His mother said: “Yes, that is right. I will tell you about my people and their lands.” So she told him about his ancestors, his grandparents and their rich lands around the Nuuanu stream and its bordering plains; also of the stopping-places as he should cross the island to Kapalama, his grandmother, where he would [[221]]find his sister under a rainbow having certain strong shades of color.
The parents prepared a red feather cloak for him to wear with his fine magic malo. These he put on, and, taking his ancestral spear, went down to the sea. Laying his spear on the water, he poised upon it, when it dashed like a great fish through the water; leaping from wave to wave, it swept over the sea like a malolo (flying-fish), and landed him on the Oahu beach among the sand-dunes of Waianae.
Taking up his spear he started toward the sunrise side of the island, calling upon it as he went along to direct his path to Kapalama. Then he threw the spear as if it were a dart in the game of pahee, but instead of sliding and skipping along the ground it leaped into the air, and, like a bird floating on its wings, went along before the young chief.
Once it flew fast and far ahead of him to a place where two women were working, and fell at their feet. They saw the beautiful spear, wonderfully polished, and picked it up, and quickly found a hiding-place wherein they concealed it. Covering up the deep furrow it had made in the ground where it fell and looking around without seeing any one, they resumed their work.
Soon Kauilani came to the place where they [[222]]were, and, greeting them, asked pleasantly, “When did you see my travelling companion who passed this way?” They were a little confused, yet said they had not seen any one.
Then he asked them plainly if a spear had passed them, and again they denied all knowledge of anything coming near. Kauilani said, “Have you not concealed my friend, my spear?”
They replied: “No. We have not had anything to do with any spear.”
The chief softly called, “E Koa-wi! E Koa-wa! E!” The spear replied in a small, sharp voice, “E-o-e-o!” and leaped out from its hiding-place, knocking the women over into the stream near which they had been working.
Taking the spear, he went down to the seashore, scolding it on the way for making sport of him, and threatened to break it if anything else went wrong. The spear said: “You must not injure me, your ancestor, or all your visit will result in failure. But if you lay me down on the beach I will take you to the place where you can find your sister.”
The chief said, “How shall I know you are not deceiving me?”