. On the top of the western bank there is a stone-paved
platform, called the _kuaha_. Outside of this, and separated by a
narrow alley-way, there runs a broad high wall, which quite encircles
the kuaha. Other walls and structures lead down the bank, and the
slope is terraced and paved down to the tide-worn stones of the shore.

At the beach there is a break; a great block of the bluff has been rent
away by some convulsion of nature, and stands out like a lone tower,
divided from the main by a gulf of the sea. Its high walls beetle from
their tops, upon which neither man nor goat can climb. But you can
behold on the flat summit of this islet bluff, portions of ancient
work, of altars and walls, and no doubt part of the mainland temple,
to which this fragment once was joined. But man can visit this lone
tower's top no more, and his feet can never climb its overhanging
walls.

Inland from the temple there are many remains of the huts of the
people of the past. The stone foundations, the inclosures for swine,
the round earth ovens, and other traces of a throng of people cover
many acres of beach and hillside. This was a town famed as an abode of
gods and a refuge for those who fled for their lives; but it drew its
people mainly through the fame of its fishing-ground, which swarmed
with the varied life of the Hawaiian seas.

To this famed fishing-ground came the great hero of Hawaii to tax
the deep, when he had subdued this and the other isles. He came with
his fleets of war canoes; with his faithful _koas_, or fighting men,
with his chiefs, and priests, and women, and their trains. He had a
house here. Upon the craggy bluff that forms the eastern bank of the
bay there is a lonely _pa_, or wall, and stones of an ancient fort,
overlooking the temple, town, and bay.

Kamehameha came to Kealia for sport rather than for worship. Who so
loved to throw the maika ball, or hurl the spear, or thrust aside the
many javelins flung at his naked chest, as the chief of Kohala? He
rode gladly on the crest of the surf waves. He delighted to drive his
canoe alone out into the storm. He fought with the monsters of the
deep, as well as with men. He captured the great shark that abounds
in the bay, and he would clutch in the fearful grip of his hands the
deadly eel or snake of these seas, the terror of fishes and men.

When this warrior king came to Kaunolu, the islanders thronged to
the shore to pay homage to the great chief, and to lay a