HOLIDAYS IN HAWAII 
English literature vocal in the air there above these 
alien scenes. Presently another went up, and then 
another, and still another, the singers behaving 
in every respect as they do by the Avon and the 
Tweed, and for a moment I seemed to be breathing 
the air that Wordsworth and Shelley breathed. 
Tf our excursion had taken us only to the island 
of Oahu and its beautiful city, it would have been 
eminently worth while, but the last week in May we 
took what is called the inter-island trip, a six days’ 
voyage among the various islands, when we visited 
the great extinct crater of Haleakala on Maui, and 
the active volcano Kilauea on Hawaii. It is a voy- 
age over several rough channels in a small steamer, 
and my friends said, “If you have not yet paid 
tribute to Neptune, you will pay it now.” But I did 
not. My companions were prostrated, but I see 
Neptune respects age, and my slumbers were undis- 
turbed. A wireless message had gone to Mr. Aiken, 
on the island of Maui, to meet us with his auto- 
mobile in the morning at the landing at Kahului. 
We were taken to the shore on a lighter, along with 
the horses and cargo, and there found our new 
friend awaiting us. 
The great mountain of Haleakala rose up in a long 
line against the sky on the left, and the deeply 
eroded and cafioned mountains of the older, or west, 
end of the island on our right. Toward the latter our 
guide took us. It was a pleasant spin along the good 
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