MY DEAR SWEETHEART HAS JUST PASSED, AND MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT HAS BEEN TAKEN AWAY.
Should it be satisfactory to you and your workers, here is my bundle of olive leaves that is placed above, so that our many loved ones living all the way from Haehae where the sun rises to the pleasant base of Lehua where the sun sets may see it.
My beloved has gone, my companion who I would talk with in days gone by, that is my beloved man, Mr. Aprahama Pihi, who is a native and a familiar one of the land famous for the “Kanilehua” [Hilo] and the fragrant bowers of hala of Puna, and the land of the Haao Rains [Kaʻū], that is the roots of my dear husband who left me, his companion, his wife, grieving at the side of his grave. Auwe! How dreadful. Abraham Pihi was born in Puueo, Hilo, Hawaii on the 5th of January, 1872, of E. P. Hoaai (m) and Lilia Palapala (f), and the two of them had 7 children: 5 daughters and 2 sons; and 2 of them went off in search of the footprints of their parents, and 5 remain mourning on this side: 4 girls and one boy.
He was educated at the Hilo Boarding School under the principal, Rev. W. R. Oleson [W. R. Olesona]¹. After he was done there, he entered Kamehameha School in 1893. He was at that school for 1 year, but because it was learned that he had the disease that separates families, he asked the principal, that being the Rev. W. R. Oleson, to release him. He returned to Wailuku, Maui, where his mother was living with his new father, the Rev. S. Kapu; he lived with his parents until he was taken in by the disease that separates families; he was taken from his parents and his younger siblings. He was taken away to this land of no friends in 1895. The number of years he had in this world was 24 and eleven months and 13 days, when his last breath was released. Continue reading