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SOUTH SEA 
She was quite an altered being now to what she 
was a few months before: her features were shrunk 
and distorted, her hair torn and loose, her dark eyes 
rolling and flashing, betokened the storm within, her 
heaving bosom gave proof of the agitated heart ; but 
her step was firm, and she stood erect, as if with the 
last effort of a shattered frame she had determined to 
devote all her remaining strength to one great purpose. 
She was convinced that there remained no hope from 
human means for the restoration of her Tuanoa, and she 
therefore determined to visit the enchanter Kelkuewa, 
a thing seldom or indeed scarcely ever attempted before, 
even by the bravest of their chiefs. But Kinau, feeling 
strong in her virtuous cause, feared not, and dared de- 
struction in its wildest forms. Kelkuewa, the enchanter, 
resided in a glen at the bottom of the Pele of Nuanu, 
and near the entrance of which the enchanted waterfall 
of two thousand feet in descent finished its perpendicular 
career,— here was the supposed habitation of a lizard 
as large as a man, which the tradition of the islanders 
holds out as having resided there ever since the time of 
the Deluge. 
Kinau with firm determination commenced her task. 
Passing alone, away from her friends and neighbours, 
over the dark plains in the valley of Menoa, she soon 
began to ascend the steep and rugged mountain of 
Nuanu, and after excessive exertion reached its summit. 
She cast her wild eyes around, and saw the dark ocean 
which encompasses Oahoo ; she could hear its distant 
roar, as it broke with violence on the weather side of 
