When Pele ceased chanting, winds without



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number began to come near, scraping over the
land. The surf on the reef was roaring. The
white sand of the beach rose up. Thunder fol-
lowed the rolling, rumbling tongue of branching
lightning. Mist crept over the precipices. Run-
ning water poured down the face of the cliffs.
Red water and white water fled seaward, and the
stormy heart of the ocean rose in tumbled heaps.
The people rushed to their homes. The chiefs
hastened from the house of pleasure. The feast
and the day of dancing were broken up. Lohiau
said to Pele: "How great indeed have been your
true words telling the evil of this day. Here
have come the winds and destructive storms of
Haena. Truly this land has had evil to-day."

When Pele had laid herself down on the soft
mats of Puna for her long sleep she had charged
her little sister, who had been carried in her
bosom, to wake her if she had not returned to
life before nine days were past.
The days were almost through to the last
moment when Lohiau lamented the evil which his
land had felt. Then as the winds died away and
the last strong gust journeyed out toward the
sea Pele heard Hiiaka's voice calling from the
island Hawaii in the magic chant Pele had told
her to use to call her back to life.
