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ed, and the lower tier and sides are carefully covered with plan¬ 
tain leaves, on which the hog is laid after having his inside filled 
with hot stones enveloped with leaves; the whole is then covered 
with the same kind of leaves, ^nd the remaining stones are laid on 
him, over which is placed another covering of leaves, and this is 
covered with dirt, which had been taken from the hole: in the 
course of an hour it is perfectly cooked, the coverings are careful¬ 
ly removed, and the meat served up on clean plantain leaves, and 
no mode of cooking can possibly excel it in point of taste, clean¬ 
liness, or appearance. The bread-fruit is also enveloped in plan- 
sain leaves and roasted in the embers. When the hog was cook¬ 
ed it was served up to us in the circle, and we amused ourselves 
in dividing the choicest pieces among the handsomest girls, who 
testified much pleasure at the attentions paid to them, after which 
we extended our civilities to the other women, and divided the re¬ 
mainder among the men, after reserving a small portion to our¬ 
selves. A daughter of Gattaiiewa was among them; she was the 
wife of the chief who had met us on our arrival; she seemed no 
less friendly disposed than her husband, and embraced me as her 
father, reminding me frequently that from the exchange of names 
I had become such; from her filial affection she bestowed on me 
a bountiful supply of the red and yellow paint with which she was 
covered, and insisted on my sending away my boats and people 
and remaining with them until the next day, and no excuse that 
I could offer for my return to the ship would satisfy her; they all 
joined in her solicitations, and, as an inducement for me to remain, 
promised me the choicest matts to sleep on and the handsomest 
girls in the village to sing me to sleep. After our repast all the 
women joined in a song, which was accompanied by the clapping 
of hands; it lasted near half an hour, and was not unmusical. I in¬ 
quired the subject of it, and was informed by Wilson that it was 
the history of the loves of a young man and a young woman of 
their valley: they sung their mutual attachment and the praises of 
their beauty; described with raptures the handsome beads and 
whales’ teeth ear rings with which she was bedecked, and the 
large whale’s tooth which hung from his neck. They afterwards 
joined in a short song which they appeared to compose as they 
sung, in which I could plainly distinguish the words Ofiotee , ti ties, 
