A NATIVE MONODY. 179 
Tun hoa i ta u'a e ta matani, 
Tuu hoa i ta vera o ta la, 
Tuu hoa i ta ami o ta mouna, 
Tuu hoa i ta ino, 
Tuu hoa i ta marie, 
Tuu hoa i mau tai awaru, 
Ue, ue, ua hala tuu hoa, 
Aohe e hoi hou mai. 
My friend in the rain and 
the wind, 
My friend in the heat and 
the sun, 
My friend in the cold from 
the mountain, 
My friend in the storm, 
My friend in the calm, 
My friend in the eight seas ;* 
Alas, alas, gone is my friend, 
And no more will return. 
Other exhibitions of a similar kind I witnessed 
at Maui. After the death of Keopuolani, we 
frequently saw the inhabitants of a whole district, 
that had belonged to her, coming to weep on 
account of her death. They walked in profound 
silence, either in single file, or two or three 
abreast, the old people leading the van, and the 
children bringing up the rear. They were not 
covered with ashes, but almost literally clothed 
in sackcloth. No ornaments, or even decent 
piece of cloth, was seen on any one. Dressed 
only in old fishing nets, dirty and torn pieces of 
matting, or tattered garments, and these some¬ 
times tied on their bodies with pieces of old canoe 
ropes, they appeared the most abject and wretched 
companies of human beings I ever saw. When 
they were within a few hundred yards of the house 
where the corpse was lying, they began to lament 
and wail. The crowds of mourners around the 
house opened a passage for them to approach it, 
and then one or two of their number came for¬ 
ward, and standing a little before the rest, began 
a song or recitation, shewing her birth, rank, 
honours, and virtues, brandishing a staff or piece 
* A figurative term for the channels between the dif¬ 
ferent islands of the group. 
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