Flute and Violin, and Other Kentucky Tales and RomancesAllen, James Lane
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Flute and Violin, and Other Kentucky Tales and Romances
Allen, James Lane
Kentucky -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories, American
"So that before I go further, I shall pause again to describe to you
one spot which is the loveliest on the island. About a mile and a
half from the village of Kalawao there is a rocky point which is used
as an irregular landing-place when the sea is wild. Just beyond this
point there is an inward curve of the coast, making an inlet of the
sea; and from the water's edge there slopes backward into the bosom
of the island a deep ravine. Down this ravine there falls and winds a
gleaming white cataract, and here the tropical vegetation grows most
beautiful. The trees are wreathed with moist creepers; the edges and
crevices of the lava blocks are fringed with ferns and moss. Here the
wild ginger blooms and the crimson lehua. Here grow trees of orange
and palm and punhala groves. Here one sees the rare honey-bird with
its plumage of scarlet velvet, the golden plover, and the beautiful
white bos'un-bird, wheeling about the black cliff heights. The spot is
as beautiful as a scene in some fairy tale. When storms roll in from
the sea the surf flows far back into this ravine, and sometimes--after
the waters have subsided--a piece of wreckage from the ocean is left
behind.
"Forgive me once more, O dear Mother! if again I seem to you so idle
and unmeaning in my words. But I have found it almost impossible to go
on; and, besides, I think you will thank me, after you have read my
letter through, for telling you first of this place.
"From the day of our first learning that there was a young spirit
among you who had elected, for Christ's sake, to come here and labor
with us, we had counted the days till she should arrive. The news
had spread throughout the leper settlement. Father Damien had made
it known to the lepers in Kalawao, Father Wendolen had likewise told
it among the lepers in Kalapaupa, and the Protestant ministers spoke
of it to their flocks. Thus her name had already become familiar to
hundreds of them, and many a prayer had been offered up for her safety.
"Once a week there comes to Molokai from Honolulu a little steamer
called _Mokolii_. When it reached here last Saturday morning it
brought the news that just before it sailed from Honolulu the vessel
bearing Sister Dolorosa had come into port. She had been taken in
charge by the Sisters until the _Mokolii_ should return and make the
next trip. I should add that the steamer leaves at about five o'clock
in the afternoon, and that it usually reaches here at about dawn of
the following morning in ordinary weather.
"And now, dear Mother, I beseech you to lay my letter aside! Do not
read further now. Lay it aside, and do not take it up again until you
have sought in prayer the consolation of our divine religion for the
sorrows of our lives.
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