LETTER XVI. 



A Grass Lodge — Alone Among " Savages " — A Dizzy Pali — Out of the 

 World — Elysium — A Lapse into Savagery— A Troubled Night — The 

 Waimanu Valley — A Silent World — A Pilikia. 



Waimanu Valley, Hawaii. 



I am sitting at the door of a grass lodge, at the end of all 

 things, for no one can pass further by land than this huge, 

 lonely cleft. About thirty natives are sittting about me, all 



Ordinary Female Costume. 



staring, laughing, and chattering, and I am the only white 

 person in the region. We have all had a meal, sitting round 

 a large calabash of pot and a fowl, which was killed in my 

 honour, and roasted in one of their stone ovens. I have for- 



