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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Close To The
Track Crystals Of Olivine Lie In Great Profusion, And In A Few Of
The Crevices There Are Young Plants Of A Fern Which Everywhere Has
The Audacity To Act As The Herald Of Vegetation.
Beyond this desert the country is different in its features from the
rest of the island, a green smiling land of Beulah, varied by lines
of craters covered within and without with vegetation.
For thirty
miles the track passes under the deep shade of coco palms, of which
Puna is the true home; and from under their feathery shadow, and
from amidst the dark leafage of the breadfruit, gleamed the rose-
crimson apples of the eugenia, and the golden balls of the guava. I
have not before seen this exquisite palm to advantage, for those
which fringe the coast have, as compared with these, a look of
tattered, sombre, harassed antiquity. Here they stood in thousands,
young as well as old, their fronds gigantic, their stems curving
every way, and the golden light, which is peculiar to them, toned
into a golden green. They were loaded with fruit in all stages,
indeed it is produced in such abundance that thousands of nuts lie
unheeded on the ground. Animals, including dogs and cats, revel in
the meat, and in the scarcity of good water the milk is a useful
substitute.
Late in the afternoon we reached our destination, a comfortable
frame house, on one of those fine natural lawns in which Hawaii
abounds. A shower at seven each morning keeps Puna always green.
Our kind host, a German, married to a native woman, served our meals
in a house made of grass and bamboo; but the wife and children, as
is usual in these cases, never appeared at table, and contented
themselves with contemplating us at a great distance.
The next afternoon we rode to one of the natural curiosities of
Puna, which gave me intense pleasure. It lies at the base of a cone
crowned with a heiau and a clump of coco palms. Passing among
bread-fruit and guavas into a palm grove of exquisite beauty, we
came suddenly upon a lofty wooded cliff of hard basaltic rock, with
ferns growing out of every crevice in its ragged but perpendicular
sides. At its feet is a cleft about 60 feet long, 16 wide, and 18
deep, full of water at a temperature of 90 degrees. This has an
absolute transparency of a singular kind, and perpetrates wonderful
optical illusions. Every thing put into it is transformed. The
rocks, broken timber, and old cocoa nuts which lie below it, are a
frosted blue; the dusky skins of natives are changed to alabaster;
and as my companion, in a light print holuku, swam to and fro, her
feet and hands became like polished marble tinged with blue, and her
dress floated through the water as if woven of blue light.
Everything about this spring is far more striking and beautiful than
the colour in the blue grotto of Capri.
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