far below, could be seen the summits of lesser peaks and crags, at
whose bases foamed and rumbled the Pacific surge. In fine weather a
boat could land on the rocky beach that marked the entrance of
Kalalau Valley, but the weather must be very fine. And a cool-
headed mountaineer might climb from the beach to the head of Kalalau
Valley, to this pocket among the peaks where Koolau ruled; but such
a mountaineer must be very cool of head, and he must know the wild-
goat trails as well. The marvel was that the mass of human wreckage
that constituted Koolau's people should have been able to drag its
helpless misery over the giddy goat-trails to this inaccessible
spot.

"Brothers," Koolau began.

But one of the mowing, apelike travesties emitted a wild shriek of
madness, and Koolau waited while the shrill cachination was tossed
back and forth among the rocky walls and echoed distantly through
the pulseless night.

"Brothers, is it not strange? Ours was the land, and behold, the
land is not ours. What did these preachers of the word of God and
the word of Rum give us for the land? Have you received one dollar,
as much as one dollar, any one of you, for the land? Yet it is
theirs, and in return they tell us we can go to work on the land,
their land, and that what we produce by our toil shall be theirs.
Yet in the old days we did not have to work. Also, when we are
sick, they take away our freedom."

"Who brought the sickness, Koolau?" demanded Kiloliana, a lean and
wiry man with a face so like a laughing faun's that one might expect