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MISSIONARY TOUR 
branches of the bread-fruit tree. The sloping hills im¬ 
mediately behind, and the lofty mountains in the inte¬ 
rior, clothed with verdure to their very summits, inter¬ 
sected by deep and dark ravines, frequently enlivened 
by glittering waterfalls, or divided by winding valleys, 
terminate the delightful prospect. 
Shortly after coming to anchor, a boat came from the 
barge, for the chiefs on board, and I accompanied them 
to the shore. 
On landing, I was kindly greeted by Keoua, go¬ 
vernor of the place; and shortly afterwards met and 
welcomed by Mr. Stewart, who was just returning 
from morning worship with Keopuolani and her hus¬ 
band. 
We waited on Rihoriho, the late king, in his tent. 
He was, as usual, neatly and respectably dressed, 
having on a suit of superfine blue, made after the Eu¬ 
ropean fashion. We were courteously received, and 
after spending a few minutes in conversation respect¬ 
ing my journey to Hawaii, and answering his inquiries: 
relative to Oahu, we walked together about half a mile, 
through groves of plantain and sugar cane, over a 
well-cultivated tract of land, to Mr. Butler’s establish-- 
ment, in one of whose houses the missionaries were 
comfortably accommodated, until their own could be 
erected, and where I was kindly received by all the 
members of the mission family. 
After breakfast Ī walked down to the beach, and 
there learned that the king had sailed for Morokai, and 
that Kalakua intended to follow in the schooner in 
which she had come from Oahu. This obliged me to 
wait for the Ainoa, another native vessel, hourly ex¬ 
pected at Lahaina, on her way to Hawaii. The fore- 
