But Makalani protested, "I will not let him be buried; let him lie
here, and I will watch over him as he commanded; you also heard his
words." But in spite of the wife's earnest protests, the hard-hearted
father-in-law gathered strong vines of the _koali_ (convolvulus),
tied them about Kaopele's feet, and attaching to them heavy stones,
caused his body to be conveyed in a canoe and sunk in the dark waters
of the ocean midway between Kauai and Oahu.

Makalani lived in sorrow for her husband until the birth of her child,
and as it was a boy, she called his name Kalelealuaka.



PART II


When the child was about two months old the sky became overcast and
there came up a mighty storm, with lightning and an earthquake. Kaopele
awoke in his dark, watery couch, unbound the cords that held his feet,
and by three powerful strokes raised himself to the surface of the
water. He looked toward Kauai and Oahu, but love for his wife and
child prevailed and drew him to Kauai.

In the darkness of night he stood by his wife's bed and, feeling
for her, touched her forehead with his clammy hand. She awoke with
a start, and on his making himself known she screamed with fright,
"Ghost of Kaopele!" and ran to her parents. Not until a candle was
lighted would she believe it to be her husband. The step-parents,
in fear and shame at their heartless conduct, fled away, and never
returned. From this time forth Kaopele was never again visited by a