Introduction Waikiki and
surfboards are only mentions
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Men and a Lady
By Mead Minnigerode
ILLUSTRATED BY DEAN CORNWELL
she was a dangerous woman!
She came on board at Honolulu.
In the general turmoil of departure her advent in our midst
was not noticed.
Most of us were gathered round Johnny Marsh, watching him
toss dimes overboard to the Kanaka boys.
The ship had docked the day before, and we had all had a
royal outing and a luxurious sleep ashore in that enchanted
city of the islands, which must be the secret abode of the
God of Things as They Should Be, certainly not of the God of
Things as They Are, for there are no such sunsets really as
we saw that day in Honolulu.
Johnny Marsh had driven, ridden, walked all over it, from
one end to the other, and most of us with him.
Up to the Pali, where he said “Gosh!" in a reverential tone;
over to the Punch Bowl; down through the Museum Gardens into
the Chinese Quarter, where he laughed inordinately at sundry
almond-eyed maidens, who laughed back at him in inscrutable
Then down to Waikiki, where we bathed and sunned, and chased
sand crabs, and watched Johnny Marsh get hit over the head
repeatedly by a recalcitrant surfboard.
All winding up with a fantastic meal at the Moana, full of
poi and ﬁsh, and strange fruits that ought to kill you but
do not, because no one ever dies in Honolulu—unless he be
Even the mosquitoes at the Moana never die, and they seemed
wicked enough in all conscience!