The attendants of Lohiau remained in Kohala until they learned of his
fate at the hands of Pele, when they returned to Kauai in the royal
kaulua, and horrified the friends of the prince by relating to them
the story of his death.
Enraged and desperate, Paoa, the faithful and sturdy chief to whom
Lohiau had confided the government of his kingdom, started at once
for Hawaii with a small party of retainers, determined, even at the
sacrifice of his life, to denounce the powers that had slain his
royal friend.
Landing on the coast of Puna, he ascended to the crater of Kilauea,
and, standing upon the brink of the seething lake of fire, denounced
the cruelty of Pele and defied her power. He contemptuously threw to
her offerings unfit for sacrifice, and stigmatized all the volcanic
deities as evil spirits who had been driven with Kanaloa from the
presence of Kane and the society of the gods.
Paoa expected to be destroyed at once, and recklessly courted and
awaited death. The brothers and sisters of Pele, with their several
agencies of destruction, were momentarily expecting an order from the
goddess to consume the audacious mortal in his tracks. Never before
had such words of reproach and defiance been uttered by human tongue,
and they could not doubt that swift vengeance would be hurled upon
the offender.
But Pele refused to harm the desperate champion of Lohiau, for
circumstances had convinced her of the innocence of Hiiaka and the
fidelity of the prince. Therefore, instead of punishing the brave
Paoa, Pele and her relatives received him with friendship, gently
chided him for his words of insult and defiance, and disarmed his
anger by forgiving the offence.
Satisfied of the great wrong she had done her faithful sister,
and longing for her presence again in the chambers of the crater,
Pele restored Pauo-palae and Omeo to life, and, endowing the latter
with supernatural powers, sent her down to the regions of the dead
to induce Hiiaka to return to earth.
Descending through the opening made by Hiiaka, Omeo was stopped at
the intervening spheres, owing to the aspects of mortality which she
unconsciously retained, and encountered many difficulties in reaching
the kingdom of Milu. Arriving there and making known the object of
her visit, Omeo was neither assisted nor encouraged in her search for
Hiiaka. Milu was not anxious to part with his distinguished guest,
and attempted to deceive Omeo by intimating that Hiiaka had returned
to earth and was then on a visit to some of the relatives of her
family in Kahiki.
Omeo was about to return, disappointed, to earth, when she discovered
Hiiaka as she was listlessly emerging from a thick grove of trees
where she had spent the most of her time since her arrival there
in quest of the soul of Lohiau. Their greeting was most friendly,
and when Omeo informed her of what had occurred at the volcano since
her departure, she consented to leave the land of death and rejoin
her relatives at the crater.
The brothers and sisters of Hiiaka were overjoyed at her return,
and Pele welcomed her with assurances of restored affection. Paoa
was still there. He was at once recognized by Hiiaka, and the next
day she descended from Kilauea and embarked with him for Kauai in
search of the soul of Lohiau.
The canoe of Paoa had scarcely left the shores of Puna before a strange
craft swept in from the ocean, and was beached at the spot from which
Hiiaka and her companion had embarked less than half a day before. It
was a huge cowrie shell, dazzling in the brilliancy of its colors,
and capable of indefinite expansion. Its masts were of ivory, and
its sails were mats of the whiteness of milk. Both seemed to be mere
ornaments, however, since the shell moved quite as swiftly through
the water without wind as with it.
The sole occupant of the little vessel was the god Kanemilohai. He
was a relative of the Pele family, and came from Kahiki on a visit
to the volcanic deities of Hawaii. Remaining two or three days with
Pele, and learning all that had happened to the family since they
left Kahiki, the god started for Kauai to extend a greeting to Hiiaka.
Proceeding in a direct route, when about midway between the two islands
the god caught the soul of Lohiau, which had misunderstood the final
directions of Hiiaka and was on its way to Kauai. Not having gone to
the land of spirits, it had been searching everywhere for Hiiaka,
and had at last taken flight for Kauai, when it was intercepted
by Kanemilohai.
The god returned to the crater with the captured spirit, and, finding
the pillar of stone into which Lohiau had been turned, restored the
prince to life. As he recovered his consciousness and opened his
eyes he recognized Pele standing before him. Apprehensive of further
persecution, he was about to appeal to her again for mercy when she
said, in a tone as tender as that in which she had first replied to
his welcome on the beach at Kaena:
"Fear me no longer. I have been unjust to you as well as to
Hiiaka. After what I have done I cannot expect your love. Find
Hiiaka and give it to her. She loves you, and knows how to be kind
to a mortal."
Lohiau would have thanked the goddess, but when he looked again she
was gone, and in her place stood Kanemilohai, who told him to take the
shell vessel he would find at the beach below, and proceed to Kauai,
where he would probably meet Hiiaka and his friend Paoa.
Lohiau hesitated, for there was something in the appearance of
Kanemilohai that inspired a feeling of awe.
"Go, and fear nothing," said the god, who knew the thoughts of the
prince. "The shell was not made in the sea or by human hands, but it
will bear you safely on your journey, no matter how rough the waves
or great its burden."
"The coast of Puna is a day's journey in length," said Lohiau. "Where
and how will I be able to find the shell?"
"Hasten to the shore at Keauhou," returned the god, "and you will
see me there."
Arriving at the beach designated, the prince was surprised to find
Kanemilohai already there; but he found something more to excite
his wonder when the god took from a crevice in the rocks, where
it had been secreted, a shell no larger than the palm of his hand,
and passed it to him with the announcement that it was the barge in
which he was to sail for Kauai.
Lohiau examined the little toy with something of a feeling of
amusement, but more of perplexity, and was about to return it to his
strange companion, when the latter instructed him to place the shell
in the edge of the waters. The prince obeyed, and instantly found
before him the beautiful craft in which the god had made his journey
from Kahiki.
The power being conferred upon him by the god to contract or extend
the proportions of the shell at his will, Lohiau entered the enchanted
vessel of pink and pearl, and, directing its course by simply pointing
his finger, was swiftly borne out into the ocean.
Rounding the southern cape of Hawaii, Lohiau thought of proceeding
directly to Kauai; but he pointed too far to the northward, and the
next morning sighted Oahu. Passing the headland of Leahi, he turned
and entered the harbor of Hou. Landing, he contracted to the dimensions
of a limpet, and secreted in a niche in the rocks, his obedient barge,
and then proceeded to the village, where, he learned to his great joy,
Hiiaka and Paoa were tarrying on a visit. Hou was at that time the
scene of great merriment and feasting. It had become the temporary
residence of the alii-nui, and high-chiefs, kahunas, adventurers,
and noted surf-riders and hula performers had congregated there from
all parts of the island.
Ascertaining that an entertainment of great magnificence was to be
given that evening by a distinguished chiefess in honor of Hiiaka
and her companion, Lohiau resolved to be present. Had he made
himself known he would have been entitled to the consideration of
the highest--would have been, indeed, the guest of the alii-nui,
with the right of entrance anywhere; but fancy prompted him to hide
his rank and appear in disguise among the revelers.
Early in the evening the grounds of the chiefess were lighted
with hundreds of torches, and under a broad pavilion, festooned
and scented with fragrant vines and flowers, the favored guests,
enwreathed and crowned with leaf and blossom, partook without stint
of such delicacies as the land and sea produced. After the feast,
song and music filled the air, and bands of gaily-decked dancers kept
step among the flaring torches, while around the doors of the mansion
white-bearded bards chanted wild legends of the past and sang the
mele-inoas of the hostess and her distinguished guests.
In the midst of this inspiring revelry the guests divided into groups
as their several tastes suggested. Some strolled out among the dancers,
others listened to the stories of the bards, and one party, including
Hiiaka, Paoa and the hostess, entered the mansion to engage in the game
of kilu. It was a pastime of which singing or chanting was a part, and
the chiefess was noted for her proficiency in the popular amusement.
Lohiau entered the grounds at the close of the feast, and stood
watching the festivities when the party of kilu players retired to
the mansion. He had turned inward the feathers of his mantle of royal
yellow, and, with his long hair falling over his face and shoulders,
was readily mistaken for a kahuna.
Quite a number of persons thronged around the kilu players to witness
the game, and Lohiau entered the room without hindrance. Approaching
the players, he screened himself behind the kapas of two old chiefs
who were so intently regarding the performance that they did not
observe him.
The game progressed until the kilu fell to Hiiaka, and as she threw it
she chanted a song of her own composing, in which the name of Lohiau
was mentioned with tenderness. The song ceased, and from behind the
spectators came the answering voice of the prince. As he sang he
brushed back the hair from his handsome face and turned outward the
yellow feathers of his mantle. The throng divided, the singer advanced,
and before the players stood Lohiau, the prince of Kauai.
He was recognized at once. Hiiaka threw herself into his arms, and the
faithful Paoa wept with joy. Informed of the rank of the distinguished
visitor, the guests vied with each other in showing him honor, and
the festivities were renewed and carried far into the night.
Learning the next day of the presence near his court of the sovereign
of Kauai, the alii-nui would have entertained him in a manner befitting
the high rank of both; but Lohiau was anxious to return to his people,
and set sail for Kauai at once in the shell barge of Kanemilohai,
expanded to adequate dimensions, taking with him Hiiaka and Paoa.
Although Hiiaka soon after returned to Hawaii and effected a complete
reconciliation with her sister, while Lohiau lived she spent much of
her time in Kauai. Hopoe was restored to life, and Omeo, or Wahineomeo,
was given an immortal form for what she had done, and became thereafter
the mediator between the volcanic deities.