!” Dick shouted. “What time
did we leave Honolulu?”
“We—we haven’t been to Hono-
lulu, Captain.”
“You haven’t been—well, where
do you think you’re going?”
“Why—Why—Oh* I was afraid of
this,” Inyashi moaned.
“Well, speak up! What do you
think you’re doing?”
“Miss Waterson—Miss Waterson—
she said you had changed the
course, Captain. She said you want-
ed me to bring about and lay for
the Marquesas. She said you had
decided not to go to Honolulu. She
said you were asleep, and she said
I was supposed to—”
“Dear heaven,” Tonga Dick said.
“You go ask her yourself. She’s
up there in the bow. Captain Ton-
ga, I try to set what course you say?
But I didn’t know what to do when
she came and—”
The mainsail was partly to blame;
the Holokai’s low-swung booms
made part of the deck invisible
from the wheel. But the real rea-
son that Dick had not found Karen
before now was that he had not ex-
pected her to be there. It had been
very definitely fixed in his mind that
she was gone from his ship, gone
altogether out of his life.
He went forward hesitantly, part-
ly humble, partly dazed by his luck.
He stood close beside her at the
rail, and drew her against him with
one arm.
“Well, good morning!” Karen
said. “Do you always sleep in your
clothes? Because I don’t think it
does them any good.”
Dick said stupidly, “We—we didn’t
go to Honolulu after all, did we?”
“Certainly not. Silly effort of
yours—chasing off to Nuku Hiva.
Did you think you’d get away from
me as easily as that?”
A great cloud of flying fish went
up before the bows of the Holokai,
making a flickering rainbow on the
face of the warm sea.
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