[Picture: Book cover] ON THE MAKALOA MAT BY JACK LONDON * * * * * MILLS & BOON, LIMITED 49 RUPERT STREET LONDON, W.1 * * * * * _Published 1920_ * * * * * _Copyright in the United States of America by_ JACK LONDON. CONTENTS PAGE I. ON THE MAKALOA MAT 11 II. THE BONES OF KAHEKILI 52 III. WHEN ALICE TOLD HER SOUL 90 IV. SHIN-BONES 119 V. THE WATER BABY 158 VI. THE TEARS OF AH KIM 176 VII. THE KANAKA SURF 202 ON THE MAKALOA MAT UNLIKE the women of most warm races, those of Hawaii age well and nobly. With no pretence of make-up or cunning concealment of time’s inroads, the woman who sat under the hau tree might have been permitted as much as fifty years by a judge competent anywhere over the world save in Hawaii. Yet her children and her grandchildren, and Roscoe Scandwell who had been her husband for forty years, knew that she was sixty-four and would be sixty-five come the next twenty-second day of June. But she did not look it, despite the fact that she thrust reading glasses on her nose as she read her magazine and took them off when her gaze desired to wander in the direction of the half-dozen children playing on the lawn. It was a noble situation—noble as the ancient hau tree, the size of a house, where she sat as if in a house, so spaciously and comfortably house-like was its shade furnished; noble as the lawn that stretched away landward its plush of green at an appraisement of two hundred dollars a front foot to a bungalow equally dignified, noble, and costly. Seaward, glimpsed through a fringe of hundred-foot coconut palms, was the ocean; beyond the reef a dark blue that grew indigo blue to the horizon, within the reef all the silken gamut of jade and emerald and tourmaline.