hts and a day were spent on the deck of that schooner, with a
chopped sea, a head-wind, and sea-sickness,--a weary, dreary time. We
were somewhat comforted about three o'clock on Friday morning by hailing
the bark Young Hector, just outside of Honolulu harbor; for we knew that
before long home letters would be in our hands, and we had received none
for a month. About five o'clock, our steamer reached the wharf, and we
were soon in our comfortable quarters at Mr. Clark's. About eight
o'clock our letters came.

We had little time for rest; for the next day, Saturday, May 23, we
started on our tour around Oahu.

We saw among the Moanalua hills a curious little salt lake, as salt as
the sea. Here a slight shower dampened our clothes, but not our spirits.
About fifteen miles from Honolulu we stopped at Ewa, where grandpa was
to hold a meeting in the church. Quite a number of natives came, and we
had a pleasant greeting. The lunch was served for us at Mr. Bishop's
house, and we then resumed our journey over a good road, and finished
our ride of thirty-five miles about five o'clock. We stayed at Mr.
Emerson's, Waialua, and had two services in the native language on the
Sabbath. We really enjoyed these meetings with the natives, and
constantly exclaimed, "What hath God wrought!" Only a few years ago,
these islands were in the depths of barbarism and idolatry; now, what a
change! The people are well dressed; in the house of God they are
respectful and attentive, have their own deacons, their own choir, are
intelligent. Most of them can read, and when the text was given out, or
a chapter read, often the Bible would be opened to the place, and they
would follow the reading with great apparent interest.

On Monday the younger members of the party rode to a grove about eight
miles distant to get tree-shells, and brought home quite a number.

Tuesday morning we started for Kualoa. Grandpa and grandma rode in Mr.
Emerson's wagon drawn by two horses; the rest of us were on horseback.
The roads were good, our spirits excellent, and the weather fine; so, of
course, all was well. Mr. Charles H. Judd met us with his double team
about five miles out, and we lunched at Mr. Moffatt's. Mr. Moffatt is an
Englishman, who has here a fine place, and large herds of cattle. He has
a pretty bathing-place near the house, perhaps twenty feet in diameter,
half in sunlight, half in a grotto, with delicate ferns almost hiding
the rock.

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