made of sharks’ teeth, tortoise-shell cups and spoons, calabashes and bowls.  There were some most interesting though somewhat horrible necklaces made of hundreds of braids of human hair cut from the heads of victims slain by the chiefs themselves; from these braids was suspended a monstrous hook carved from a large whale’s tooth, called a Paloola, regarded by the natives as a sort of idol.  There are models of ancient and modern canoes—­the difference between which is not very great,—­paddles, inlaid with mother-of-pearl, old war-masks, and dresses still in use in the less frequented islands, anklets of human teeth, and many other things far too numerous to mention.  The most interesting of all were, perhaps, the old feather war cloaks, like the ancient togas of the Romans.  They are made of thousands of yellow, red, and black feathers, of the oo, niamo, and eine, taken singly and fastened into a sort of network of string, so as to form a solid fabric, like the richest velvet or plush, that glitters like gold in the sunlight.  The helmets, made of the same feathers, but worked on to a frame of perfect Grecian shape, similar to those seen in the oldest statuary or on the Elgin marbles, are even more artistic and elegant.  Whence came the idea and design?  Untutored savages could scarcely have evolved them out of their own heads.  Some element of civilisation, and of highly artistic civilisation too, must surely have existed among them at some remote period of their history.

[Illustration:  Ancient War Masks and Costumes from the Museum at Honolulu]

Friday, December 29th.—­We had a bathe overboard early this morning.  The children were ashore at half-past nine, to go and spend the day at a friend’s, at the top of the Nuuanu Avenue, on the road to the Pali.

The King’s two sisters came to call on us in the morning with their respective husbands.  We had a great many visitors all the morning, till it was time to go to lunch; after which we went to call on the Princess Likelike, who drove me to Waikiki, to see her sister, the Princess Kamakaeha, at her country residence, a very large native grass house, with an enormous verandah.  Both ladies are married to Englishmen, and live partly in English style.  Inside there is a spacious drawing-room, well furnished, with pictures and nick-nacks, where we spent a pleasant half-hour in the gloaming.  The sunset, over Diamond Head, and the sea, which was just visible through the cocoa-nut trees, was splendid.  Both the Princesses were as kind as they could be.  The royal family have formed quite a little colony here.  The King’s house is next door, and that of the Prince Leleiohoku is not far off.  They all come here in the most unpretending way possible, and amuse themselves by fishing and bathing.

It had been quite dark for some time, when the Princess Likelike dropped me at the hotel at half-past seven, where I found Tom and Mr. Freer waiting for me.  We had a quiet dinner, and then went for a stroll.  It was a fine clear night, with an almost full moon.  The streets were full of equestrians, riding about in pairs, for there was to be a great riding party up to the Pali to-night, the rendezvous for which was in Emma Square.  Every lady had to select and bring with her an attendant cavalier.[14]