The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1893-11-11
4 LEGEND OF PEARL RIVER.

written for the Daily p. c. ADVERTISER }
When the gold and red was climbing
up the pallid eastern sky
And rosy light was shining DER the
peaks of Waianae;
y maiden lulled to sIumber by the
hoarse-voiced oceans roar,
Lay dreaming in her cabin by the
lowly rocky shore,
When a voice from out the water came
across the rocks and sands,
And in tones of thunder uttered to the
maiden its commando
The great shark god had spoken, and
to the girl said:
"Why are you STEPPED in slumber
when the hills are cleaning red :?
"Why do you sleep, oh maiden! when
the heralds OF the day,
Have bathed the hills in light, and
flung their glory DER the bay?
/ am weary, faint, and worn in my
home beneath the sea,
And the soothing cup of ava you must
forthwith bring to me.
81 am sure you will not fail me, for
you know my will is law,
1 am waiting for you, maiden, in my
home beyond Kekaa;
Where often you have seen me, when
OF shells you were in quest,
You may come and fear not, and obey
the sharks behest."
Lightly rose tine maiden from her
couch upon the floor,
And with soft and silent footsteps
glided through the open door;
A bunch of ava bearing in her brown
and shapely hands,
And fastened on her journey by
stretch of yellow sands.
Across the coral bars she went with
footsteps light and fleet,
Though the rugged coral lodges left
their scars upon her feet;
It'll she reached the place appointed
and when she looked beneath,
She saw the glaring eyes and the rows
of cleaning teeth.
The mighty shark lay watching her
as she prepared the drink,
And when she had it ready, she
walked up to the brink,
And poured the soothing draught
down the sharks capacious NAV,
Fearing not the cleaning teeth, or
the monsters ponderous jaw.
Then he sank beneath the waters, and
the bubbles round him rose:
And his voice was low and muf1ed as
he sank to his repose
Yet the maiden heard him calling
from his den beneath the main,
ssYou must come to me tomorrow
with the soothing draught again"
Day after day she journeyed with the
drink she had prepared,
And beneath her fostering care full
well the great shark Jared:
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prowess he was famed,
When the Pc of Kane came the
priests a feast proclaimed.
The canoes swung down the rivers
beneath the heavy loads
or chickens, pigs, and taro to propi-
tiate the gods;
The heavy laden vessels filled the
smooth unruffled ponds
And the wide lanais were shining
with the fragrant MALE froLds.
The people thronged the beaches in
their gold and scarlet leis,
And among them came a princess; a
maid beyond all praise
A fair Hawaiian Venus-a looked and
longed-for prize,
Bv the warriors who basked them in
the glory of her eyes.
At length the feast was over, and be-
yond mid-afternoon
The maid, PapiO named, made her
way to the lagoon
And embarked with her retainers to
take her journey home,
Der the shining coral beds lying deep
beneath the foam.
When she reached Pokela and the
sun still brightly shone,
A vagrant fancy seized her, she would
wander home alone,
Though the fisherman protested that
her home she'd never reach
She persisted, and unwillingly they
rowed toward the beach.
So she landed and she wandered by
the blue Pacific's rim,
Chanting by the way some old time
Hawaiian hymn,
IT'LL she caught some far-otf glimpses
of her dead fathers land
When a whirlwind tossed around her
the straying leaves and sand.
The wild winds that played around
her, enveloped her in dust,
And her raven hair was covered by
cowl-like yellow rust,
So to the shore she hurried To wash
the stains away,
And lifting up her shining eyes she
gazed across the bay.
She saw upon the further shore an an
cient female stand,
Who held a splendid feather wreath
within her withered hand.
This woman-named Aiole-was the
grand-dame of the maid
Who had daily fed the shark-to
whom she often prayed.
To the ladies in all countries the love
of dress aye clings;
The sight of golden feathers from be-
meath the COS wings