Legends of Ma-ui–a demi god of Polynesia, and of his mother Hina

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William Drake Westervelt. Legends of Ma-ui–a demi god of Polynesia, and of his mother Hina

PREFACE

I. MAUI'S HOME

II. MAUI THE FISHERMAN

III. MAUI LIFTING THE SKY

IV. MAUI SNARING THE SUN

V. MAUI FINDING FIRE

VI. MAUI THE SKILLFUL

VII. MAUI AND TUNA

VIII. MAUI AND HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW

IX. MAUI'S KITE FLYING

X. THE OAHU LEGENDS OF MAUI

XI. MAUI SEEKING IMMORTALITY

XII. HINA OF HILO

XIII. HINA AND THE WAILUKU RIVER

XIV. GHOSTS OF THE HILO HILLS

XV. HINA, THE WOMAN IN THE MOON

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Four brothers, each bearing the name of Maui, belong to Hawaiian legend. They accomplished little as a family, except on special occasions when the youngest of the household awakened his brothers by some unexpected trick which drew them into unwonted action. The legends of Hawaii, Tonga, Tahiti, New Zealand and the Hervey group make this youngest Maui "the discoverer of fire" or "the ensnarer of the sun" or "the fisherman who pulls up islands" or "the man endowed with magic," or "Maui with spirit power." The legends vary somewhat, of course, but not as much as might be expected when the thousands of miles between various groups of islands are taken into consideration.

Maui was one of the Polynesian demi-gods. His parents belonged to the family of supernatural beings. He himself was possessed of supernatural powers and was supposed to make use of all manner of enchantments. In New Zealand antiquity a Maui was said to have assisted other gods in the creation of man. Nevertheless Maui was very human. He lived in thatched houses, had wives and children, and was scolded by the women for not properly supporting his household.

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It was evidently easier to work for him than to argue with him—therefore far out in the sea they went. The home land disappeared from view; they could see only the outstretching waste of waters. Maui urged them out still farther. Then he drew his magic hook from under his malo or loin-cloth. The brothers wondered what he would do for bait. The New Zealand legend says that he struck his nose a mighty blow until the blood gushed forth. When this blood became clotted, he fastened it upon his hook and let it down into the deep sea.

Down it went to the very bottom and caught the under world. It was a mighty fish—but the brothers paddled with all their might and main and Maui pulled in the line. It was hard rowing against the power which held the hook down in the sea depths—but the brothers became enthusiastic over Maui's large fish, and were generous in their strenuous endeavors. Every muscle was strained and every paddle held strongly against the sea that not an inch should be lost. There was no sudden leaping and darting to and fro, no "give" to the line; no "tremble" as when a great fish would shake itself in impotent wrath when held captive by a hook. It was simply a struggle of tense muscle against an immensely heavy dead weight. To the brothers there came slowly the feeling that Maui was in one of his strange moods and that something beyond their former experiences with their tricky brother was coming to pass.

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