To this he replied: "My hand constrains me to plant; I crave work;
does idleness bring in anything? There is profit only when a man turns
the palm of his hand to the soil: that brings in food for family and
friends. If one were indeed the son of a king he could sleep until
the sun was high in the heavens, and then rise and find the bundles
of cooked food ready for him. But for a plain man, the only thing
to do is to cultivate the soil and plant, and when he returns from
his work let him light his oven, and when the food is cooked let the
husband and the wife crouch about the hearth and eat together."

Again, very early on the following morning, while his wife slept,
Kaopele rose, and going to the house of a neighbor, borrowed a fishhook
with its tackle. Then, supplying himself with bait, he went a-fishing
in the ocean and took an enormous quantity of fish. On his way home
he stopped at the house where he had borrowed the tackle and returned
it, giving the man also half of the fish. Arrived at home, he threw
the load of fish onto the ground with a thud which waked his wife
and parents.

"So you have been a-fishing," said his wife. "Thinking you had again
gone to work in the field, I went up there, but you were not there. But
what an immense plantation you have set out! Why, the whole plain
is covered."

His father-in-law said, "A fine lot of fish, my boy."

Thus went life with them until the crops were ripe, when one day
Kaopele said to his wife, who was now evidently with child, "If the
child to be born is a boy, name it Kalelealuaka; but if it be a girl,
name it as you will, from your side of the family."