WHALING VOYAGE. 
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Kinau, surrounded by her kindred, was seen in an 
agitated state, frequently looking towards the Pele of 
Nuanu, as if she depended upon the words of the 
enchanter, and wondering how the great spirit would 
interpose to save her beloved Tuanoa. Sometimes full 
of hope, her countenance brightened up a little, and 
she appeared to possess new life; then she would doubt 
the enchanter’s successful interference ; and then her 
gentle bosom was torn with a thousand conflicting pas- 
sions— despair, for a moment, shadowed her invincible 
spirit with his dark and death-hovering wings, and the 
beloved Kinau felt ready to sacrifice her beautiful form 
by any violent means. Tuanoa observed his adored 
girl with those acute feelings which the pencil cannot 
paint, nor the pen justly describe. He was bound to the 
insensate stake, which heard not the heart’s flutter or the 
despairing sigh — which felt not the tremulous shake of 
the confined but powerful limb that strove in vain 
to break from its moveless grasp ; at last, despairing, he 
hung from his confinement apparently a lifeless being. 
Another unfortunate but criminal victim was now given 
to the multitude and sacrificed ; and the next was to be 
Tuanoa, the beloved and innocent Tuanoa, who was 
insensible now from the mental anguish he had suffered, 
and moved not— the loss of his Kinau was more than 
he could bear — while the brave girl could no longer 
endure with inaction the uncertainty. She rushed 
through the crowd of her kindred— scaled the walls of 
the enclosure — glided between the guards with a super- 
natural quickness— and encircled with her devoted arms 
