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.
OUR BELOVED DAUGHTER, MRS. VICTORIA KEOLA HAS PASSED ON.
MRS. VICTORIA KEOLA.
Mr. Editor of the Kuokoa Newspapers, Aloha oe:—Please may we ask you to be patient and give us an open space of the Kuokoa for our parcel, and the paper will carry it upon the billows of the ocean until it reaches land, so that the family and friends of the beloved daughter of ours will see, whereas we, her parents were living at ease without dreaming of this ahead of time. On Monday, Jan. 17, while her father was getting ready to get on this horse to go into the mountains to perform his usual duties of seeking out steer, his female employer called out, “E Paahana, there was a wireless telegram from Honolulu saying Mrs. Victoria Keola is dead. That was a time for sadness and grief. From there, her father turned back for home and told the sad news to the family, there was a telegram telling of Victoria’s death. He got on the Kilauea of Monday, Jan. 17, with the great desire to see her remains, but no, her body was gone on the 17th while her papa was sailing on the sea. When he reached Honolulu, he got on a car and travelled straight for the house of his children [? daughter]; he saw his son-in-law and his grandchildren, but his beloved daughter, Mrs. Victoria Keola, he did not see, and his tears of love flowed and he went up to Maemae and saw the grave of our beloved, and his tears flowed; aloha for his daughter who went afar! Continue reading →
To the Editor of the Kuokoa Newspaper, aloha nui oe:—Please may you be patient in inserting in an open space of the columns of the esteemed newspaper of the lahui so that the many intimates and friends will know, and it shall be the speedy messenger pigeon that carries to all the neighborhoods of our islands, from where the sun arrives at Haehae until where it sets at the base of Lehua, that Mrs. Mileka Paia has passed, the lehua blossom has faded; she sleeps the sleep of summer and winter; the lehua scattering rain of Panaewa will no more sprinkle upon her, the Kanilehua rain will no more mist upon her cheeks, the lehua lei of Olaa will no more adorn her; and following her are mounds of tears being cried for her constantly night and day, while trying to calm the aloha that cannot be calmed, for she is gone, no more will we see her and hear her voice. Auwe, how heart wrenching! Continue reading →
HAWAIIANS ACT LIKE JAPANESE—Second graders of the Kamehameha Preparatory School donned Japanese costumes to enact this story of Japanese life. The photograph is one of the 90 in the exhibit Kamehameha Folio opening today at Bishop Museum in commemoration of the birthdate of Bernice Pauahi Bishop.—Kam School Photo.
KAMEHAMEHA FOLIO—The beaut of the Hawaiian kahili is reflected on the face of Nani Kapu, Kamehameha School student, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Sam Kapu. Nani’s photograph will be one of the 90 showing the activities of Kamehameha School students in the exhibit, Kamehameha Folio, opening today at Bishop Museum.—Luryier Diamond Photo.
Kam Schools Open Pauahi Birthday Museum Exhibit
Pauahi, daughter of the High Chiefs Konia and Paki, was born December 19, 1831, a date commemorated each year by the students of the Kamehameha Schools. Continue reading →
Bold and Wise Sovereign as Remembered by R. A. Lyman.
Hawaii has not been known to the world very many years, but during that time a King of whom she may well be proud has reigned over the land, a King who would compare very favorably with the monarchs of more enlightened nations. Kamehameha V., who ascended the throne of the Hawaiian Islands upon the death of Kamehameha IV. in 1863.
Before ascending the throne Kamehameha V. had acted as Minister of the Interior under Kamehameha IV. He had a very strong will, so that he was not Minister in name alone, but attended faithfully to the duties of his office. Continue reading →
Mr. Sol. Hanohanno, Aloha oe:–Please may I ask for your patience for my painful bundle above, and insert it in an open space of our pride, the speedy messenger that goes about the islands, so that the intimates and friends of my dear loving lei, Helena Haumea, will know. Continue reading →