And another, a lawyer and a grandfather: "We were always friends,
Alice. And remember, any legal advice or handling of business you
may require, I'll do for you gladly, and without fees, for the sake
of our old-time friendship."
Came a banker to her late Christmas Eve, with formidable, legal-
looking envelopes in his hand which he presented to her.
"Quite by chance," he explained, "when my people were looking up
land-records in Iapio Valley, I found a mortgage of two thousand on
your holdings there--that rice land leased to Ah Chin. And my mind
drifted back to the past when we were all young together, and wild-
-a bit wild, to be sure. And my heart warmed with the memory of
you, and, so, just as an aloha, here's the whole thing cleared off
for you."
Nor was Alice forgotten by her own people. Her house became a
Mecca for native men and women, usually performing pilgrimage
privily after darkness fell, with presents always in their hands--
squid fresh from the reef, opihis and limu, baskets of alligator
pears, roasting corn of the earliest from windward Cahu, mangoes
and star-apples, taro pink and royal of the finest selection,
sucking pigs, banana poi, breadfruit, and crabs caught the very day
from Pearl Harbour.
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