Book contents
- Frontmatter
- List of Illustrations
- Errata
- Dedication
- PREFACE
- THE HAWAIIAN ARCHIPELAGO
- INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER
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- LETTER XXIX.—Continued
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- A CHAPTER ON HAWAIIAN AFFAIRS
- A CHAPTER ON HAWAIIAN HISTORY
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- Frontmatter
- List of Illustrations
- Errata
- Dedication
- PREFACE
- THE HAWAIIAN ARCHIPELAGO
- INTRODUCTORY CHAPTER
- LETTER I
- LETTER II
- LETTER III
- LETTER IV
- LETTER V
- LETTER VI
- LETTER VII
- LETTER VIII
- LETTER IX
- LETTER X
- LETTER X.—(continued.)
- LETTER XI
- LETTER XII
- LETTER XIII
- LETTER XIV
- LETTER XV
- LETTER XVI
- LETTER XVII
- LETTER XVIII
- LETTER XIX
- LETTER XX
- LETTER XXI
- LETTER XXII
- LETTER XXIII
- LETTER XXIV
- LETTER XXV
- LETTER XXVI
- LETTER XXVII
- LETTER XXVIII
- LETTER XXIX
- LETTER XXIX.—Continued
- LETTER XXX
- A CHAPTER ON HAWAIIAN AFFAIRS
- A CHAPTER ON HAWAIIAN HISTORY
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Summary
A white, unwinking, scintillating sun blazed down upon Auckland, New Zealand. Along the white glaring road from Onehunga, dusty trees and calla lilies drooped with the heat. Dusty thickets sheltered the cicada, whose triumphant din grated and rasped through the palpitating atmosphere. In dusty enclosures, supposed to be gardens, shrivelled geraniums scattered sparsely alone defied the heat. Flags drooped in the stifling air. Men on the verge of sunstroke plied their tasks mechanically, like automatons. Dogs, with flabby and protruding tongues, hid themselves away under archway shadows. The stones of the sidewalks and the brick of the houses radiated a furnace heat. All nature was limp, dusty, groaning, gasping. The day was the climax of a burning fortnight, of heat, draught, and dust, of baked, cracked, dewless land, and oily breezeless seas, of glaring days, passing through fierce fiery sunsets into stifling nights.
I only remained long enough in the capital to observe that it had a look of having seen better days, and that its business streets had an American impress, and, taking a boat at a wharf, in whose seams the pitch was melting, I went off to the steamer Nevada, which was anchored out in the bay, preferring to spend the night in her than in the unbearable heat on shore. She belongs to the Webb line, an independent mail adventure, now dying a natural death, undertaken by the New Zealand Government, as much probably out of jealousy of Victoria as anything else.
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- Six Months among the Palm Groves, Coral Reefs, and Volcanoes of the Sandwich IslandsThe Hawaiian Archipelago, pp. 6 - 17Publisher: Cambridge University PressPrint publication year: 2011First published in: 1875