The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1893-05-03

passionately exclaimed 1.-THE land is so
close l can see the doors of their huts
The reef is so near | can see the seaweed
waving on the outside shelves of the reef
Oh, little farther, and we shall all be
saved !"
The poor fellow struck out courageously
again, but as she watched--herself gal
lanJly breasting the sea, which broke gem
thy on either side of her bosom as from
the PROV of some dark ship-she saw his
hands fall down, and the sea-water spill
from the top OF wavelet into his mouth.
der Manae was spent; he could never
traverse by his own strength the distance
still to be dealt with. These island women
are placid and slow on shore. but in mo-
ments OF crisis quick to act IS a sea bird
Is TO decide on its course OF flight.
Fail on your back, friend, fall Maka-
maka! she said II will give you some
rest" and then she executed wonderful
piece OF water-learning, tanning the sea
beside bin, 90 that in each stroke her re-
turning arm gave him asuiicient support,
while she kept herself and the baby still
steadily moving in the right direction
But she was too much accustomed to the
water not to know that her man WAS be-
yond hope if he should be LETT to bimself
Hastily her fond heart made up its pur-
pose. She could not keep them both
above the waves; the effort che was max
ing must soon come to al end. She must
accordingly choose between the life OF the
father of her child and the life OF the son
of her husband. A Hawaiian woman of
her character would never hesitate. Nina
Nina did not hesitate.
Swim now by yourself for a little.
Manse!" she mosned, with water in her
black eyes, which was not from the sea /;
Il can help one OF the two to land. but
cannot help both. My sOn-Kahaha
thou must die for him that gave thee be-
ginning"
"Ah, wife! wife no." cries the Ha-
waiian, striking out anew "let he kama
live-let him come to be a man, and keep
YOU when you are old. must 90. 1t is
| will die. | cannot swim one canoe
length further"
At this moment the baby, from its
mothers back. chuckled out, from fun or
habit, the word of the little Sandwich Is
land children when they 60 to their mats
for sleep a. night.
listen" said Nina Nina, "he knows it
is all right. He says farewell to you. Oh!
my manu-, my BIRD, you will take so long
struggle, and cry for me, and call the
sharks to you, before you are dead. And
there is no time lett Good-by, rub my
nose hard with your little nose. Kuh
hOnigala aloha Oh, my last sweet, low
ing kiss to youi Goodbye
With that abe buried the knife blade in
her boys heart, and let him slide dead
into the sea. Two thin lines of blood from
his little sinking body trAiled backward to
the spot where Manae was just sinking,
and large blot of bright crimson dark
ened the green water where he sank. The
father saw, comprehended, but was too
far spent TO speak.
Almost gone herself with grief and
physical strain, she drew his hands over
her shoulders and setting her chin hard
for the shore, flung out her strong shapelv
arms in splendid strokes. supporting Der
helpless lord; and, gradually neared the
coral reef. Where il opened into the la
COON a couple of fishermen were drawing
their nets inside. They heard in the
evening stiffness the beat of her hands,
started up, AID saw Mina-Mina on the
point of giving up within a stones throw
OF the ledge. quite exhausted. The two
Hawaiiars dashed into the sea and
dragged the pair safely to land, where
both lay for time speechless. When
they recovered power TO speak and move.
the fishermen were astonished TO zee the
husband kiss the wet feet OF his wife and
say. very softly, For my life 1 am your
debtor aud my sons"
Afterward, when ell understood we'll
what had happened in the water. they
called her Mins-MiDs, and praised Der
exceedingly; and she has-as YOU saw
by this time another little bsby-boy. But
there is never out of her look q wIstful-
ness, such as you may have noticed in
passing her. and she will go down of even
ings to the sea-edge at Koko Point, or
Waikiki, and gay things TO herself. We
think she, perhaps, says. Darling, he
hiwa-hiwe! oh, my little black pig. that 1
had to cast away If only l could have
died for thes."
@Tutslar ancestor. The natives still believe
that the spirits OF their relatives enter special
animals, which become the totem accordingly
of naFficular familias