The Hawaiian Archipelago - Six Months Among The Palm Groves, Coral Reefs, And Volcanoes Of The Sandwich Islands By Isabella L. Bird
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There Is No Word For "Thank
You." Maikai "Good," Is Often Useful In Its Place, And Smiles
Supply The Rest.
There are no words which express "gratitude" or
"chastity," or some others of the virtues; and they have no word for
"weather," that which we understand by "weather" being absolutely
unknown.
Natives have no surnames. Our volcano guide is Upa, or Scissors,
but his wife and children are anything else. The late king was
Kamehameha, or the "lonely one." The father of the present king is
called Kanaina, but the king's name is Lunalilo, or "above all."
Nor does it appear that a man is always known by the same name, nor
that a name necessarily indicates the sex of its possessor. Thus,
in signing a paper the signature would be Hoapili kanaka, or Hoapili
wahine, according as the signer was man or woman. I remember that
in my first letter I fell into the vulgarism, initiated by the
whaling crews, of calling the natives Kanakas. This is universally
but very absurdly done, as Kanaka simply means man. If an Hawaiian
word is absolutely necessary, we might translate native and have
maole, pronounced maori, like that of the New Zealand aborigines.
Kanaka is to me decidedly objectionable, as conveying the idea of
canaille.
I had written thus far when Mr. Severance came in to say that a
grand display of the national sport of surf-bathing was going on,
and a large party of us went down to the beach for two hours to
enjoy it.
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