THROUGH HAWAII 
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pose. The thermometer, which is usually about 84° on 
the shore, stood at 60° in the hut where they slept. 
The singing of the birds in the surrounding woods 
ushering in the early dawn, and the cool temperature of 
the pure mountain air, excited a variety of pleasing sen¬ 
sations in the minds of all the party, when they awoke in 
the morning, after a comfortable night’s rest. The ther¬ 
mometer, when placed outside of the hut, stood at 46°. 
Having united in their morning sacrifice of thanksgiving 
to God, and taken a light breakfast, they resumed their 
laborious journey. The road, lying through thick under¬ 
wood and fern, was wet and fatiguing for about two 
miles, when they arrived at an ancient stream of lava, 
about twenty rods wide, running in a direction nearly 
west. Ascending the hardened surface of this stream 
of lava, over deep chasms, or large volcanic stones im¬ 
bedded in it, for a distance of three or four miles, they 
reached the top of one of the ridges on the western side 
of the mountain. 
As they travelled along, they met with tufts of straw¬ 
berries, and clusters of raspberry bushes, loaded with 
fruit, which, as they were both hungry and thirsty, were 
very acceptable. The strawberries had rather an insipid 
taste; the raspberries were white and large, frequently 
an inch in diameter, but not so sweet or well-flavoured 
as those cultivated in Europe and America. 
Between nine and ten in the forenoon they arrived at 
a large extinguished crater, about a mile in circum¬ 
ference, and apparently 400 feet deep, probably the 
same that was visited by some of Vancouver’s people, 
in 1792. The sides sloped regularly, and at the bot¬ 
tom was a small mound, with an aperture in its centre. 
By the side of this large crater, divided from it by a 
