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and the two officers agreed to this. The people then waded in and hfted up the canoe 

 onto their shoulders, both on the inside and outside of the canoe with Kawelo, Kama- 

 lama as well as all the rest of the people still seated in the canoe. At this time 

 Kawelo quietly asked Kamalama: "Where are we?" Kamalama answered: "We are 

 over the dry sand where some of the prickly grass grows." Kawelo then said to 

 Kamalama: "You go to my feet." Kamalama then proceeded to the feet of Kawelo, 

 pulled the end of the rope which held the bundle, and Kawelo was loosened. Kawelo 

 then rose with his war club, Kuikaa. When the people who were following along 

 either side of the canoe saw Kawelo, they called out in a loud voice: "O, you will all 

 .be killed! Here is Kawelo standing in the canoe." When those who were carrying 

 the canoe on their shoulders heard this call, they looked onto the canoe and when they 

 saw Kawelo, they dropped the canoe down, crushing a good many of the people, 

 while some of them were so afraid of Kawelo they were unable to run. Kawelo 

 then looked towards Wailua and saw that the sands were in disorder and were hol- 

 lowed out in places, leaving little gulches here and there, with the rocks exposed. And 

 when he saw the people like the bending of the surf, he chanted: 



How numerous are the high surfs today below ! 



The ocean is bathing in foam. 



Is it the sea of Kahinalii?'^ 



For the rocks are exposed and the sand is in hollows, 



And the rocks are in heaps in Wailua. 



The sands that once were level 



Are cut up and are in gulches ; 



Cut up by the rocks of Kauai, 



Great Kauai, isle of Ichuaf^ 



Land of death and lacking in love, 



Whose people are not the friends of Kawelo. 



At the close of this chant, Kawelo paused awhile and then continued: 



O thou owl, O thou owl ! 



The owl that is wet by the rain. 



The owl that is hooting in the rain, 



You are hit by Kawelo, 



By the soldier of the noonday, 



The soldiers of the waters of Wailua, 



Of the path that leads to Kaupea 



Where you and I are made weary, 



Onionikaua.^^ 



The men are all at the sand point, 



They are found within Kuikaa, 



The kapued head of Kuikaa. 



Grind your teeth in rage. 



Grind your teeth in rage. 



"Perhaps it is the flood. "Oiiionikuua, one of Aikanaka's generals; lit., Let us 



"Isle of Iclua trees, figurative of numerous soldiers. contest. 



