Honolulu Republican, Volume IV, Number 502, 21 January 1902 — WATERFRONT WICKEDNESS [ARTICLE]

WATERFRONT WICKEDNESS

MVSTEBIOUS XOO JUGS I MEETING NAUGHTY KNIGHTS OF NEPTUNE PROMPTLY PULLED BY THE POLICE. Wr-ie Lying m Wa-t in the Lumber they Are Surprised and Carted to Jail—They Might Have Done Wrong if they Hadn't Been Arrested by Far-Seeing Officers. A mounted patrolman on duty in ( the neigaborhood of the railway • wharf about midnight observed a crowd of sailors apparently lying in wait for som-thing to turn up. They appeared to be plotting by the lignt of the moon and seemed expectant j after the manner cf men who await 1 an enemy in a -lark place that they might rise up and slay him Thereupon the mounted patrolman put himself in communication with the polite station and called for the fatrol wagon and a squad of good and true men. Fast sped the patrol wagon to the scene of alleged contemplated action and quickly did the officers of the iaw enfold in their arms the sailors ] who had gathered together for pur- j poses best known to themselves. ' Fourteen men of the ocean were | packed in the wagon and hurried to i the station. There were men from the United j States hark Mohican, jolly, tidy looking tars who were sober and hap py, although a little vexed at being hauled in. They didn't understand j it. but took it ail in good part. There were men from the wind- 1 jammer Geoige Curtis. “What’s your name?" asked tlie ■ man at the desk. "Yon Yonson. from der Yorge Cur-; tis. yer excellence." “And your name, shorty?” “Hans Hanson, from der Prince i.oo-ey, yer honor." "Sone one will pay for this monkey i business,” said a bold young gentle 1 man from the staunch ship Florence 1 holding his head up and glaring at the night clerk. His conversation I was cut short by his pockets being searched. Altogether it was a merry crowd. Their faces were clean and they seemed a most decent looking lot of mariners. They were al! held, pending investigation into the cause of their lying in wait. The mounted patrolman reported j that me of the fellows had fired a , revolver into the air. The gun war.ot forthcoming v\’c was only taking’ a little wall '.rough ;er woods, don't yer know,* ..id a gentleman who had just been •lieved of an unopened bottle o! -omething liquid. “Where's ther woods?" asked another. surprised. "Why. through the lumber yard, of course, booby!” was the condecending reply. The recent trouble on the water front between the Union sailors and ncn-Union dm i has made the police very cautious and it is thought that the prompt action of the mounted patrolman last night may have prevented more serious trouble. The men themselves, however, laugh at this id**a and say lacy were just en ; joying the* moonlight.