The temple was completed, and it only remained to carry a god up there.  This divinity was nothing but an ohia-tree of enormous size, which had been cut down in the forest above Ninole.  At the appointed day the chief priests and people set to work to draw the god to his residence.  In order to reach the height of Makanau there was a very steep pali to be ascended.  They had to carry up the god on the side toward Ninole, which was all the better for the execution of their premeditated plan.  Arrived at the base of the precipice, all pulled at the rope; but the god, either by the contrivance of the priests, or owing to the obstacles which the roughness of the rock presented, ascended only with great difficulty.  “The god will never come to the top of the pali,” said the Kahuna, “if the chief continues to walk before him; the god should go first by right of power, and the chief below, following, to push the lower end; otherwise we shall never overcome his resistance.”  The high chief, Kohaokalani, complied with the advice of the priests, placed himself beneath the god, and pushed the end from below.  Instantly priests and people let go the cord, and the enormous god, rolling upon the chief, crushed him at once.  The death of Kohaokalani is attributed chiefly to the Kahuna.

THE HISTORY OF KOIHALA.

Koihala reigned at Ka’u.  He was a very great chief—­perhaps the entire island recognized his authority.  An abuse of power hastened his death.  He had commanded the people of Ka’u to bring him food upon the plain of Punaluu, at the place known under the name of Puuonuhe.  A party of men set out with pounded kalo (paiai, differing from poi in not being diluted), bound up in leaves of ki, called la’i (a contraction for lau-ki).  When they arrived at the top of the plateau, which is very elevated, they found that the chief had set out for Kaalikii, two leagues from Puuonuhe, and that he had left orders for them to bring him the provisions in this distant place.  The bearers hastened toward Kaalikii.  As soon as they came there, orders were given for them to proceed to Waioahukini, half a league’s walk in the same direction, and beneath the great pali of Malilele, on the shore.  They went on.  Arrived at Waioahukini, they were ordered to go and join the chief at Kalae.  There they had to climb again the great pali, and two leagues more to go.  When they reached the cape of Kalae, the most southern point of the Hawaiian group, they were sent to seek the chief at the village of Mahana; but he had left for Paihaa, a village near Kaalualu, a little bay where the native vessels now anchor.  There, at last, they must find the tyrant.  Exasperated, dying of hunger, indignant at the cruel way in which the chief made sport of their pains, the bearers sat down on the grass and took counsel.  First they decided to eat up the food, without leaving any thing for the chief who entertained himself so strangely in fatiguing his people (hooluhi howa).  They moreover determined to carry to him, instead of kalo, bundles of stones.  The trial of Koihala is ended, his insupportable yoke is about to fall.