a copy of both." And let me add that this was done while on the trip to Honolulu.
The time left to us on shore flew by swiftly with packing our valises and purchasing such things as we deemed necessary. It was a delightful day when we went down to the wharf at which the steamer lay, taking on her cargo and load of passengers. The latter were of all kinds and conditions, poor and rich, the business man, the pleasure seeker, and the rover in quest of a fortune.
"The man who goes to Honolulu with the expectation of striking it rich will be disappointed," remarked Dan, as having put our traps in the staterooms we came on deck to view the parting scenes. "I understand that while Honolulu is a city of thirty or forty thousand people, every profession and trade is more than crowded. The only thing needed there is capital to develop the natural resources. After that will come the chance for those who want to work."
My father and Mr. Raymond had come to see us off, and now, as the whistle blew, there was a hurried handshaking all around.
"Take good care of yourself, Mark," whispered my father. "Don't run into any such perils as you encountered in Cuba."
"I'll do my best to steer clear of them," I answered.
