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Wakea, Most plain to see was

that their garments were not

white, but colored. But there

was something beside this ma

terial difference it was the

way these friends looked upon

their leader. In their eyes one

could see their reverence. In

their strange speech one could

feel their great love.

Friend and foe among the

Polynesians now set about to

entertain the strangers. Put

ting forth their choicest dish

es, making welcome with song

and dances, they invited the

strangers to partake of the

great feast. They had planned

an entire night of merrymak

ing, but alas, as the sun began

to paint the western sky with

the colors of the orchids,

hanging in profusion in the

forest, they could see that the

strangers were preparing to

leave them.

The sadness they had felt

at this discovery was suddenly

reversed when they saw the strangers bidding tearful farewell to the god Wa-

kea. Scarcely had the people dreamed of this good fortune,  for now it was

becoming very obvious that the god Wakea was planning a no journey,

but would remain among them. Respectfully at a short distance stood the

people, while Wakea comforted the tearful strangers. They saw Him point

to the direction of the sunrise, and wondered among themselves what He

might be saying in His strange language.                           go to next page