18. Sina reproached herself: "Oh! I fear these ladies; I knew not they were seeking a wife for their brother Maluafiti. etc. 19. "Come, oh come," said Sina, "forgive me, I've done you wrong." Sina begged pardon in vain, the ladies were angry still. etc. 20. The canoe of Maluafiti arrived. He came to court Lady Sina, and also to fetch his sisters. etc. 21. He came, he heard the tale of his sisters, And then up flew implacable rage. etc. 22. Sina longed to get Maluafiti; He was her heart's desire, and long she had waited for him. etc. 23. Maluafiti frowned and would return, And off he went with his sisters. Sina cried and screamed, and determined to follow swimming. etc. 24. The sisters pleaded to save and to bring her, Maluafiti relented not, and Sina died in the ocean. etc. In a story about another lady called Sinasengi, we are told about her wonderful pool. She had "caught the shadows" of a variety of scenes, and imprinted them on the _water_. A problem this for the photographers! Night-dances, races, club exercise, battles, public meetings, and some of the ordinary employments of daily life were all there. The pool was covered over, but by the removal of a stone this "chamber of imagery" could be all seen. Everything seemed so real that a man one day was so enraptured with the sight of one of his favourite sports that he jumped in to join a dancing party. But, alas! he bruised his head and broke his arm on the _stones_ which he found under the surface, instead of the gambols of living men. Stories also of wifely and husband affection and the reverse are preserved in song. Take the following as a specimen. The original runs through twenty-six verses, but I abbreviate and give the substance:-- There was a youth called Siati noted for his singing. A serenading god came along, threw down a challenge, and promised him his fair daughter if he was the better singer. They sung, Siati beat, and off he went to the land of the god, riding on a shark belonging to his aunt. They reached the place. The shark went in to the shore, set him down, and told him to go to the bathing-place, where he would find the daughters of the god, the one was called Puapae, "White Fish," and the other Puauli, "Dark Fish." Siati went and sat down at the bathing-place. The girls had been there, but had gone away. Puapae had forgotten her comb, returned to get it, and there she found Siati. "Siati," said she, "however have you come here?" "I've come to seek the song-god and get his daughter to wife." "My father," said she, "is more of a god than a man--eat nothing he hands you, never sit on a high seat lest death should follow, and now let us unite." Siati and Puapae were united in marriage, but they were sent off to live elsewhere.