Death of Abela Kekamakahi in Coloma, California, 1860.

Death in California.

O Hae Hawaii:—Aloha oe:

A friend of ours has died on the 1st of Mei, 1860; that is Abela Kekamakahi, someone loved by everyone.

This is why he died; he had a distended stomach [opu ohao], which he had for four months. He was treated by a haole man, and received comfort, thereafter he relapsed, and a Hawaiian kahuna appeared named Keahilele, and with his treatment, his body received no comfort. Continue reading

Patriots celebrate La Hoihoi Ea in lands afar! 1862.

[For the Kuokoa.]

Hoihoi Ea Banquet


The 31st of July is a day celebrated by the Hawaiian Nation because it is the day on which the sovereignty of the land was restored, from the year 1843 until this year in which it is remembered. Therefore, we, the natives of Hawaii who live in this strange land, because of our aloha for our land of birth, make this a day of remembrance and a day of prayer, setting aside our labors.

This is what was done on that day: Before that day, food was purchased, and in the morning of that day, the food was cooked first, and all the food was assembled on a table that was covered with the green foliage of the Puluki;¹ and when the conch was sounded, the fellow diners came and sat upon their own seats. Then L. H. Kapuaa stood and spoke of the nature of activities of the day; before the singing. This is one of the songs composed by the youths of the Snow Flurry [na keiki o ka Ehu Hau]. This is it below.

  1. Aloha i ka aina,
    I ke one hanau,
    O ke ao lewa he inoa,
    O ka Haku ka Moi,
    Na keiki kamaaina,
    Na pua ala mau,
    Ua hoihoi mai ka ea,
    Kau  hou ka Hae Hawaii.
  2. Nolaila e na hoa,
    E ku a mele pu,
    Hauoli like kakou,
    Ma keia waoakua,
    Ua nui na la i hala,
    Aole kakou i hoomanao,
    Ua hoihoi mai ka ea,
    Kau hou ka Hae Hawaii.
  3. O Thomas ka mama,
    Ma na ale o ke kai,
    A hiki ma Hawaii,
    Kuka me ka Moi,
    Me na Luna Aupuni,
    Holo ke kuikahi,
    Ua hoihoi mai ka ea,
    Kau hou ka Hae Hawaii.
  4. Hoopauia o Lokeoki,
    Hoi nele aku ia,
    Ka moana Pakipika,
    Hauoli Hawaii,
    I ka la hope o Iulai,
    Ala ae kakou,
    Ua hoihoi mai ka ea,
    Kau hou ka Hae Hawaii.
  5. E ala e na keiki,
    O ka Ehu Hau,
    Mele me ka hauoli,
    Hoonani ke Akua,
    Nana kokua mai,
    Ka ea o ka aina,
    Ua hoihoi mai ke ea,
    Kau hou ka Hae Hawaii.

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Early report on poi palaoa in California, 1859.

Poi Palaoa.

O Hae Hawaii;

I have some news to report and it will be for you to carry it around to the borders of the land from Hawaii to Niihau, so that the news is heard by our friends living in the countryside [kuaaina] and in the royal court [alo alii].

Here is the news: this is my ninth year of living here in California, and the Hawaiians in California desire poi greatly, but have no way to get it.

But we get poi from the flour that is made by the haole, and through the ingenuity of the Hawaiians who by thinking came up with that poi.

This is how you acquire the poi; get a pot that is two feet high and pour water into it half way and place on top the fire; when it boils, carry it aside and pour in flour into the pot; hold a stick in one hand and stir until firm then put back on the fire; keep doing this, and put back on the fire four or five times at which point the poi is cooked; pour into a bucket or in a barrel perhaps, and mix until smooth; when we eat poi palaoa it is truly delicious like taro poi of Hawaii. With appreciation, By M. NAHORA.

Coloma, El Dorado County,

California, February 12, 1859.

(Hae Hawaii, 3/16/1859, p. 199)

He Poi Palaoa.

Ka Hae Hawaii, Buke 3, Helu 50, Aoao 199. Maraki 16, 1859.

William G. Kahuakaipia is killed in California, 1868.

Wiliama G. Kahuakaipia is Dead

Shot by an Indian with a Bow and Arrow at New Year’s Diggings, Mariposa County, California.

To the Heads of the Kuokoa; Our Aloha:—

We are sending you this new gift, and it is for you to place it in some open space of our Greatest Prize (the newspaper Kuokoa) so that the personal friends living in Manoa, Oahu, of the person mentioned above, may see, along with the story below of his death.

At 5:30 in the evening of Saturday, the 15th of September, we went to the shop of John Paremal, and as we got closer to the store, there was a group of Indians getting drunk; and we got to the store, and finished our food shopping, then we hung around for a few minutes; and as we looked around at the nice items in the shop, the sun left on its usual path and the stars were seen twinkling in the heavens. That was when we got ready to leave, carrying our good by hand and on our shoulders; and while we were enjoying our way back, an Indian met up with W. G. Kahuakaipia while he was a bit away from us, and a half gallon jug of alcohol was taken from his hand, and he went after that Indian, thinking to retrieve the half gallon jug. Right then, another Indian came out from the shop and drew back his bow and the [arrow] flew and struck the chest; “and Kahuakaipia pulled out the arrow breaking the stone head off within,” (the arrow entered six inches). That was when he spoke his last words, with sadness and aloha.

O You guys! I am dead. Hey you guys!! and when we heard this call by our friend, we didn’t believe it was true, for when we saw the Indian pull back his bow, we thought that he wouldn’t let the arrow fly, but no, the weapon of the Ignorant [Waawaaikinaaupo] youth flew swiftly and struck our friend. And when we approached to see him, he already lay there, his last breath gone with blood flowing profusely from the wound. Right then we went to look for the murderer in the store aided by the light of a lamp and we found him in a room hiding under a couch; he was pulling back his bow, thinking to shoot one of us. But he was not able to because he was grabbed by us and tied up with rope and thrown into a secured building which we guarded all night until day. And on the next night, the news reached those living at Kanaka Camp, Tuolumne County, and when the men and women had gathered by where the body lay, then L. H. Kapua stood and read some passages from the Holy Book about the dead one, and after his talk, he read Hymn 67 (Wide is the path to go down, Down to eternal death). And after the hymn was over and the glorification of God, we carried the coffin with the procession following behind, and let it down into the depths of the bowels of the earth.

After the body was gone, a coroner’s jury of six was chosen by Hon. J. McPherson so that this murder case would be resolved quickly. With the questioning of the witnesses of both sides, and after the presentations by both sides were finished, come to find out, the murderer was set free by the stupid jury without them considering the testimony of both sides.

And on the 17th of that same month, we went before the district judge of La Grange, Stanislaus County, and when we were speaking of and explaining what was done by the past jury in the crime of murder, the judge immediately sent an officer to arrest the murderer, and he was found 16 miles away from where he took the life of our friend, and was taken to the jail of Mariposa.

Then on the 27th of November, this murderer was retried by a jury before Hon. J. F. Jones Probate judge, the head judge of Mariposa County. When everyone was gathered in the courthouse, each witness for both sides stood one by one, and after they were done with their statements, then the lawyer for the murderer stood and did his job of twisting right into wrong and wrong into right; and when the eloquent speeches by the lawyers of both sides were completed, the judge stood up and read the law dealing with murder and instructed the jury to carefully consider the testimony by both sides, and when he was done the jury went into a room. After half an hour, everyone gathered again in the courthouse and the judge read the decision of the jury. The murdering Indian will be taken to the great prison of San Francisco where he will be incarcerated for 10 years with hard labor; and the court was adjourned.

The is what was done in the two trials. We are true witnesses of the deceased. With appreciation.

Hon. John L. Kalani,

J. H. Wahinealoha,

James Ma,

Moses Nahora, Secretary.

Kanaka Camp, Tuolumne County, California.

November 29, 1867.

[I am not sure if this Moses Nahora and the Moses Naehola of the earlier post are the same person or not…

And how awesome is this, Mariposa County History page has a sponsor!]

(Kuokoa, 2/1/1868, p. 4)

Make Wiliama G. Kahuakaipia

Ka Nupepa Kuokoa, Buke VII, Helu 6, Aoao 4. Feberuari 1, 1868.