"Keawe of the Bright House is out of spirits," said one to another. Indeed, and so he was, and little wonder.
Then the HALL came, and the whaleboat carried him on board. The after-part of the ship was full of Haoles (6) who had been to visit the volcano, as their custom is; and the midst was crowded with Kanakas, and the forepart with wild bulls from Hilo and horses from Kau; but Keawe sat apart from all in his sorrow, and watched for the house of Kiano. There it sat, low upon the shore in the black rocks, and shaded by the cocoa palms, and there by the door was a red holoku, no greater than a fly, and going to and fro with a fly's busyness. "Ah, queen of my heart," he cried, "I'll venture my dear soul to win you!"
Soon after, darkness fell, and the cabins were lit up, and the Haoles sat
