64 Beniice P. Bishop Museum— BuUclin 



Now when Kaiialioa heard that Kahakaloa had fallen in the dust, he 

 vowed to seek revenge with his spear, a whole koa tree from Kahihikolo, 

 above Kilauea, so large that the birds sang in its branches while it was 

 being carried. The giant stripped some of the branches from this tree, 

 and they are growing at Kahihikolo now. 



As this giant with his huge spear came down from Xounou he was so 

 large that he hid the sun. A cold chill numbed the Iwnes of Kawelo. Fear 

 filled his brave heart. But he prepared for battle. 



On his right he placed his wife with her pikoi.* On his left he sta- 

 tioned Kamalama. Behind him he ordered his foster sons to wait. Thus 

 Kawelo stood with his mighty spear, ten fathoms long. 



Kawelo knew that by skill only could he hope for victory. He decided 

 not to wait long. Then he called out : 



I remember the days when we were young. 



Swelled now is the limit of Hanalei. 



Swelled above the eyes is the cloud of morning. 



In vain is the battle at the hands of children. 



The great battle will follow, 



As the deep sea follows the shallow water. 



In vain are the clouds dispersed. 



O Kauahoa. the strong one of Hanalei ! 



Awake, O Kamalama. the strong one of Kualoa ! 



Awake, Kawelo, the strong one of Waikiki ! 



Awake, Kaelehapuna, the strong one of Ewa ! 



Awake, Kalaumcki, the strong one of Waimea ! 



We will all gather together at noonday. 



Postpone the battle, my brother. Leave me. 



This is not the day for us to give an exhibition of battle. 



Friend of my boyhood days, with whom I made Ichua leis 



At Waikaee for our lord and older brothers. 



Awake, O Hanalei, the land of cliill and rain. 



The land where the clouds hover ! 



Awake O Kauahoa, the handsome one of Hanalei ! 



To these words the giant of Hanalei answered, "To-day we will give 

 battle. To-day either my spear will seek your death or your spear will 

 seek mine. To-day on one of us must fall the heavy sickness." 



This answer alarmed Kawelo, but he fanned his flickering courage 

 with the remembrance of the kite incident and replied : 



Hanalei, the land of cold and wet. 



Hanalei, the land where the clouds hover ! 



The Ukiiikiu, the northerly storm, of Hanakoa. 



The cliffs of Kalehuaweki are in vain. 



Tlic lama and Zi.'i!i~<-ili arc in flower. 



Tlie rain tliat flies lieyond Mamalahoa 



Is like Kauahoa, tlie man that Kamalama will defeat. 



*See Glossary. 



