This is an independent blog. Please note that I am nowhere near fluent, and that these are not translations, but merely works in progress. Please do comment if you come across misreads or anything else you think is important.
I came from the countryside, and stayed a for a bit in Honolulu. I witnessed some things that are not right:
Pigs should not travel in droves on the streets of town.
People should not raise so many dogs. You hardly can walk on the streets without being bitten. It is almost impossible to sleep at night because of the chattering dogs. The town is close to facing a famine because much of the food goes to the dogs.
This is another thing I witnessed that was not right, the leaving of dead animals on the streets. It is better to bury them. [If not] maybe and epidemic will develop.
And another thing, springs should not be left open where people walk.
Kawaiahao Church and the cemetery should not be left so it becomes a place where pigs live. Where are you O Friends of those buried there? It would seem that you would get together and rebuild the wall that has fallen and is left gaping.
When the editor [Edward L. Like] of this paper returned for a few short days to the famous rainy land of Hilo, Hanakahi after his being away, to witness the final breath of his cousin, Miss Emmeline Kaleionamoku Nawahi, which she released from this life in the land of their birth. There were many things he reported on pertaining to the fast advancement of that town which took place over the years he was away from the land of his birth.
This coming Friday, the Matsonia will stop in Hilo nei, and aboard that Californian Steamship returns Mrs. Aima Nawahi and her family, after spending several months in the State of California. The readers of the Hoku have been blessed by the kindness of this Hawaiian Matriarch in sending some news of their travels in that famous State of California, and in this issue, some news of this travel is published. Continue reading →
While I was in the village of my dear home, enjoying the breaking of the Kahoaloha wave, gazing at the green leaves of the Hinahina of Makana, and the good ways of my dear loving blossom Esther Kanani [Esetera Kanani] who believes in introducing friends to live while doing the good works of God. Continue reading →
Kahikina Kelekona—Here I am in the district of Hanalei now, and I am travelling around the storied places [wahi pana] of this famous lands.
The newspapers greatly subscribed to are the Hawaii Holomua and the Oiaio. There are very few who subscribe to the Kuokoa here. You hear the kanaka saying those words that we are accustomed to, that the Kuokoa is a rag; kanaka are not pleased with it. I saw and heard first hand the them saying so.
Pertaining to Savannah and its nature.—In the early morning of the 7th of Mar. 1877, as the calm of night took flight, and the rays of the sun began to spread its beautiful light made faint by the spreading mist. Continue reading →
O Alaula—Aloha to you:—I want to tell you of some things pertaining to my travels on Hawaii. On the 6th of August, we boarded the Kilauea to sail to Hawaii. It was a fine day; we sailed that day and night.
We stopped in Kealakekua.
At nine o’clock that next day we landed at the cape of Kaawaloa. We had many thoughts when we saw that place famous in the old days. We entered the house of a chiefess, Mrs. L. K. Pratt, my schoolmate in days past. We shared aloha; we at oranges [alani] and melon [ipu], and smelled the wind of Kaawaloa, and we all boarded the steamship. Continue reading →
Landed safely.—With the arrival of the schooner Pauahi of the line that runs between Honolulu and Hilo, we hear that the Honorable Governor of Oahu [John Dominis] and his wife [Liliuokalani] Continue reading →
[Found under: “A European Traveler’s Account of a Trip over Hawaii.”]
[“]On our ascent to the top of Mauna Kea, we visited the little lake called Waiau, situated at an elevation of circa 12,000 feet, in a depression formed between the numerous snow covered peaks of the mountain. The lake was covered over with a crust of ice, two to three inches thick, but not strong enough to skate upon. To find ice in the tropics strikes the traveler with surprise, and here we feel inclined to play with it like children. Continue reading →