had finished our tour of
that island, and saw it no more.

We had a rough night, and did not arrive at Kalepolepo, Maui, until
twelve o'clock. We went on shore in a high wind, and landed in a storm
of sand.

"A storm of _sand_, aunty! What do you mean?" asked Carrie.

Just what I say,--a storm of sand. The wind was so strong that the very
sand was blown up in our faces with such force as to make the skin
tingle.

Mr. Alexander met us, and we started in this same storm and high wind
for Wailuku, ten miles distant, where he resides. Even the gentlemen had
veils over their faces, and hats tied on with handkerchiefs. The air was
so thick with sand that we could hardly see, but we pushed bravely on.
We were all on horseback, our baggage coming on more slowly in an
ox-cart.

We had just got within sight of Mr. Alexander's house, having only a
ride of perhaps ten minutes before us, when, to our dismay, there came
a deluge of rain. My veil in a moment became like ground glass, the
water making it impossible for me to see through it. Of course I could
not guide my horse, but he followed the rest of the company; and glad
indeed were we to change our soaked garments for others kindly furnished
by the mission family, and thankful that our baggage did not arrive
until after the shower was over, so that it escaped getting wet.

The next day we had a visit from many native men and women, who brought
their gifts of eggs, onions, cabbages, fowls, and melons. They all
seemed so genuinely happy to see us that it was a pleasure to meet them.

On the Sabbath we attended church all day, with a well-dressed and
decorous congregation of Hawaiians. They had a melodeon and a very good
choir. Mr. Alexander told us that six of the choir could play on the
instrument, and they all take turns, one playing in the morning, another
in the afternoon. They hired a teacher to come over from Lahaina once or
twice a week. This they planned entirely among themselves, I believe.

Monday morning we made up a party to go into Iao [E-ah-o] valley. We
were all on horseback,--nine of us,--and a happy company we were. The
valley was so narrow that we crossed a swollen and rapid mountain stream
five times. The ascent the last part of the way, before reaching the
plateau, was very steep. But oh, what a magnificent valley we were in!
It was about three miles long, and from one to two broad, while all
around us, excepting the side we entered, were precipices fr