afford it. But now that
they are a Christianized people it is different.

We stood on the altar where human sacrifices had been offered. It was
hard to believe that such a quiet place was ever used for so dreadful a
purpose.

We saw a flat rock, on which one of the great chiefs was said to have
rested while his subjects were fishing. The native story is, that the
chief was so tall that his feet hung over one end, and his head the
other. The stone was fourteen feet long!

"Aunty," said little Alice, "it wasn't a true story; was it?"

No, Alice; but probably he was a very tall man.

We passed over the battle-field of Kaei, the scene of the last great
fight on Hawaii, which placed the island under the rule of Kamehameha
II.

About half a mile beyond the City of Refuge is a high bluff, over which
are solid lava falls, looking just like a waterfall, only black. They
are hundreds of feet broad and more than a hundred feet high. You can
walk between the bluff and the fall, and look up a hundred feet. We went
into a cave, which is an eighth of a mile deep, leading to the sea. It
probably was once a channel through which a lava stream flowed into the
ocean.

Coming back we rode into the village of Kealakekua, and went to the spot
where Captain Cook was worshiped, and had sacrifices offered to him.
Just think how wicked it was in him to allow those poor ignorant
natives to believe he was a god, and to receive offerings and sacrifices
as such! It must have been very displeasing in the sight of God to have
a man brought up in a Christian land do such a thing. It was only a
little while after, across the bay in sight of that very place, that he
lost his life. We saw two cocoa-nut trees with their trunks perforated
by cannon-balls which were fired from Cook's ship.

The next day we attended the native church at Kealakekua, and saw their
manner of collecting monthly concert money. One or two deacons, or
"lunas" as they call them, sit at a table in front of the pulpit, and
the people bring up their gifts. Three old men had no money, and
brought, respectively, a broom, some dried fish, and two fowls. The
fowls amused me very much. They had their feet tied together, and
occasionally fluttered their wings and clucked during the sermon. One
of the hens, I have since learned, was of Japanese breed. All her
feathers curled up the wrong way, making her look as if she had been out
in a gale of wind.

Monday we rode down to Kaawalo