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 Was Anxious To Get Rid Of This
Voluntary Escort, And We Took A Gallop Over The Soft Springy Grass
Till we reached some very pretty grass houses, under the shade of
the most magnificent bread-fruit trees on Hawaii,
Loaded with fruit.
There were orange trees in blossom, and coffee trees with masses of
sweet white flowers lying among their flaky branches like snow, and
the unfailing cocoa-nut rising out of banana groves, and clusters of
gardenia smothering the red hibiscus. Here Hananui adopted a
showman's air; he made me feel as if I were one of Barnum's
placarded monsters. I had nothing to do but sit on my horse and be
stared at. I felt that my bleached face was unpleasing, that my
eyes and hair were faded, and that I had a great deal to answer for
in the way of colour and attire. From the way in which he asked me
unintelligible questions, I gathered that the people were
catechizing him about me, and that he was romancing largely at my
expense. They brought me some bananas and cocoa-nut milk, which
were most refreshing.
Beyond the houses the valley became a jungle of Indian shot (Canna
indica), eight or nine feet high, guavas and ohias, with an
entangled undergrowth of ferns rather difficult to penetrate, and
soon Hananui, whose soul was hankering after the delights of
society, stopped, saying, "Lios (horses) no go." "We'll try," I
replied, and rode on first. He sat on his horse laughing
immoderately, and then followed me. I see that in travelling with
natives it is essential to have a definite plan of action in one's
own mind, and to verge on self-assertion in carrying it out. We
fought our way a little further, and then he went out of sight
altogether in the jungle, his horse having floundered up to his
girths in soft ground, on which we dismounted and tethered the
horses. H. had never been any further, and as I failed to make him
understand that I desired to visit the home of the five cascades, I
had to reverse our positions and act as guide. We crept along the
side of a torrent among exquisite trees, moss, and ferns, till we
came to a place where it divided. There were three horses tethered
there, some wearing apparel lying on the rocks, and some human
footprints along one of the streams, which decided me in favour of
the other. H. remonstrated by signs, as doubtless he espied an
opportunity for much gossip in the other direction, but on my
appearing persistent, he again laughed and followed me.
From this point it was one perfect, rapturous, intoxicating, supreme
vision of beauty, and I felt, as I now believe, that at last I had
reached a scene on which foreign eyes had never looked. The glories
of the tropical forest closed us in with their depth, colour, and
redundancy. Here the operations of nature are rapid and decisive.
A rainfall of eleven feet in a year and a hothouse temperature force
every plant into ceaseless activity, and make short work of decay.
Leafage, blossom, fruitage, are simultaneous and perennial.
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