CHAPTER XXXV

THE DEATH OF LOHIAU

Lohiau, in his last agony, wandered in mind and babbled of many

things. To his credit, be it said that his thoughts were not wholly

centered on himself. There was a margin of regard for others, as when

he sang in these words:

Aloha na hale o makou i makamaka ole,

Ke ala hele mauka o Huli-wale la, e.

Huli wale; ke huli wale a'e nei no,

I ka makana ole, i ka mohai ole e ike aku ai,

E kanaenae aku ai la ho'i, ia oe, ia oe!

TRANSLATION

My love to the homes made desolate,

On the road which makes this turning.

I turn away with an empty hand,

Lacking an offering fit to make peace,

To soften thy heart and appease thee--

To soften thy heart and content thee.

At the last flicker of life, when the rocky encasement had well nigh

completed the envelopment of his body, Hiiaka, daring the barrier

of fire that had come between them, sprang to his side and, with the

last kiss, whispered into his ear, "Go not on the side whence the wind

blows; pass to leeward, on the day of our meeting." (Mai hele i ka

makani; hele i ka pohu, ma ka la a kaua e halawai ai.) By this cryptic

expression, Hiiaka meant to put Lohiau on his guard against enemies

that lay in wait for him. If he went to the windward he might reveal

himself to them by his flair. She also embodied her warning in song:

Aloha ko'u hoa i ka ua pua-kukui,

Kui lehua o Moe-awakea,

Lei pua o Ka-la-hui-pua,

Kae'e lehua o Pu'u-lena, la, mauka:

Mauka oe e hele ai,

Ma ka ulu o ka makani;

O moe'a oe e ka á Pu'u-lena la--

Make, make loa o oe!

TRANSLATION

My love to thee, mate of the sifting rain,

Such time as we strung the lehua,

In the snatches of noonday rest,

On the days when we dreamed of reunion;

And this was done in the uplands.

In the uplands you shall safely journey;

Safe in the hush and lee of the wind;

Lest the blasts of Pu'u-lena shall smite

And sweep you away to an endless doom.

A swarm of emotions buzzed in the chambers of Hiiaka's mind, of love,

of self-destruction, of revenge. In an agony of indecision she strode

this way and that, wringing her hands and wailing in a strictly

human fashion. The master passion came to the front and had sway:

she would find Lohiau, and with him renew the bond of friendliness

which had grown up in the midst of the innocent joys and toils of

travel shared by them in common. An access of divine power came to

her. She immediately began to tear up the strata of the earth. As she

broke through the first stratum and the second, she saw nothing. She

tore her way with renewed energy: rock smote against rock and the

air was full of flying debris.

After passing the third stratum, she came upon a ghastly sight--the

god of suicide, suspended by the neck, his tongue protruding from

his mouth. It was a solemn lesson. After passing the fourth stratum

she came upon the stratum of Wakea, and here she found the inanimate

bodies of her former companions of travel, the faithful Wahine-oma'o

and Paú-o-pala'e. She restored them to life and animation, bidding

them return to the beautiful world of sunshine and fresh air.

She came at last to the tenth stratum with full purpose to break

up this also and thus open the flood-gates of the great deep and

submerge Pele and her whole domain in a flood of waters. That, indeed,

would have been the ruin of all things. At this moment there came

to Hiiaka the clear penetrating tone of a familiar voice. It was the

voice of her fast friend and traveling companion, Wahine-oma'o, who

had but recently left her and who, now, under the inspiration of the

great god Kane, had come to dissuade Hiiaka from her purpose. For the

execution of that purpose meant a universe in confusion. It was time,

then, for Kane to interfere. He did this by putting into the mouth

of her dearest friend on earth an appeal to which Hiiaka could not

but listen and, listening, heed:

A po Kaena i ka ehu o ke kai;

Ki-pú iho la i ka lau o ke ahi;

Pala e'ehu i ka La ka ulu o Poloa, e!

Po wale, ho'i; e ho'o-po mai ana ka oe ia'u,

I ka hoa o ka ua, o ke anu, o ke ko'eko'e!

Auhea anei oe? Ho'i mai kaua;

He au Ko'olau [468] aku ia.

TRANSLATION

Kaena is darkened with sea-mist;

Eruptions burst up mid lakes of flame;

Scorched and gray are Po-loa's bread-fruits.

Now, as a climax, down shuts the night.

You purpose to blind with darkness

The woman who went as your fellow

Through rain and storm and piercing cold.

List now, my friend: return with me--

We've had a spell of nasty weather!

For Hiiaka to give ear to the pleading voice of her friend, the

woman who had shared with her the shock of battle and the hardships

of travel from Hawaii to Kaua'i and back again, was to run the risk

of being persuaded.

"Come with me," said Wahine-oma'o; "let us return to our mistress."

"I must first seek and find Lohiau," answered Hiiaka.

"Better for us first to go before Pele. She will send and bring

Lohiau." Thus pleaded the woman Wahine-oma'o.

Hiiaka turned from the work of destruction and, hand in hand, they made

their way back into the light and wholesome air of the upper world.

The sisters--those who bore the name Hiiaka--received her cordially

enough. They prattled of many things; buzzed her with questions about

her travels of long ago--as it now seemed to Hiiaka. It was not in

their heart to stir the embers of painful issues. No more was it in

their heart to fathom the little Hiiaka of yesterday, the full-statured

woman of to-day. Beyond the exchange of becoming salutations, Hiiaka's

mouth was sealed. Until Pele should see fit to lend ear and heart to

her speech not a word would she utter regarding her journey.

But Pele lay on her hearth silent, sullen--no gesture, no look of

recognition.

The kino wailua, or spirit from Lohiau, in the meantime, after having

in vain tried to solace itself with the companionship of the forest

song-birds and having found that resource empty of human comfort,

fluttered across the desolate waste of ocean like a tired sea-bird

back to his old home and there appeared to his aikane Paoa in a vision

at night.

"Come and fetch me," he said (meaning, of course, his body). "You

will find me lying asleep at Kilauea."

Paoa started up in a fright. "What does this mean?" he said to

himself. "That Lohiau is in trouble?"

When he had lain down again the same vision repeated itself. This

time the command was imperative: "Come and rescue me; here I am in

the land of non-recognition." [469]

Now Paoa roused himself, assured that Lohiau's sleep was that of death,

but not knowing that he was, for the second time, the victim of Pele's

wrath. He said nothing to anyone but made all his preparations for

departure in secret, reasoning that Kahua-nui, the sister of Lohiau,

would not credit his story and would consequently interfere with

his plans.

He entered his canoe and, pressing the water with his paddle, his craft

made a wonderful run towards Hawaii. It was necessary for him only to

dip his paddle in the brine at intervals and to direct the course. The

canoe seemed almost to move of itself. That same morning he arrived at

Waipio. To his astonishment, there, in a boat-shed on the beach lay the

canoe which he recognized as that of his friend Lohiau. The people of

the district had been wondering whose it was and how it had come there.

Paoa found many things that were new and strange to him in this big

raw island of Hawaii. Not the least of these was the land on which he

trod, in places a rocky shell covering the earth like the plates on

the back of the turtle, or, it might be, a tumble of jagged rocks--the

so-called aä--a terrain quite new to his experience. It seemed as if

the world-maker had not completed his work.

Of the route to Kilauea he was quite ignorant, but he was led. There

flitted before him a shadow, a wraith, a shape and he followed it. At

times he thought he could recognize the form of Lohiau and, at night

or in the deep shadows of the forest, he seemed to be looking into

the face of his friend.

When night came he lay down in a sheltered place and slept. In the

early morning, while darkness yet brooded over the land, he was

roused by the appearance of a light. His first thought was that day

had stolen upon him: but no, it was the kino wailua of his friend that

had come to awaken him and lead him on the last stage of his journey.

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