Show PEN PICTURE OP OF LAIE TIM THE headquarters OF THE SANDWICH ISLANDS MISSION taie LAIE february 23 1886 editor deseret news itis it is difficult to bring this picture which I 1 wis wish ii to present presen t clearly before your eyes but bear in mind that honolulu lies south from laie and that the road we traveled in my last letter leads northward its various twi stings aud and curves LAIR LAIE MALOU is I 1 8 a small niall r cluster of whitewashed houses with little patches of pardons gardens tiny rice held and an occasional kalo lo 10 i we have heard so much of the lovely ferns mosses and tropical trees ot of this sandwich island home that our eyes eves seek eagerly for the swaying trees ind and graceful ferns but only a rolling hilly expanse from sea to mountain covered thickly with grass isse is seen eu the mountains are arb cut up into a hundred gorges and you can see they as well as mountain tops are arc densely wooded buano but no trees or shrubs or even flowers are visible around you as you travel smoothly along the grassy stretch of a mile and a half lying between laie malou and laie proper in between grassy hillocks goes the tae buggy and now curnin turning a curve we can see the fine new meeting house away up on a distant hillside near which are clustered the houses ol 01 of the mission occupied by the white people but nearer at hand band on the right the waves roll softly on oil to the beach and away out into the sea stretches the promontory guarded by a rock surf dashed and bleak on the left are fields which you are told are the cane fields A rocky hill bill lies between us and the south end of the fields and you yon can see sec there is plenty of shrubbery on the other side of the bill which is thus sheltered from the trade winds away at the f uither end of the fields rises the sugar mill with its tall chimneys and ings swiftly aly the wheels roll and we pass the fields the pro promontory monto r and suddenly den turn wet west leaving t the c b beach e sul h and making directly toward the hill lani kuli the natives call it on whose brow nestles the little white houses which are to be our home for a few years A long rock wall with a big gate runs north and south outside this are scattered in every direction white board houses of the native population ula tion passing through the gate you are in the pasture then an abrupt rise of ground a few paces farther and you go through the big gates of ane ace surrounding picket fence of LAIR LAIE NEI KEI ait oit OR LAIE PROPER and here we are on oa the brow of a breezy grassy hill no trees no shrubs no flowers but withal a finely situated little colony of houses this hill rises abruptly behind the Miss sion house into a rocky ledge on oil the top of which lies the grave yard the hill becomes a precipice going ruggedly down down to a little shel valley between us and the mountain tops on the west this valley is a lovely spot and luxuriant with a wealth of tropical beauty it or rather the largest portion olt of it has been leased to some who have cheque red it off into brilliantly green fields of rice an artesian well near the center supplies the water all through it are scattered tropical trees bananas coco cocoanut anut karnani kamani hei hau and kukui and numbers of tiny gardens are brilliant with scarlet geraul gerani ams roses and many tropical flowers grass and wh whitewashed ite washed board houses are scattered here and there the homes of natives and the on the north of this valley runs the laio laie river winding in and out and finally sluggishly emptying into the ses sea OUR PICKET FENCES is the cueli added to mission house which always retain reminds ds me lasome in some au 91 joseph baoy patches with its additions here there and everywhere also a large square new house used as bedrooms by mis inis slon sion house boarders and three other various sized houses bouses used as dwelling houses by I 1 he families living liere here A washhouse wash house the old couk house moved away and turned to its present use stands back a gayb from the mission house near tills this rises our huge wind null mill pump A well had been sunk and much good was anticipated from it but alas the water turns out to be brackish and although some help it is not nearly as useful as was hoped under it however has been built a very convenient bath room with huge tub and shower bath near these on the southeast of the mission house stands the barn one side of which is used as wear a carpenter penter shop down the slope away I 1 outside th the e fence and to the south of us stands the old meeting house used now as a and still south enclosed by a neat picket fence is the new frame meeting house it is a very cry creditable house costing e eight i glit or nine thousand dollars it is nicely painted and looks cosy and clean our place here is about abou half a mile from the sea it is breezy almost always as the trade winds come to us from the southwest south west so we are comparatively ively free from mosquitoes you can perhaps get some kind of an idea of OUR ISLAND HOME if you will stand with me on my doorstep looking south conour on our righetto right to the west lies this little verdant verdant vale shel sheltered terea and green above it rise the steep western mountains cleft into many a wooded gorge gorg with anocia an occasional spur rui running inina down almost to a line with out our houses the little frame houses here with the many winged mission house overlooking us all with its shabby eyes the houses of the natives dotted on the grassy expanse of falling hillside clear to tile the sea itself the brown promontory reaching out its bare arm far into the sea the long low island with an occasional single rocky island out in in the blue waters which sweep sometimes in high snowy mountains of foaming spray clear over their bald heads the curling hurrying much described but never described waves of the sea chasing each other like merry children on to the pale gold of the sandy beach the river winding and glistening to the north on its way to the sea the cattle lazily browsing on the hillsides hill sides the native children inside the yard screaming and running at play around our stately fla flagstaff flag staff the white dresses of the sis bisters teng as they flit in and out of their houses all these with a serenely blue sky and floating sun tinted clouds make up the everyday every day PICTURE OF LAIK LAIE at some future time I 1 want to enter into our homes with their habits babits and customs visit the natives in their homes and go through h the mill with its sugary sweet contents and attendant machinery I 1 bat for the present let us say goodby we adeall are all pretty well but have been stirred from center to circumference with the terrible news of president cannons arrest to think of burhon our honored beloved leaders behind prison bars it makes one cling with a little more desperate strength to the promises of our redemption sore sare to be f fulfilled ul god hasten our 0 ur deliverance deli veronce HOMESPUN |