trees met the waterfalls in the sharp slope at the base of the cliff.
And all up and down and across crept the cloud-shadows—purple some, misty gray some—and the colors slid under and slid out, slid under and slid out, grew dense and grew bright, forever and forever.
And one day the two little Menehunes were awakened in the brilliant forenoon, something totally new for Menehunes; for they are abroad doing their good deeds onl from dark until dawn, and any tas unfinished when the elepaio bird calls at daybreak, will never be finished unless the mortals, for whom it was begun, should finish it for themselves. And so when these two little Menehunes suddenly found themselves broad awake in the radiant morning light, they were very much astonished, and they crept toward the opening of their cleft and peered out.
The first one who peered out said "Oh!" and then was silent, for he had never before seen those wonderful depths and colors by daylight, and he almost stopped breathing with the wonder of it. And the
