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“By thirty bills I hurry down,

Or slip between the ridges."

Had I not just traveled up and down a dozen of the thirty?

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“Till last by sugar-cane I flow

To join the brimming river;
For men may come and men may go,

But I go on forever.
“I chatter over stony ways,

In little sharps and trebles ;
I bubble into eddying bays;

I babble on the pebbles.
“ With many a curve my banks I fret,

By many a field and fallow,
And many a fairy foreland set

With willow-weed and mallow.
“I chatter, chatter, as I flow,

To join the brimming river;
For men may come and men may go,

But I go on forever.
“I wind about, and in and out,

With here a blossom sailing,
And here and there a lusty trout,

And here and there a grayling,
" And here and there a foamy flake

Upon me, as I travel,
With many a silvery water break

Above the golden gravel,
“And draw them all along, and flow

To join the brimming river;
For men may come and men may go,

But I go on forever.”

And then the tiny houses down there, how small they looked, embowered in vines and shrubs and

trees! and the miniature rice lakes set in green! the mountain peaks beyond, the orange and mango trees, and the beautiful magnolia with its wealth of perfume!

About ten miles from Hanalei is Kilauea, the plantation managed by Mr. R. A. Macfie. When I remarked the pretty gardens of the Portuguese laborers, I was informed that Mr. M. had offered prizes for the best display about their homes! He impressed one as a man that would think of all pleasant things; neighborly and helpful.

Just beyond Kilauea we visited another valley, which I should not have liked to miss-Kalihiwai.

We took steamer at Kilauea for home-Honolulu, stopping some hours at Kealia to take in sugar, passed by natives on to a small boat going back and forth from wharf to steamer. We had a very rough trip, arriving at Honolulu about eight in the morning!

“Not to myself alone,”
The little opening flower transported cries,
“Not to myself alone I bud and bloom;
With fragrant breath the breezes I perfume,
And gladden all things with my rainbow dyes.
The bee comes sipping, every eventide,

His dainty fill;
The butterfly within my cup doth hide

From threatening ill."

Not to myself alone,"
The circling star with honest pride doth boast,
“Not to myself alone I rise and set;

I write upon night's coronal of jet
His power and skill who formed our myriad host;

A friendly beacon at heaven's open gate,

I gem the sky,
That man might ne'er forget, in every fate,

His home on bigh."

“Not to myself alone,"
The heavy-laden bee doth murmuring hum,
“Not to myself alone, from flower to flower,

I rove the wood, the garden, and the bower,
And to the hive at evening weary come;
For man, for man, the luscious food I pile

With busy care,
Content if he repay my ceaseless toil

With scarity share.”

“Not to myself alone :"O man, forget not thou,-earth's honored priest,

Its tongue, its soul, its life, its pulse, its heart,

In earth's great chorus to sustain thy part !
Chiefest of guests at Love's ungrudging feast,
Play not the niggard ; spurn thy native clod,

And self disown;
Live to thy neighbor; live unto thy God;

Not to thyself alone!

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N leaving the wharves at Honolulu and going up

Fort street, you pass the principal retail stores in the city for dry-goods, household furnishings, apothecaries, groceries, etc., and half a mile or so from your starting-point you will see, first, the Roman Catholic Sisters' school for native girls, then the Roman Catholic Church, opposite which you will notice the “Fort-street Church” – Presbyterian, — and there, turning the corner to your right and going south, you will find yourself on Beretania (English) street, and should you pursue this country-like road, unpaved and with earthen sidewalks, from the corner, you will find it continues to be a rather wide and tolerably fair drive of four miles to the sea, where you can get a fine view of the Heads, etc. King street is another drive in the same direction, wider, hotter and dustier by far.

If you are looking for the English Church, it being Sunday when you arrive there, you must give up gazing in wonder at the pretty homes with their tropical trees, gorgeous creepers, ferns and inviting verandas which will line the entire road, and turn in with me, after five minutes' walk from the corner, to the Cathedral precincts, this being one of the three entrances to

the spacious and lovely grounds. As we get fairly within, after the wide driveway, which you see is beautifully lined on both sides with trees and flaming shrubs, the marines, with their officers, and with fife and drum, from an English and from an American man-of-war are there before us, waiting to enter; and walking about, talking and laughing, are the Bishop's boys of Iolani College, from his place two miles north in lovely Nuuanu Valley, and which, as I have lived there, I shall hope to tell you something about in another paper, they have just marched in with their teachers, and are full of life and fun, pleased enough to see the sailors, with whom they soon make friends.

And now, as the last bell rings, in come from the Priory on your right the Sisters' girls, two and two, first quite young ladies, and then, according to their height, down to wee little tots. What a picture they make in the scene, with their white dresses and ribbons of every hue, as they slowly enter, with the “ Sisters” and other teachers, the side door of the church! Yes, indeed; the precincts of a Sunday morning present a striking panorama to the quiet looker-on!

In the middle of the grounds stands the magnificent gray cathedral, the chancel, and two bays only, of five, being finished ; and no more may be, alas, for another generation ! But, even as it now stands, it is the finest building west of the Rocky Mountains in the way of a church edifice! It is Corinthian in order, the stone having come from England in the present Bishop's time. The chancel is large enough for quite a congre

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