where there was neither salt fish, nor calabashes of poë. Indeed, added he, we shall never want any there, for we shall never be hungry. But in order to get there, much is to be done. A man that wishes to go there, must live peaceably with his neighbours; must never be idle; and, moreover, must be a kanaka opu nui ore, i. e. must not be a glutton.

We arose at day-light on the 16th, and shortly after left Taumoarii. We had not travelled more than four or five miles when we reached Kaahua. After breakfast, we proceeded on our journey over a country equal in fertility to any we had passed since leaving Waiakea. The houses were in general large, containing usually three or four families each. Mr. Goodrich was indisposed through the day, which obliged us to travel but slowly. Near noon we stopped at Koloaha, and, while he reclined beneath the shade of an adjoining grove of trees, I addressed the assembled natives on the subject of religion. After remaining about two hours, we walked to another village, where Mr. Thurston spoke to the people, who gave good attention. We then kept on our way till we reached Malanahae, where a congregation of the people assembled, with whom we conversed some short time, then bade them farewell, and about three P. M. reached Kapulena, where we preached to upwards of 100 of the people.

At this place we thought it best to divide ourselves into two parties, in order that we might preach to the people along the northern parts of the island, and examine the interior between this place and Towaihae.

It was therefore arranged, that Messrs. Bishop and Goodrich should spend the Sabbath here, and on Monday morning pass over to Waimea, and thence

to Towaihae, while Mr. Thurston and myself travelled through the villages on the northern shores.

On Monday morning Messrs. Bishop and Goodrich commenced their journey to Waimea. Having procured a man to carry their baggage, they left Kapulena, and, taking an inland direction, passed over a pleasant country, gently undulated with hill and dale. The soil was fertile, the vegetation flourishing, and there was considerable cultivation, though but few inhabitants. About noon they reached the valley of Waimea, lying at the foot of Mouna-Kea, on the north-west side. Here a number of villages appeared on each side of the path, surrounded with plantations, in which plantains, sugar-cane, and taro, were seen growing unusually large. At 4 P. M. they obtained a view of the ocean, and kept on their way towards Towaihae.

When they had travelled several miles the sun went down, and, no houses being near, they spread their blankets on the ground, and slept comfortably in the open air.

At break of day on the 19th they began to descend, and, after walking about two hours, reached Towaihae, where they were hospitably received by Mr. Young, with whom they spent the day.

Having heard of a schooner from Oahu, which was at Keauhou, they left Towaihae in the evening in a canoe belonging to Mr. Young, and proceeded to Kairua, where the schooner was lying at anchor.

It was about 5 o'clock in the afternoon when Mr. Thurston and myself left Kapulena. Wishing to spend the Sabbath in the populous village of Waipio, we travelled fast along the narrow paths bordered with long grass, or through the well-cultivated plantations of the

natives. The Sandwich Islanders have no idea of straight paths. In many parts, where the country was level and open, the paths from one village to another were not more than a foot wide, and very crooked. We often had occasion to notice this, but never passed over any so completely serpentine as those we travelled this evening.

The sun had set when we reached the high cliff that formed the southern boundary of Waipio. Steep rocks, not less than five hundred feet high, rose immediately opposite. Viewed from the great elevation at which we stood, the charming valley, spread out beneath us like a map, with its numerous inhabitants, cottages, plantations, fish-ponds, and meandering streams, (on the surface of which the light canoe was moving to and fro,) appeared in beautiful miniature. Makoa led the way down the steep cliffs. The descent was difficult, and it was quite dark before we reached the bottom. A party of natives, returning from a fishing excursion, ferried us across the stream that ran along near the place where we descended, and we directed our steps towards the house of Haa, head-man of the village. He received us courteously, ordered a clean mat to be spread for us to recline on, and water for us to drink; some of his attendants also handed us a large wooden tobacco-pipe, which is usually passed round when strangers arrive; this last compliment, however, we begged leave to decline. Makoa seated himself by the side of the chief, and gave him a brief outline of our tour-our object— and the instructions given to the people. In the mean time, fish was prepared for supper by a fire of sandal wood, which, instead of filling the house with disagreeable smoke, perfumed it with a most pleasant odour.

WElis, del.

The Valley of Waipio, from the Sand Hills on the Beach.

London Published by H. Fisher Son & P Jackson. March 31 1826.