CHAPTER IV

The assembly halls echoed an ominous awakening on the following morning

when the legislature began to hustle within the broad corridors or

gather upon the marble steps in front. Liliuokolani, composed and

reliant, sat in regal attire, not far away, anxiously awaiting the word

that should confirm or deny her most sanguine expectations. Uniformed

couriers ran to and fro over the smooth-paved streets, carrying alike

the letter of commendation or the communication of state.

An _oo_ fluttered in at the open window, and perching upon the gilded

scepter warbled a friendly note. The queen looked up with softened eyes

at its yellow-purpled tufts, and reveried a deep-felt thought:

“How innocent, yet supremely beautiful. I wish I were you,--no; they’d

pluck my feathers,--singing the song of freedom, basking in the

God-light of truth.”

Only striven duty answered; she must grind out the essence of her

existence as countless numbers of mere humans before had done. Shortly

the high chamberlain approached and bowing low notified his sovereign

that the legislature stood convened, humbly awaiting her majesty’s

pleasure. Liliuokolani hesitated, then bending forward, with parchment

in hand, said kindly but firmly:

“The Queen’s Message.”

The high chamberlain--Jefferson Pauahieu Arnstook, a half-caste

prince, formerly resident of Lanai, banker at Honolulu, and broker to

his majesty, Kalakaua--took the significant document from the queen

with feelings of respect, though somewhat of misgivings, and without a

word forthwith dispatched his charge to the halls of legislation.

Its arrival at desk became the signal for renewed interest,

particularly in the galleries where had gathered the fortune and the

flower of social Hawaii. Hans Gutenborj was there, surrounded by

Progressionists, Royalists, and Patriots alike. Norton and Wayntro, Lou

Isaacs, a money changer, and Ah Mla, the Chinese merchant and opium

dealer, buttonholed or importuned members who came into the balconies

to greet a friend or scent the trend of opinion. Bender busied himself

on the floor, while a host of the fairest, in flowing garments and

modest adornment, looked down from the circle above. Kaiuolani leaned

from a box in the rear, and Ihoas glanced guardedly at her idol, the

artist member from Diamond Head. When the chairman had ceased rapping

and the queen’s message was announced, a momentary quiet broke into an

uproarious hand clapping and the shouting of hearty cheers.

Each member hastened to his seat, while Don Dupont, the dapper

sergeant-at-arms, arose and with a clear voice and pronounced accent

read the message through. A painful silence ensued, then Xane Bender

led, and every patriot in that house and not a few of the Royalists

applauded with zest. Barely respecting the occasion Colonel Young,

member from Honolulu, marvelled at the measures proposed, while

Kaiuolani rose in her seat and waving a handkerchief cried approval.

Gutenborj, too, showed conservatism, though from a different motive,

and Varnum, the banker, colored with anger. Now and then a submerged

hissing feebly issued aloft, though few there heeded the portent and

none of the more ardent, excepting Aokahameha, divined the measure of

its significance.

After the first shock had passed and the importance of the queen’s

recommendations commenced to unfold, the spectators began shifting

about or settling in corners discussing the probabilities and searching

for a motive.

“It is an outrage upon decency!” shouted Varnum, to his neighbor

Gutenborj, who sat quietly contemplating the best means of turning a

dilemma into a resource of safety.

“There is more behind this latest move than the most vigilant among

us dare suspect,” continued Varnum, not having made any apparent

impression upon his immediate listener.

“Things have come to a pretty pass, if law and order shall abide

savagery!” burst again from the irritated banker’s lips, just in time

to greet the ears of Mr. Whilom S. Harvenoiq, the American minister,

who had edged himself into an audience, uninvited.

“See here, Varnum,” ventured Gutenborj, the largest individual property

holder in the Islands, whose patience no longer bore him silence;

“that sort of talk can do no earthly good, and what is more, it may do

irreparable harm. My humble advice, if such be meet, would be to hold

your tongue.”

“I am a white man, sir; and I believe in the domination of

superiority,” replied the injudicious Progressionist.

“There are others, I believe, who are also considered white,”

pleasantly retorted the modest Royalist.

“Would you so forget our wives and daughters as to tolerate these

infernal schemes, make of our land a gambling dive and an opium joint?”

queried the excited financier, with vehemence.

“Hold! man; I would neither forget our pocketbooks. Both of the

measures are expedient, and would replenish the national treasury

without taxing you or I a cent or interfering with our morals one

whit. I am not sure but the queen is more prudent than we, after all,”

answered Gutenborj, thoughtfully.

“A clever monstrosity; and, if I mistake not, the groundwork for a

larger army! That is where we shall end, Hans Gutenborj,” growled the

intolerant Varnum, with more of heat than prudence.

“I dislike your intemperance; please excuse me, my good friend,”

replied the philosophic planter, as he arose and walked away in company

with Harvenoiq.

The suspense following the reading of the message bore heavily upon

all those members who were already pledged to support the queen’s

proposals. Bender had been active among local politicians and, though

in fact a resident of Honolulu, his membership from the lower island,

Hawaii, gave him a powerful influence with the outside and preponderant

constituency. He could already count a safe majority, and felt that by

the time the orators had finished debating the question, the Patriots

for and the Progressionists against the bills, the patriotism of the

Royalists had made certain Liliuokolani’s victory.

Elmsford was entrusted with making the opening address,--quite willing

to do anything that might encourage his chance with the princess,--and

when he had ceased haranguing, and proudly looked hence, only Ihoas led

a fairly hearty encouragement from the gallery above.

Kaiuolani, too, seemed not any the less enthusiastic, but her interest

apparently centered in the subject alone, for when Young arose, cool

and magnificent, to lead the opposition her eyes riveted upon him and

did not relax until the last word had fallen from his lips; when she

arose and clapped her hands vigorously, to the utter astonishment of

all--Patriots, Royalists, and Progressionists, none of whom ventured to

emulate her example. Even Martha Norton dared not voice a sentiment,

though she sat facing the speaker and coldly smiled; whereupon Bender

laughed and imprudently cheered.

It now came Aokahameha’s turn to urge the passage of the bills, and

as the tall man arose and thundered forth his native eloquence, in

support of ancient law and traditional right, roar after roar of

applause went up from the floor only to be hurled back again doubly

strong by the galleries. There was no mistaking the sentiment of either

the legislature or the audience there assembled, and as the speaker

waxed hotter and grew stronger the hearts and minds of men and women

ceased to bicker and barter the crimsoned promise or lofty notions of

race superiority. It were enough that man should resolve the virtue of

higher being in the light of righteous intent, and the power of oratory

swept them into the vortex of larger truth.

When the last round of applause had died out a deep, strange

uncertainty seized upon the more thoughtful and everybody breathed

heavily in the pause that followed. There seemed to be no unity

of purpose, not a fixed ground upon which to base a reasonable

presumption. Men and women, completely wrapped in mysticism, groped

through the dismal halls, unsettled in bearing and doubtful of their

safety, while Xane Bender moved freely about and hovered over all like

a sphinx in lowering darkness.

The queen sat some distance away silently, hopefully awaiting the vote

that should restore a lost and beneficent heritage. She had more at

stake than any other living soul in that land, yet bore the suspense

with a fortitude and dignity that none had hitherto shown.

The inactivity either in the balconies or upon the floor did not

last so very long, however, for the Progressionists soon came to

realize that in some mysterious way their schemes were being placed

in jeopardy; and that, too, by one of their own number. They could

understand how Bender, a shrewd cattle man from the mountain wilds to

the southward, might stoop to any expediency, would for a purpose play

them false, but what was the consideration? How should he profit by the

ruse?

Throughout the halls little knots of members or interested spectators

eagerly sought for the secret or discussed plans to check their

opponents’ rising strength. On the Patriots’ side of the house each

moment lent enthusiasm and Bender’s leadership grew in popularity:

rapidly moving from one to another his judgment soon became the keynote

to success and his counsel was finally heralded with respect. Not a few

volunteered their hitherto doubtful support, and everywhere he went,

among his adherents, they loudly proclaimed him “The Champion Ranger

from Waiahiui.”

Amid the confusion upon the floor, led by Bender on one hand and

Varnum, an outsider, on the other, a far more significant gathering,

though small in numbers, sitting in the extreme front of the balcony,

discussed seriously the impending crisis and prospective ballot.

Guttenborj, Harvenoiq, and Young thus constituted their own audience,

and the subject that concerned them most grew out of the likelihood,

should the queen gain control, of Young being dismissed from the army;

or, if retained, would he be placed at its head? A grave matter this

was, and not from choice did the ambitious young officer tolerate the

presence of an American diplomat in the ventilation of a question so

personal, but out of respect for his employer’s wish made no protest,

feeling it a duty to express himself freely and without reserve. The

man whose confidence and favor had raised him from a small mercantile

clerkship to the position of chief adviser to the largest concern in

the Islands, made it possible for him to win social distinction, stand

at the head of one branch of the militia, and meet and gain the love of

a prospective occupant of the throne, wielded an influence little short

of conviction; hence, perhaps unwittingly, Young freely subordinated

his own interests to those of Gutenborj.

Directly facing them, far back to the rear, sat Kaiuolani, Ihoas, and

Norton--who had nosed herself into an unwelcome tolerance. They were

admiring the beautiful costumes or casting side glances at the young

gallants, particularly the one in the farther end of the balcony.

Presently Aokahameha entered the box; and complimenting him upon his

splendid success in debate Ihoas, after a little, withdrew.

Norton acted less discreetly, and took it upon herself to lead in a

decidedly frigid conversation. Neither of her listeners paid more than

civil attention to her stilted remarks or considered seriously the

silly effusion of weak sentimentality indulged; though immediately she

broached the subject of Young’s emulation, and undertook foolishly

to elicit an expression, they rebelled and politely made known the

agreeableness of her absence. Then and not until then the piqued woman

arose and excused herself for having intruded.

“I really pity Martha,” said Kaiuolani, sympathetically, though

contemplating more the situation of a menial than of a lady.

“I am not quite certain that she deserves as much,” replied Aokahameha,

recalling his accidental but well-fixed opinion.

“But she is ambitious, and I do so love to see a deserving person

succeed,” continued the princess, with no thought of Norton’s really

patent but unsuggestive designs.

“A very laudable termination for truly worthy effort,” remarked her

listener, with due respect.

“I should believe her worthy, if, perhaps, well advised,” remarked

Kaiuolani, still heedless of the young lady journalist’s aspirations.

“Possibly. I presume there are circumstances under which she might

be considered the equal of the man she covets. At all events, their

marriage could in no manner influence our regard for them,” said

Aokahameha, adroitly, though fully anticipating the force of his

remarks.

The shock proved greater than he had expected. It opened Kaiuolani’s

eyes and she faltered helpless under the stress of a sudden realization

of her predicament. She had chosen so to forget as to love beneath her

station; and Aokahameha knew it: possibly all of her friends at that

moment, out of respect, withheld their condemnation. Then the bare

consciousness of a rival seized upon her and, in consequence, what

cared she for rank or birth? Love reasserted its sway, and bald reason

fell a weakling at the call of heart. She would face even an inferior

to win love’s trophy, though triumph cost her undoing.

The observant prince left her there to conjure an undisputed

feeling, and hurried to his seat on the floor; the vote upon the

enactment--framed into one sweeping bill--had been called, and no time

or strength must be lost. Aokahameha proved faithful, and when the

“Ayes” had determined a safe majority a thunderous applause startled

the dead walls within or rent the still air without. In the pandemonium

that followed the efforts of weak-kneed statesmen to change face,

Young’s fruitless ballot was lost to notice; and turning--doubtfully

conscious--he read in Kaiuolani’s tears a kindly consolation. She had

this time happily expressed a becoming loyalty, but her heart was his;

and out of their love arose a strength to measure any destiny.

The queen alone remained fixed and undisturbed. The news of victory

only impressed her more deeply with the gravity of an unalterable

situation. She was not there to exult over a triumph conceived in

justice, nor to sympathize unduly with those who would base their

contentions solely upon material progress. Life to her held a deeper

meaning, and turning thought to loftier ideals her majesty awaited

calmly the conclusion of business, then forthwith and unhesitatingly

prorogued that legislature.

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