"But where is my canoe? What have you done with my canoe? You promised to guard it. By now it may have drifted out to sea or been stolen!"
"We tied it with ti ropes," answered the servant who had woven them.
"Ti ropes!" roared his majesty. "Why, no one here knows how to make ropes like that. The only place they do know is at Waipio. How did you learn?"
"I came to you from there," the man answered.
"Oh, and that is where you learned. Well and good. Hereafter this place shall be called Hilo."
And so it has been. The town at the mouth of the Wailuku has since that day been known by the Hawaiian word meaning "to twist."
MAUI CONQUERS THE SUN.
Hina, the goddess who in the long ago made her home in the great cave beneath Rainbow Falls, was especially gifted in the art of tapa making. So wonderfully artistic and fine were the tapas of Hina that people journeyed from all parts of the Island to view them and to covet. Even across the mighty shoulders of Mauna Loa from Kona and Kailua and down the rugged Hamakua Coast from Waipio they came, and from the other islands as well.
It was hard, laboring over the tapa every day, and especially hunting for the olona which Hina sometimes used. But she used also the bark of the mamake and wauke trees, which were more plentiful and very good for tapa.