Death of John Polapola, 1896.

[Found under: “KELA A ME KEIA.”]

A little after 10 o’clock on the night of Tuesday last, the breath of Keoni Polapola left him, at his residence makai of Honuakaha, Queen Street. He was seen that afternoon in good health, and as it got dark, he started having a pain in his head until his death. His land of birth was Tahiti, and he lived in Hawaii nei becoming a citizen and kamaaina, and married a woman and had children. Aloha for him!

(Makaainana, 4/27/1896, p. 8)

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Ka Makaainana,  Buke V—-Ano Hou, Helu 17, Aoao 8. Aperila 27, 1896.

John Polapola, proud eater of stones! 1893.

I SHALL EAT STONES.

This past Wednesday, John Polapola was dragged along by a traitor to his motherland. This is what he said to Jno. Polapola, as he held on tightly to his hand.

Let’s go.

Where are we going? said John [Keoni].

The traitor responded: To the Annexation Office, where you will sign your name, because you should think about your crackers and beef, and how you can continue to work.

This is the answer of the patriotic man: The job that I have now is in no way sufficient; Not at all! But I tell you, “I will eat stones;” that is better than me agreeing to sign my name under the Annexationists. For I love my land, and my Queen, and if you want to take away your jobs, I am now prepared. Continue reading