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March 24th
(1863), we took the steamer Kilauea. It rained as we sailed out of the
bay, — Byron's Bay as it is called.
The surf rolls
in here terrifically, and beats upon the shore with an incessant booming
sound.
The view of Hilo,
as you enter the bay, is said to be very fine ; but we were so unfortunate
as to come in, in the night, and to go out in a rain-storm.
The natives play
in the surf a great deal.
They have what
is called a surfboard, perhaps four or five feet long.
With this board,
they swim out perhaps a mile, and then lying on it, ride in on the top
of the surf-billows.
I was sorry not
to see this amusement; but the little children, with their small boards,
I often saw trying to imitate their elders.
" Don't they ever get hurt, aunty ?" asked little Alice.
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Not often.
The natives are
perfectly at home in the water, and can swim long distances.
The women are
about as good swimmers as the men.
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