ushes, tall limas, aheaheas, popolo,
etc., making close thickets, with here and there open spaces covered
with _manienie-akiaki_, the valuable medicinal grass of the olden
times. These shrubs and bushes either bore edible fruit or flowers,
or the leaves and tender shoots made nourishing and satisfying food
when cooked in the way previously described. The poor children lived
on these and grasshoppers, and sometimes wild fowl.

One day the sister, Kauakiowao, told her brother that she wanted to
bathe, and complained of their having taken up their residence in a
place where no water could be found. Her brother hushed her complaint
by telling her that it was a safe place, and one where their stepmother
would not be likely to look for them, but he would try to get her some
water. In his trips around the neighborhood for fruit and greens he
had noticed a large rain-water pond to the east of the hill on which
they dwelt. This pond was called Kanawai. Here he sometimes came to
snare wild ducks. He also had met and knew the Kakea water god, a moo,
who had charge of and controlled all the water sources of Manoa and
Makiki Valleys. This god was one of the ancestors of the children on
the mother's side, and was on the best of terms with Waahila rain. The
boy paid him a visit, and asked him to assist him to open a watercourse
from the pond of Kanawai to a place he indicated in front of and below
the caves inhabited by himself and his sister. The old water god not
only consented to help his young relative, but promised to divide the
water supply of the neighboring Wailele spring, and let it run into
the watercourse that the boy would make, thus insuring its permanence.

Waahila Rain then went to the pond of Kanawai and dived under, the
water god causing a passage to open underground to the spot indicated,
and swam through the water underground till he came out at the place
now known as the Punahou Spring. The force of the rushing waters as
they burst through the ground soon sufficed to make a small basin,
which the boy proceeded to bank and wall up, leaving a narrow outlet
for the surplus waters. With the invisible help of the old water god,
he immediately set to work to excavate a good-sized pond for his
sister to swim in, and when she awoke from a noonday nap, she was
astonished to behold a lovely sheet of water where, in the morning,
was only dry land. Her brother was swimming and splashing about in it,
and gayly called to his si