Our Little Hawaiian CousinWade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard
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Our Little Hawaiian Cousin
Wade, Mary Hazelton Blanchard
Children -- Hawaii --Juvenile literature; Hawaii -- Social life and customs -- Juvenile literature
As the years passed by, the brown people living on the Hawaiian Islands
came into closer relations with America. The islands are on the line of
trade and travel between America and Asia. Our missionaries went there,
and the people welcomed them gladly.
At length the time came when the Hawaiian Islands asked the greatest of
the American nations, our United States, to receive them into her
family; for they saw that they could not govern themselves as wisely
alone as with her help. Thus these brown, childlike people came to be
among the youngest of the adopted children of our nation.
Our government has accepted a great trust in undertaking to care for
these people who are of a different race and who live far from our
shores. We shall all of us feel much interest in seeing that our adopted
brothers and sisters are treated kindly, wisely, and well. We shall not
forget that, far apart as they are from us in distance and by race
descent, they are yet our kindred. So we shall be doubly glad to meet
and know our little Hawaiian cousin.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I. A HAPPY CHILD 9
II. AN OUTDOOR KITCHEN 17
III. SURF-RIDING 26
IV. QUARTERLY REVIEW 35
V. AUWAE'S SCHOOL 45
VI. LONG AGO 52
VII. THE COMING OF THE WHITE MAN 59
VIII. THE DIVER 68
IX. STORIES OF OLDEN TIME 77
X. UP THE MOUNTAIN 85
XI. THE VOLCANO 92
List of Illustrations
PAGE
AUWAE _Frontispiece_
"IT IS A LOW BUILDING WHOSE SIDES AND HIGH
SLOPING ROOF ARE THATCHED WITH GRASSES" 13
"THE PARTY SIT ON THE GRASS IN A CIRCLE" 22
"AUWAE AND UPA DARED TO PEEP INSIDE" 41
"A LITTLE STREAM WHERE TWO WOMEN ARE WASHING" 47
"IT IS LIKE A LONG, GRAND TOBOGGAN SLIDE" 75
Our Little Hawaiian Cousin
CHAPTER I.
A HAPPY CHILD.
LITTLE Auwae is beautiful; but, better than that, much better, she has
no thought of it herself.
She sits in front of her low cottage home singing a soft sweet song,
weaving a garland of scarlet flowers to adorn her head. As she carefully
places each bud on the string, she looks up at the American flag
floating in the breezes not far away.
The schoolmaster of the village tells her it is in honour of George
Washington, the greatest man of the United States; that if he had not
lived, America would not be what she is to-day, and she might not have
been able to give Hawaii the help needed when trouble came.
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