ned by the mother. In the reception-room was a
beautiful table, inlaid with specimens of native woods. The furniture
was covered with red plush. On the walls were oil paintings of the
prince and his father and mother, taken about fifteen years ago.

Prince William took us to the royal cemetery, a small square stone
building in the spacious yard. In the center of the one room on a table,
was a crimson velvet cushion trimmed with gold fringe, on which lay the
Hawaiian crown. Unfortunately, I did not notice it particularly. On
either side were enormous coffins, that of Kamehameha II. being the
handsomest, and covered with a pall of green brocaded silk; others were
covered also with silk palls, or draped in black. Some of the coffins
were long and large, the high chiefs having been, as a general thing,
tall and stout. One could not help thinking that here was the end of
earthly grandeur; the monarch and his lowest subject must alike die.

We went to a prayer-meeting at Oahu College, Punahou, on Wednesday
night. It was a pleasant thing to meet with twenty or thirty missionary
children for prayer and praise.

Thursday morning we listened to some very creditable recitations, and
examined some beautiful drawings by the young ladies and gentlemen, and
after lunch heard compositions, and saw the ladies practice
calisthenics; all of which would have done honor to one of our home
institutions. In the afternoon, we drove back to Honolulu, and attended
a sewing-circle at the house of one of the foreign residents. It really
seemed like one of our home circles, the profusion of exquisite flowers
and the absence of our cold March weather only dispelling the illusion.
We reveled in the lovely roses, our green-house favorites blooming here
with such rank luxuriance. I saw here for the first time in my life a
_green_ rose.

"Green rose?" asked little Alice. "I never heard of such a thing."

Yes, a veritable green rose of just the same shape as the common rose,
only a deep genuine green. It had a very odd look. Many of our
green-house plants grow to be extremely large here, as there is no
chilling wind or snow to nip their growth.

That night our first letters came, two months after we left home. What
joy to hear from the dear ones, even though the letters were written
only a fortnight after our departure. It takes six weeks for letters to
go from New York to Honolulu.

Friday morning, her majesty the queen gave us a private receptio