to see him pour
the water into the gourd with the nozzle turned up, but you trickily
ordered us to turn the nozzle down. Your exactions are heartless."

Thus the women kept complaining until, by and by, the tramp of the
returning soldiers was heard, who were boasting of the great deeds of
Keinohoomanawanui. The King, however, said: "I do not believe a word of
your talk; when my cripple comes he will tell me the truth. I do not
believe that Keinohoomanawanui is an athlete. Such is the opinion I
have formed of him. But there is a powerful man, Kalelealuaka,--if he
were to go into battle I am confident he would perform wonders. Such
is the opinion I have formed of him, after careful study."

So the King waited for the return of the cripple until night, and
all night until nearly dawn. When finally the lame marshal arrived,
the King prudently abstained from questioning him until he had rested
a while and taken breath; then he obtained from him the whole story
of this new hero from Waialua, whose name he did not know, but who,
he declared, resembled the King's son-in-law, Kalelealuaka.

Again, on a certain day, came the report of an attack by Kualii at
Kulaokahua, and the battle was to be on the morrow. The cripple, as
usual, started off the evening before. In the morning, Kalelealuaka
called to his wives, and said: "Where are you? Wake up. I wish you
to bake a fowl for me. Do it thus: Pluck it; do not cut it open,
but remove the inwards through the opening behind; then stuff it
with _luau_ from the same end, and bake it; by no means cut it open,
lest you spoil the taste of it."

As soon as they had left the house he flew to Kahuku and adorned his
neck with wreaths of the pandanus fruit and his head with the flowers
of the sugar cane, thus entirely changing his appearance and making him
look like a gray-haired old man. As on previous days, he paused behind
the cripple and greeted him with a friendly slap on the back. Then
he kindly lifted the lame man and set him down at Puowaina. In return
for this act of kindness the cripple gave him the district of Koolau.

In this battle he first slew those soldiers in Kakuhihewa's army
who had spoken ill of him. Then he turned his hand against the
warriors of Kualii, smiting them as with the stroke of lightning,
and displaying miraculous powers. When he had reached the captain of
Kualii's force, he killed him and despoiled his body of his feather
cloak and helmet, taking also a li