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around us. Flying fish were abundant. 

 Above all, land was in sight. Soon a 

 hazy outline of mountains was made 

 out. Diamond Head was distinguished ; 

 red hillsides and green valleys slowly 

 became visible, and at last the fringe 

 of coconuts on Waikiki beach. It was 

 easy now to understand the nautical 

 term "hug the shore,'' for we were all 

 ready to embrace any form of soil that 

 would allow a firm foothold. As we 

 swung in towards the dock at Hono- 

 lulu, we were not disappointed in see- 

 ing the naked Hawaiian boys swim out 

 to the steamer ready to dive for pen- 

 nies which the passengers threw over 

 to them. 



We of course looked for algae 

 around the wharf, but in vain. The 

 only sign of vegetation of any kind 

 were the wreaths of flowers (lets) 

 which the brown natives wore on their 



