precipice, but a good deal of their interest in sightseeing was now gone.
"I don't know as I care to drive those horses back to Honolulu," remarked Captain Ponsberry, after he had insisted upon rewarding Larry by literally jamming a five-dollar gold piece down in his trousers pocket. "Have you got a man around here as can do it for us?" he asked of Ralph Harmon.
"I will drive them down, if you'll allow me," put in Larry. "I am going down, and I'll be glad of the ride. I'll give you my word they won't get away from me," he added confidently.
"There is no one around here, now," answered Harmon. "I have a native driver somewhere, but I am sorry to say he drinks and is not reliable."
"I shall feel safe with the boy," put in the Rev. Martin Wells. "Don't you say the same, Grandon?"
"Why not, seeing how well he handled them before? Give the lad the job, Nat, and let us have the best to eat that the house affords;" the last words to the keeper of the resort, who at once bustled off to stir up his fire and his sleepy native cook at the same time.
