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And Laulani was beautiful; that Keola should be made into a spearhead for her! For ten generations have we remembered her beauty. Your father's singing boys to-day sing of her beauty in the hula that is named of her! This is Laulani, whom you hold in your hands. "And, Ahuna done, I could but gaze, with imagination at the one time sobered and fired.

With welcome relief on his face, he removed the lei hala from his neck, and, with a sniff and a sigh, tossed it into concealment in the thick lantana by the side of the road. "But the shin-bone of Laulani?" I queried softly. He remained silent while a mile of pasture land fled by us and yielded to caneland. "I have it now," he at last said.

She was the wife of Akaiko, whose bones, now placed in your hands, much larger and male-like as you observe, held up the flesh of a large man, a three-hundred pounder seven- footer, three centuries agone. And this spear-head is made of the shin-bone of Keola, a mighty wrestler and runner of their own time and place. And he loved Laulani, and she fled with him.

But at that moment the long-rotted olona-cord broke and the pitiful woman's bones of Laulani shed from my clasp and clattered on the rocky floor. One shin-bone, in some way deflected, fell under the dark shadow of a canoe-bow, and I made up my mind that it should be mine. So I hastened to help him in the picking up of the bones and the tying, so that he did not notice its absence.

"Ahuna put a spear in my hand, headed and pointed finely with the long shin-bone of a man, and told me the tale of it. But first he unwrapped the long bones, arms, and legs, of two parcels, the bones, under the wrappings, neatly tied like so many faggots. 'This, said Ahuna, exhibiting the pitiful white contents of one parcel, 'is Laulani.

And day grows short, and we must still swim up through the waters to the sun ere darkness hides the sun from the world. "But Ahuna, putting out the various calabashes of light by drowning the wicks in the whale-oil, did not observe me include the shinbone of Laulani with the bones of my grandmother." The honk of the automobile, sent up from Olokona to rescue us, broke off the Prince's narrative.