Mary Robins and a fun fishing story, 1918.

NEWS FROM THE LIGHT STATION OF HONOLULU HARBOR.

Please be patient with me, O Editor of the Kuokoa Newspaper, and include my little news from the day of Washington’s birthday.

At 3 p. m., we went walking around the pier of the lighthouse to check out what was new; we saw the fireworks and heard its sound, and saw an American flag with a balloon carrying this flag so beautiful to see.

After that, we spotted a huge octopus headed towards us, then it went below the pier, stayed there quietly for a minute or so, and then we saw it again beneath some big rocks; I went down to go find a place where I could stick my hands in, and when I saw it was the right time to grab the big hee, there were two things I felt at the same time, fear and regret; I pushed aside my fear and it was the feeling of regret that I concentrated on, whereupon I grabbed the head of the hee, and its tentacles latched on tightly to the rocks, and it thought it would be victorious, but it would not be triumphant over me because I had its head grasped tightly in my hands.

This is the very first time that I have caught a big hee, from my birth until this Washington Day,¹ and I am 34 years old now; I have caught hee, but they were small and not like this huge one, and thus I am making this news known, and it is something that should make all reading the Kuokoa happy, learning that the hands of a woman caught a huge hee; and I extend my appreciation to the Heavens for giving me this great hee that weighs 10 pounds and more perhaps, its tentacles are 3 feet long, and its head is 7 inches long.

Our assistant keeper Henry Au has also thanked me for my fearlessness in grabbing that big hee, and so too our friends, Mr. Woodward and Kaulani, and this is something joyous for my family should they see this news.

With all of you, the keiki of the Kukalahale rain of Honolulu goes my great appreciation.

MRS. MARY ROBINS,

Wife of Honolulu’s Light House Keeper

Honolulu, Feb. 25, 1918.

¹Washington’s birthday holiday was a precursor to what we now call Presidents’ Day.

[The right edge of the last column is not legible online, but it is barely legible on the microfilms!]

(Kuokoa, 3/1/1918, p. 3)

HE WAHI MEAHOU MA KA HALE KUKUI O HONOLULU HARBOR

Ka Nupepa Kuokoa, Buke LVI, Helu 9, Aoao 3. Maraki 1, 1918.

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