ior,
The ninth warrior, the tenth warrior
Is the Chief who makes the King rub his eyes,
The young warrior of all Maui.
And there follows an enumeration of the other nine warriors. A similar
use is made of counting-out lines in the famous chant of the "Mirage of
Mana" in the story of _Lono_, evidently with the idea of completing an
inclusive series.
Counting-out formulae reappear in story-telling in such repetitive
series of incidents as those following the action of the five sisters of
the unsuccessful wooer in the _Laieikawai_ story. Here the interest
develops, as in the lines from _Kualii_, an added emotional element,
that of climax. The last place is given to the important character.
Although everyone is aware that the younger sister is the most competent
member of the group, the audience must not be deprived of the pleasure
of seeing each one try and fail in turn before the youngest makes the
attempt. The story-teller, moreover, varies the incident; he does not
exactly follow his formula, which, however, it is interesting to note,
is more fixed in the evidently old dialogue part of the story than in
the explanatory action.
Story-telling also exhibits how the vital connection felt to exist
between a person or object and the name by which it is distinguished,
which gives an emotional value to the mere act of naming, is extended
further to include scenes with which it is associated. The Hawaiian has
a strong place sense, visible in his devotion to scenes familiar to his
experience, and this is reflected in his language. In the _Laieikawai_
it appears in the plaints of the five sisters as they recall their
native land. In the songs in the _Halemano_ which the lover sings to win
his lady and the chant in _Lonoikamakahiki_ with which the disgraced
favorite seeks to win back his lord, those places are recalled to mind
in which the friends have met hardship together, in order, if possible,
to evoke the same emotions of love and loyalty which were theirs under
the circumstances described. Hawaiians of all classes, in mourning their
dead, will recall vividly in a wailing chant the scenes with which their
lost friend has been associated. I remember on a tramp in the hills
above Honolulu coming upon the grass hut of a Hawaiian lately released
from serving a term for manslaughter. The place commanded a fine
view--the sweep of the blue sea, the sharp rugged lines of the coast,
the emerald rice patches, the wide-mouth
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