such is the tree for a canoe."

Laka followed this advice, and went to the mountains to find the
tree for his canoe. Finding a suitable one, he commenced to cut
in the morning, and by sundown he had felled it to the ground. This
accomplished, he went home. Returning the next day, to his surprise he
could not find his fallen tree, so he cut down another, with the same
result. Laka was thus tricked for several days, and in his perplexity
consulted again with his grandmother, who sent him off with the same
advice as before, to look for the crescent-shaped leaf.

He went to the mountains again and found the desired tree, but before
cutting it he dug a big hole on the side where the Kalala-Kamahele
would fall. Upon cutting the tree it fell right into the hole or
trench, as designed; then he jumped into it and lay in waiting for
the person or persons who were reërecting the trees he had cut down
for his canoe.

While thus waiting, he heard some one talking about raising the tree
and returning it to its former position, followed by someone chanting
as follows:


E ka mano o ke Akua,
Ke kini o ke Akua,
Ka lehu o ke Akua,
Ka lalani Akua,
Ka pukui Akua!
E na Akua o ke kuahiwi nei,
I ka mauna,