“Yonder,” said she, pointing to a grass house. “Lima-loa, who hails from Kauna-lewa, in Mana, bound on the thatch. That job completed, he went away with all the men of the place to bewail him. We two women alone remain to keep watch over him. There he lies and we stand guard over his sepulcher.”
Then Hiiaka, girding herself with her divine attributes as a goddess of Kilauea—the power which, on occasion, availed to flood the plains of Puna with sounding plates of pahoehoe, or to heap up the rugged aä at Maukele—reached into the sepulcher in search of Lohiau’s body. But it was not there. It had been stolen away by the two mo’o-witches (Kilioe and Ka-lana-mai-nu’u) and lodged in a cave high up in the inaccessible mountain side.
The emotions of Hiiaka at this turn of events found expression in song:
A Lima-loa[7] i ke kaha
O Kauna-lewa ho’i e-e:
Ako Mana i ka hale ohai—
Aina ko hele la, e-e,—
Hoopunipuni i ka malihini:
Puni ho’i au, e-e!
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