bout it."

Kamalo then rehearsed his grievances and his travels in search for
revenge, and presented his pig to the god.

Compassion arose in the breast of Kauhuhu, and he said, "Had you come
for any other purpose I would have eaten you, but as your cause is
a sacred one I espouse it, and will revenge it on Kupa the King. You
must, however, do all that I tell you. Return to the heiau of Puukahi,
at the foot of the pali, and take the priest Kahiwakaapuu on your
back, and carry him up the pali over to the other side of the island,
all the way to your home at Kaluaaha. Erect a sacred fence all around
your dwelling-place, and surround it with the sacred flags of white
kapa. Collect black hogs by the _lau_ (four hundred), red fish by the
lau, white fowls by the lau, and bide my coming. Wait and watch till
you see a small cloud the size of a man's hand arise, white as snow,
over the island of Lanai. That cloud will enlarge as it makes its way
across the channel against the wind until it rests on the mountain
peaks of Molokai back of Mapulehu Valley. Then a rainbow will span
the valley from side to side, whereby you will know that I am there,
and that your time of revenge has come. Go now, and remember that
you are the only man who ever ventured into the sacred precincts of
the great Kauhuhu and returned alive."

Kamalo returned with a joyful heart and performed all that had
been commanded him. He built the sacred fence around his dwelling;
surrounded the inclosure with sacred flags of white kapa; gathered
together black hogs, red fish, and white fowls, each by the lau, as
directed, with other articles sacred to the gods, such as cocoanuts
and white kapas, and then sat himself down to watch for the promised
signs of his revenge. Day after day passed until they multiplied into
weeks, and the weeks began to run into months.

Finally, one day, the promised sign appeared. The snow white speck of
cloud, no bigger than a man's hand, arose over the mountains of Lanai
and made its way across the stormy channel in the face of the opposing
gale, increasing as it came, until it settled in a majestic mass on
the mountains at the head of Mapulehu Valley. Then appeared a splendid
rainbow, proudly overarching the valley, its ends resting on the high
lands on either side. The wind began to blow; the rain began to pour,
and shortly a furious storm came down the doomed valley, filling its
bed from side to side with a mad rushing torrent, wh