James Jackson Jarves,
Kiana: a Tradition of Hawaii
“ The smoke of its torment, like a pall, covered the cancerous earth, to screen its throes from the light of the sun.Coming so unexpectedly upon a spectacle of which he had heard only vague accounts, Olmedo, at first sight, forgot both himself and his enemies in awe. It was indeed a fearful spectacle, beautiful even in its terror, exciting all that was appalling in the imagination, and fascinating the eye as by a spell. The solid earth was passing away in a flame, and would soon be as a vapor. Olmedo felt as if he were the sole spectator. ”
