She knows
that Maka was returning yesterday, and felt sure her son would accompany
him. When some distance from here, Maka fired a shot, to let us know he
was coming, to which we responded, assuring him all was right. On
hearing the shot, the poor woman became quite excited, came and sat down
by our fire, got up and got us firewood, sat down again, telling Kena to
get the taro cooked for Maka, rose again and fetched more firewood, then
sat down in front of the path, looking steadily and anxiously for the
travellers. Poor body! they came in sight, but her son was not one of
them. She seemed to feel it very much, rose, went to her house, and was
not seen again until this morning. God grant the day is near when the
song the heavenly host sang, "Glory to God in the highest, peace on earth
and good will toward men," shall be known and enjoyed here!
_September_ 1_st_.--We left this morning at seven o'clock and drew up at
Makapili at four p.m., resting by the way. For salt, tobacco, and beads,
we had help all the way.
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