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SOMETIMES I used to close my geography and When I grew older and could travel, I
try to picture what life was like to the child- found a lot of drawbacks to life in those
ren of other lands. I was quite sure I countries of abundance. Along with the very
should not like to change places with an things I had counted on to make life one long
Eskimo child, and have to live in an ice igloo holiday, I had to take conditions that meant
and eat whale-blubber for candy. My mind constant danger. There were so many

poisonous snakes and
insects and fruits,-
always thickest where
the things you wanted
grew,—that their pres-
ence took all the pleas-
ure away. Perhaps I
should have become
accustomed to those
things if I had been
born among them. As
it was, I almost gave
up finding such a place
as I had imagined. I
journeyed on, however,
and then one day I
found it !

If you look on your
map, along the tropic
of Cancer, you will see


almost midway be would send a shiver over my body, and I tween Mexico and the southern end of the would hurry away from the frozen seas to- Chinese Republic-a tiny group called the ward the countries nearer the equator, where, Hawaiian Islands. in sight and reach and sound of all, there It never gets too cold there, yet it never were wonderful flowers and fruits and birds. gets so hot that it scorches the flowers Surely a child would be very happy in such and makes people uncomfortable. The sun surroundings!

shines even when it rains, and the rain is so



pleasant that no one carries an umbrella or fruits, and so many entire?y new kinds, that stays at home because of it.

one becomes utterly bewi ered. There are flowers everywhere you look, Birds! Some of them sc tiny that you have more wonderfully colored and perfumed than to look sharp to see them, and some of them you could possibly imagine. They grow up delightfully unafraid; they dart about over into the trees; they creep over the ground; they cover the houses.

I remember sitting up all one night, when I was a child, to see a rare plant bloom. It was in a flower-pot and had been cared for most tenderly, eagerly watched by our whole neighborhood. It was called a night-blooming cereus. At Honolulu, I found a hedge of those plants, a mile long and higher than my head, and a mass of gorgeous blossoms.

Did you ever have all the bananas and your head, singing an endless variety of songs, cocoanuts you wanted? In Hawaii, they almost as gorgeously colored as the flowers grow thirty different kinds of bananas, and they hover over. The same can be said of they are all better than the ones we buy at the butterflies and other winged insects, as home, because they are allowed to ripen on far as colors go; and the best part of it is that the plants in the sunshine. You see cocoanut- you can go anywhere among the tangled trees everywhere -tall, slender palms waving growth of ferns and vines, hunting flowers

or birds' eggs, or butterflies, with never a thought concerning poisonous snakes and insects. It was this that made me so sure I had found the children's paradise at last.

Little streams gurgle down from the snowcapped mountain tops into cool, shady glens, and the children have such fun playing in them, much as the little boy is doing in the picture. The streams and the waters of the bays are full of marvelously colored fish. Perhaps you live near an aquarium. If so, you may have seen some of the strangely shaped and tinted fish from these waters. The natives have an old myth which tells how an angry god condemned a lesser god to imprisonment beneath Diamond Head, which is a barren promontory, thrust out at one

end of Honolulu Harbor—about the first CHINESE SCHOOL-GIRLS DOING A NATIVE DANCE"

thing you sight in approaching the island of

Oahu. From his cave below the sea, the gracefully above the tops of the other trees. god has to catch the fish and paint them in Then there are date-palms, and the trees that gay colors-a never-ending task. grow a delicious melon with a pink meat The water is always delightfully warm, called papayas. At one place, I looked out and the boys and girls of the islands learn to over a large valley completely carpeted with be as much at home in the water as they are pineapple plants. There are so many new on the land. They become remarkably skilways in which they serve the old familiar ful in handling their surf-boards and out

rigger canoes.

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The islands offer you variety in everything live in regular houses, and have to learn their except climate, and you can secure even that, table-manners, too. Then they have to go to if you want to climb the old volcanic peaks school, even if there are such beautiful places where the snow lies. The variety they offer to play in, but school seems more interestin children is most extensive. First, there are ing there. I took a picture, one day, of some the Kanakas, or natives, with their brown Chinese school-girls doing a native dance. skins, soft brown eyes, and flashing white The boys and girls go to Sunday-school, teeth. They love to laugh and sing and gar- and now and then are taken on picnics, just land themselves with flowers. Then we see such as we have at home. If you don't children from that other Flowery Kingdom, think they enjoy them, look at the picture I Japan, in their quaint and many-colored took one day when they were loading several kimonos. Just as interesting, though not so trolley-cars with eager children. gaily colored, are the garments the Chinese They call the islands “The Playground of children wear. There are black-haired, the Pacific,” and it is just that. The grownblack-eyed children from Portugal, fair- ups enjoy this paradise of Hawaii as much as haired, blue-eyed English children, and lots the children. They all take time to play a of our own American children.

bit, and even when they go about their work, Life is much the same as ours, in many they seem to find it a joy because of their ways, for the children of the islands. They wonderful surroundings.




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