Koloa, and more on Kaauhelemoa, 1871.

Duck-Shooting on Oahu.—For a country where the occupation of the sportsman is so little followed as here, those who do occasionally spend a day in its pursuit are amply rewarded by the sight of the many beauties of nature of our island. The wild duck is peculiar in its habits, and loves to haunt the lonely solitudes of the mountain fastnesses during the daytime, coming down at night to visit the streams, the taro-patches and the sea-shore for food. One of these noted haunts of the wild duck, which is very seldom visited and never has been described in print, lies far up in the bosom of the mountains, at the head of Palolo valley. Continue reading

Continuation of Theodore Kelsey’s lament, 1948.

A Hawaiian Lament
By THEODORE KELSEY
II

A little seaward of this forbidden domain the face of the father valley-ridge is sadly disfigured by a large quarrying scar, obliterating the interesting light-colored formation of Ka Upena a Maui—Demi-god Maui’s Fishnet.

Continuing down the road a short distance we come to the place where, on the upper side, the large sacred rock of Kane-hoa-lani has been split up. Continue reading

Theodore Kelsey reminisces about his life on Kauai and in Palolo, 1948.

A Hawaiian Lament
By THEODORE KELSEY
I

One of the most cherished memories of the writer’s life is that of himself as a small barefoot boy, when, with his mother, his little girl playmate and sweetheart, and others less remembered, he made a midnight visit from his home in Ke-kaha, on the enchanted island of Kau’ai, traveling in a horse-drawn, vehicle to the far-famed “Barking Sands,” at Mana’ (mah-nah’), lovingly called by the Hawaiians “Ke One Kani o No-hili—”The Sounding Sand of No-hili.” Continue reading

About Kaauhelemoa, 1895.

Kaauhelemoa.

This place remaining until this day to the north-east of Palolo valley and is surrounded by the mist of the cliffs most of the year is famous. In the old stories of Hawaii it is said that there was a supernatural champion fighting chicken of that place, and he was said to be a man-chicken and and chicken-man. He remained the victor before all of his opponents who stood before him; but there came a time that there appeared a champion chicken from Molokai (?), he was but a slim supernatural chicken, and it was he who thwarted the strength of Kaauhelemoa by actually entering the body of Kaauhelemoa, and started nibbling with his beak, and when he got out, Kaauhelemoa was in trouble, and flew to this place mentioned above, and scattered his feathers here and there, and growing there until today is a plant that very much resembles a chicken feather that is not found in other places in Hawaii nei. There is a large pool there and all varieties of kalo grow there until today. Continue reading