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The New Hawaiian Girl Explanatory
by [?]

[Turns her back upon him and starts to go.]

RALPH (pleadingly)

Oh, say now, let a fellow have a show.
I never meant to rouse your anger so;
I only meant–I–well, you see the change
Of climate was so sudden; and the strange
And gorgeous scenery, and your glorious eyes
Upset my brain. But you have put me wise.
I own that I had heard –

[Hesitates, and GIRL breaks forth again.]

Oh, yes, I know you heard
Wild tales of Honolulu; and were stirred
With high ambitions to return to Yale,
The envied hero of a wilder tale;
You thought each maiden on this Isle, perchance
Wore skirts of grass, and danced the Hula dance;
And gave her lips to any man for gold.

RALPH (interrupting)

Oh, ‘pon my honour, I was not so bold –

GIRL (ignoring, and with vehemence)

You thought the old time licence still prevailed;
You did not know across the heavens had sailed
A beautiful star in brilliancy arrayed,
The SELF RESPECTING NEW HAWAIIAN MAID –
Who prides herself upon her blood and birth
And holds her virtue at its priceless worth;
And stands undaunted in her rightful place
Snow white of soul, however brown of face,
Warmer in blood than your white women are
And yet more moral in her life by far
Than many a leader in your halls of fashion.

RALPH (gazing at her with admiration)

I vow I like to see you in a passion;
Such royal rage! Your forbear was, I know
Kame-a-lili-like-kalico,
Or some such name; who got in that great tiff
And tumbled all his foes down off the cliff.
I feel I’m lying with them in the valley
While you stand all triumphant, on the Pali.

GIRL (smiling and softened)

You mean Kamehameha First, I’m sure.
Yes, I am of his line.

RALPH

May it endure
Until the end of time; for you are GREAT;
The world needs women like you.

[GIRL turns to go.]

RALPH

Oh, now wait!
I want some flowers; please hang about my neck
A dozen lais; and give me half a peck
Of nice bouquets; then I will hire a band
And celebrate my entrance to your land.
I’ll dance the Hula, up and down the street
And cry Aloha, to each girl I meet;
And if she frowns, and calls me cad, and churl,
I’ll shout, Long Live the New Hawaiian Girl –
Rah, rah, rah, Yale, Yale, Yale!

[A Hawaiian Band is heard approaching.]

GIRL (laughingly, as she hangs lais about his neck)

Well, there’s your band; and since you are so kind,
To purchase all my flowers, I’ve half a mind
To favour you with, not the Hula, sir,
But something more refined, and prettier.
I’ll teach it to you; ask the band out there
To play the Hula Kui dancing air;
Then follow all I do, and copy me.
This is the way it starts, now one, two, three.

[After the dance ends, RALPH approaches the GIRL with tense face and speaks with great seriousness.]

Girl, though I do not even know your name,
Yet here I stand, and offer you my own;
It was for you I came, for you alone,
Across the half world. I have never known
Forgetfulness, since first your face I saw.
In coming here, I but obeyed Love’s law;
I thought it fancy, passion, or caprice;
I know now it is LOVE.

FLOWER GIRL (with emotion)

I pray you, cease;
You do not understand yourself; go, go;

[Urges him towards exit.

RALPH (seizing her hand)

I will not go until I hear you say
That you remember even as I do
That brief encounter on the street one day.

[FLOWER GIRL turns her face away and tries to free her hand.]

RALPH (exultantly)

Oh, it is FATE; and Fate we must obey.

[Takes ring from his finger.]

Let the ship go; but with my heart I stay.

[Attempts to place ring on GIRL’S finger. She wrenches her hand free, and stands with both hands behind her as she speaks with suppressed emotion.]

The heart of every Island girl on earth
I think hides one sweet dream, and it is this;
To one day meet a man of higher birth –
To win his heart,–to feel his tender kiss –
And sail with him to some far distant land.
This too has been my dream; wherein your face
Shone like a beacon.

[Repels RALPH as he starts forward.]

But I know your race,
Too well, too well. I know how such dreams end,
You could not claim me in your land, my friend,
For colour prejudice is rampant there.

RALPH (impetuously)

But I will stay for ever here, I swear, –

FLOWER GIRL

Nay, do not swear, you would but break the vow
As many another has. Our tropic sun
Affects men like a fever; when ’tis run,
Then their delusions pass. Oh leave me now;
I hear the whistle of your ship,–adieu!
Alohoa oie–may God be with you.

[Enter ETHEL hurriedly]

Come, Ralph, your mother and your sister wait
Quite frantic at the pier, lest you be late.
They sent me for you.

[Exit RALPH with ETHEL; he looks back and flings GIRL a wreath. GIRL smiles and sings Hawaiian song, picks up the wreath and drops face in her hands as Curtain goes down.]