persons “for material in the compilation of many of the legends embraced in this volume.”  Thus there are ten cooks, and the question arises, “did they carefully and conscientiously tell these stories exactly as related to them by aboriginal Hawaiians, free from missionary influences, or did they flavor the broth with European condiments?” To this question no answer is given in the book, but there is plenty of evidence that either the King himself, in order to make his people as much like ours as possible, or his foreign assistants, embellished them with sentimental details.  To take only two significant points:  it sounds very sentimental to be told that the girl Ua, after Kaaialii had jumped into the vortex “wailed upon the winds a requiem of love and grief,” but a native Hawaiian has no more notion of the word requiem than he has of a syllogism.  Then again, the story is full of expressions like this:  “His heart beat with joy, for he thought she was Kaala;” or “He asked her for a smile and she gave him her heart.”  Such phrases mislead not only the general reader but careless anthropologists into the belief that the lower races feel and express their love just as we do.  As a matter of fact, Polynesians do not attribute feelings to the heart.  Ellis (II., 311), could not even make them understand what he was talking about when he tried to explain to them our ideas regarding the heart as a seat of moral feeling.  The fact that our usage in this respect is a mere convention, not based on physiological facts, makes it all the more reprehensible to falsify psychology by adorning aboriginal tales with the borrowed plumes and phrases of civilization.

VAGARIES OF HAWAIIAN FONDNESS

It is quite possible that the events related in the cave-story did occur; but a Hawaiian, untouched by missionary influences, would have told them very differently.  It is very much more likely, however, that if a Hawaiian had found himself in the predicament of Kaaialii, he would have sympathized with the king’s contemptuous speech:  “What! would you throw your life away for a girl?  There are others as fair.  Here is Ua; she shall be your wife.”  This would have been much more in accordance with what observers have told us of Hawaiian “heart-affairs.”  “The marriage tie is loose,” says Ellis (IV., 315), “and the husband can dismiss his wife on any occasion.”  “The loves of the Hawaiians are usually ephemeral,” says “Haeole,” the author of Sandwich Island Notes (267).  The widow seldom or never plants a solitary flower over the grave of her lord.  She may once visit the mound that marks the repose of his ashes, but never again, unless by accident.  It not unfrequently happens that a second husband is selected while the remains of the first are being conveyed to his “long home.”  Hawaiian women seem more attached to pigs and puppies than to their husbands or even their children.  The writer just