LOST ISLAND
"Great big place," declared Jim, extending his arms wide as though to indicate the size. "Hobroken up a river."
"You don't happen to mean Hoboken, by any chance, do you, Jim?" Dave asked.
"Hobroken—dat's um, Hobroken," the Kanaka said, hugely pleased.
Dave rolled backward and roared with laughter.
"That's almost a part of a place called New York City, Jim," he said at last. "Did n't you ever hear of New York?"
The Kanaka nodded, but looked puzzled. He saw no cause for mirth.
"New York somewhere near there," he said.
"Well, what about Hoboken, Jim?" Tempest asked.
"One time I'd lika go to Hobroken again," was the reply, uttered impressively, "with two three dollars."
"Funny thing," said Tempest, blowing rings of smoke; "you 're not the first person I 've heard
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