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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I Even Wish That You Could See Me In My Rob
Roy Riding Dress, With Leather Belt And Pouch, A Lei Of The Orange
Seeds Of The Pandanus Round My Throat, Jingling Mexican Spurs, Blue
Saddle Blanket, And Rob Roy Blanket Strapped On Behind The Saddle!
This place is grandly situated 600 feet above a deep cove, into
which two beautiful gulches of great size run, with heavy cascades,
finer than Foyers at its best, and a native village is picturesquely
situated between the two.
The great white rollers, whiter by
contrast with the dark deep water, come into the gulch just where we
forded the river, and from the ford a passable road made for hauling
sugar ascends to the house. The air is something absolutely
delicious; and the murmur of the rollers and the deep boom of the
cascades are very soothing. There is little rise or fall in the
cadence of the surf anywhere on the windward coast, but one even
sound, loud or soft, like that made by a train in a tunnel.
We were kindly welcomed, and were at once "made at home." Delicious
phrase! the full meaning of which I am learning on Hawaii, where,
though everything has the fascination of novelty, I have ceased to
feel myself a stranger. This is a roomy, rambling frame-house, with
a verandah, and the door, as is usual here, opens directly into the
sitting-room. The stair by which I go to my room suggests
possibilities, for it has been removed three inches from the wall by
an earthquake, which also brought down the tall chimney of the
boiling-house.
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