HONOLULU. 375 
The natives, in colour, are between the Tongese and Feejees. ‘The 
grouping of the adobe walls, European houses with piazzas, native 
houses and pulperias, is as striking as the variety of feature and dress, 
from the Chinese in their loose shirt and trowsers and broad-brimmed 
straw-hat, to the well-dressed European, in cloth coat and tightly- 
strapped pantaloons. 
Every thing is earth-colour, with the exception of a few green 
blinds. The streets, if so they may be called, have no regularity as to 
width, and are ankle-deep in light dust and sand. Little pains are 
taken to keep them clean from offal; and, in some places, offensive 
sink-holes strike the senses, in which are seen wallowing some old and 
corpulent hogs. One of these, which was pointed out to us as belong- 
ing to the king, was tabooed, and consequently a privileged personage. 
The walk on shore, however, after so long a confinement to the ship, 
was agreeable. After having arranged my business, and received an 
introduction to the ladies of the consul’s family, I returned on board to 
read my letters from home. Every preparation was ordered to be 
made to weigh anchor at daylight, which is the only time at which the 
harbour can be entered, for the wind is then light and well to the east- 
ward. 
On the 25th, early in the morning, we got under way, in charge of 
the pilot, and stood into the harbour, the wind just enabling the fore- 
and-aft sails of the ship to draw full. Hawsers were prepared as guest- 
warps, with two or three hundred natives on the reefs to man them. 
The ship was given a strong headway by coming up with the outer 
buoy under all sail, when every thing was clewed up, and the ship 
luffed up to pass on, until the hawsers were reached, which, being 
taken on board and made fast, the natives marched off with. At this 
time it might almost have been thought that Bedlam had broken loose. 
The whole shore, harbour, fort, boats, vessels, and housetops, were 
covered with a mass of human beings, and a continual shouting kept 
up; for on the arrival of a man-of-war, all Honolulu is abroad, and at 
the water-side, or on the housetops. It is not novelty alone that creates 
this excitement, for they have many times witnessed the advent of a 
man-of-war; but they look upon it as a kind of silver shower that is to 
fall upon them, and joy and gladness, with a kindly welcome, were 
depicted upon every countenance. 
During the day, the foreign consuls, residents, and missionaries, called 
on board, and gave us a hearty welcome to the island, offering all the 
assistance that might lie in their power. ‘This kind reception, received 
from all, both foreigners and natives, gave us much pleasure, and 
tended to make us at once feel at home. Our arrival had been 
