On the morning of the day of battle, Kalelealuaka said to his wives
that he had a great hankering for some shrimps and moss, which must
be gathered in a particular way, and that nothing else would please
his appetite. Thereupon, they dutifully set out to obtain these things
for him. As soon as they had gone from the house Kalelealuaka flew to
Waianae and arrayed himself with wreaths of the fine-leaved _maile_
(_Maile laulii_). which is peculiar to that region. Thence he flew to
Napeha, where the lame marshal, Maliuhaaino, was painfully climbing
the hill on his way to battle. Kalelealuaka cheerily greeted him,
and the following dialogue occurred:

K. "Whither are you trudging, Maliuhaaino?"

M. "What! don't you know about the war?"

K. "Let me carry you."

M. "How fast you travel! Where are you from?"

K. "From Waianae."

M. "So I see from your wreaths. Yes, carry me, and Waianae shall
be yours."

At the word Kalelealuaka picked up the cripple and set him down on
an eminence _mauka_ of the battlefield, saying, "Remain you here and
watch me. If I am killed in the fight, you return by the same way we
came and report to the King."