Kindness of Na-Lima-Nui--To Honolulu--Some of the Elders Decide to
Return Home
A little more than three weeks had passed when our money was paid out
except a very little. Much as we disliked the idea, it seemed necessary
for us to separate and seek places to live where we could find them
among the natives. We cast lots to learn which direction we should
take. Elder Henry W. Bigler drew south; Elder James Keeler, east; and
I, north.
I had explained our position to the man of whom we rented the house. Of
course my explanations were not perfect, for three weeks' residence had
not made us masters of the language; but he comprehended the situation
exactly. He went to a neighboring house, where the family lived who had
done our washing, and who had been very friendly and kind, and told the
lady how matters stood with us. She came in; but we were so busy making
our arrangements to start out that we did not converse with her, and
she went away again.
Brother Bigler started off in the direction which had fallen to him,
with a piece of paper in his hand, on which sentences in native,
such as he would be likely to need, were written, with their meaning
in English. Brother Keeler and myself were preparing to go in the
directions which had fallen to us, when Brother Keeler suggested that
we call upon Na-lima-nui, the old lady of whom I have spoken. Our
object was to learn from her, if we could, who there was that would be
likely to entertain strangers.
"Na-lima-nui" means in the language of the Sandwich Islands "big
hands." _Lima_ is the noun _hand_, _nui_ is the adjective _large_ or
_big_, and _na_ is the sign of the plural. You see it is a differently
constructed language to ours. The sign of the plural precedes the noun,
and the qualifying adjective follows it, as "hands large or big."
Na-lima-nui did not know where we could find a man who could entertain
us; but she said we were welcome to come and live in her house. We had
a long talk with her, and I endeavored to explain our position and what
our business was in coming to the Islands. We had no money, I said,
but anything that we did have, we should be glad to give her. We felt
humble, and would have been pleased to obtain a corner on the floor
to sleep in, so that we could live, learn the language and fill our
mission.
The kindness of this old lady touched me, and I could not refrain from
weeping. Never before in my life did I feel so thankful as I did for
the shelter she offered. I praised the Lord therefor; it was He who
touched the heart of herself and family.
The thought that we would not have to separate added to our joy, and
you can probably imagine with what delight we went to find Brother
Bigler. He had succeeded in finding a native who was willing to give
him food and a lodging place, if he would milk his cow and do other
chores. He was as much rejoiced as we to learn that we could live
together.
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