It is everywhere.

But for it, people could never have had summer homes on the summit of Mont Blanc; before its day, property up there had but a nominal value.

The ladies of the Hawaiian capital learned too late the right way to occupy a horse--too late to get much benefit from it.

The riding-horse is retiring from business everywhere in the world.

In Honolulu a few years from now he will be only a tradition.
We all know about Father Damien, the French priest who voluntarily forsook the world and went to the leper island of Molokai to labor among its population of sorrowful exiles who wait there, in slow-consuming misery, for death to come and release them from their troubles; and we know that the thing which he knew beforehand would happen, did happen: that he became a leper himself, and died of that horrible disease.