The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1856-1888, 1882-07-22

had passed through tern ble scenes and horrible
fears, enough to Kill any ordinary woman but
a. Umba was not an ordinary woman, ana was
aninnted by Il powerful love, she had struggled
against the terrOrs Of wild beasts and wicked
men, and still lived-yet her lite was IN danger
fever WAS raging IN Ter blood. and laksamnna
began to fear that ne would have I" leave ms
forest BRIDE there on her sylvan marriage bed
Hunger and fear, and many cruel wounds in ter
tender flesh wasted her poor body. The hand OF
death seemed upon her she mOaned and gaspcd
ia agonies. Aud L~aksamana went away n while
from her side to vent his asony. and he filled the
forest with Il wall and lameutatinn in this
wise =
20, goddess Arjuno, preserve my love!
o, you beautiful Widadiri
You, bright spirits Of the woods
Help. and save my Umba
Save her, and ! will slay tigers
Save her, and l will kill robbers
Save her, and l will offer gold
Even a mountain of gold
To thy temple, o, Arjun0
| will offer a thousand leis
Made from the teeth of tigers.
l Will raise a lofty throne
Higher than the throne of Buddha,
Reared SO high in BOrO Bodo.
/ viii offer all in thy temple
In the temple Of Menanshabau
q. Arjuno. the Respondent and Good
Laksamana had hardly ceased his lamentations
when he Jaw before him a marvellous presence
of beauty radiant Young gIrl-with delicate
white robes. tipped with rosy tints, that hoated
like a acecy cloud around her shining body.
! SOIt. pTlsinallc IlhIS ike mpOliDettlns SuciICiSu
her head her face shone like a soft sheeny
moon a spark NJ star glIstened on her gently |
leaving bosom. and upliitfd graceful a5Ttlz45ap md
hand VIII kB9e@ rs "a E: ..g ~Stsf1i-tipped fingers, held a
Wand Of crystal, upon which was poised a blossom
of the ever fragrant ch0mpakd. Fragrance flowed
from this lovely presence, and filled the air in the
forest tender flashes of light darted from her
radiant face that illumined the dark forest with a
glow Of sweet hight and thrilling sounds of ten
derest musical tome made the air tremble with
= delight, rs the lovely goddess thus spoke to
Laksamani Co.
- Great son Of the Forest
Hero Of the Land Of Ma.
1 am the Widadiri.
Named kamulia,
That waits on great Arjuno.
!, ! come To serve thee
Not for ivory or gold,
Or for the claws of tigers
y But TO repay thy love.
= Arjuno serves the faithful lover,
And guards chaste women
She has guarded Umba,
4 Thy true Princess
= Whom thou hast served
Like q true hero.
Then hear, o Laksamana
2 The blood Of Alexander.
The great King Of Kings.
l. III thy veins.
Thou vert stolen away
From the side Of KOmaIa.
Thy dying princess mother
OF the royal house and line
OF proud MOnangkabau,
' Who died in the forest.
And thou vert stolen by wild men.
Now listen. o son of Kamala
Go seek thy royal blood,
That flows III the palace of Kings.
Return not 20 Mia.
But go thy way to Menangkakau.
Where honor and power.
And glory await thee .
And as the lovely l1idadiri ceased to speak. she
arose ia tie air. and was passing gently away
when Lak-amana fell prostrate. and cried out
, passiouately-'' o, blessed one of the heavenly
groves Hear me mock me not. Tell me not
of glory, and power, and kIngly honor, if my
Umba must not live. lf she dies in the forest
r here will | lie down and die by hor side ."
Then the sweet presence turned her face and
smiled, while fragrance and heavenly melodies
filled the tremulcus air. And she speaking in
sweetest musical tone, thus spoke t. the hero -
} Good, o Laksamaua :,
Thy choice is true.
Love i better than gold
Better than power.
Thy Umba shall live,
And thou shalt have power
And kingly honor besides.
Take this champaka Lf1Dm
From the crystal wand
Place it near Umba's hcart.
And She will be well.
And shOuld'~t thou again
Some help require,
Gull. and take in thy hand
\ chalnpaka bloom
And call on Kamulia.
And l will come"
Saying these words, she inclined her nearly
tinted arm towards the hero. He took the clam
paka blo"m into his hand. Then The widadiri
arose IN the AIR. She ShOne ike a rosy sun amid
snOw-whitc clouds. She pointed upwards her
crystal wand. She waved her shining arms over
head. \ feecy cloud distilling an enrapturIng
fragrance filed the air. Soft melodies came from
the skies and as tie radiant goddess passed
upward, she turned Il sweet smiling glance upon
the now arisen and upward-gazing hero and
she penetrated his soul with hope and delight
with tender ELUSIVE chances OF inefable grace.
When the widadiri had disappeared, Laksamana
returned to his place by the side Of Umba.
The poor Princess looked sick and pale. and
appeared To him sadly di>fguIed. after looking
upon the lovely goddess of the grove. But Laksa-
who lay like one dying in this miserable forest
den She had been true to him, and he would
be true TO her-in life and in death. And now
Laksamana approached the wretched, faded
Omba in a spirit Of tenderness and faithful love.
and placed upon her bus,m the chumpaka blossom
he held in hi- hand. As he did this he kissed
her brow. and kissed her feet with great reverence
and tenderness.
When Laksamaua had ceased to kiss his sick
bride. there shone forth beams Of wonderful
sweetness from her thin and sunken face. Her
eyes began 70 sparkle with a vivid i~uaowing
light; a tulness came into her cheek, and a rosy
glow Ovcrspread her features. \ surging tide of
new pure blood mantled her brow. Her voice
sounded clear like n rich toned silver bell. She
lifted up her now beautiful round arms. and she
clasped her hands around the neck Of Laksamana,
who still stopped over her. And rs ne lifted her
up, and looked upon her with wonder and delight
she spoke tenderly. saying - o. my chief, my
lord, my love : Let me be your slave forever.
For now you come to me-you touch me, and
you give me new life and my only desire is to
love you, and wait on you all the days Of my
life Laksamana embraced Umba tenderly,
! saying $50 Sweet love, 1t IS not | that has made !