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Rh We talked the matter over, and allowed the Kanaka to point out the proper path. It was certainly a fairly easy way, and half an hour later found Oliver and myself on the summit of the Pali, enjoying the view through the glasses we had brought along. We could not remain long, the wind being so strong it seemed ready to lift us off of our feet.

When we returned to the carriage we found Dan feeling much better. Our chum was in earnest conversation with Naini.

"He says he thinks he knows this Joe Koloa we are in search of," he announced. "Both of the men used to drive carriages and native rigs at Hilo."

"That is the seaport town nearest to the volcano," cried Oliver. "Did you use to drive from Hilo to the crater?" he asked of Naini.

"We drive from Hilo to Volcano House," was the answer. "But too many go in business of carriage driving and it no pay any more, so I come back to Honolulu where I belong."

"And what became of Joe Koloa?" questioned Oliver, with increasing interest.

"Him go to Wailuku, on the island of Maui."

"Which is between here and the island of Hawaii," put in Dan. "I wonder if he is still there?"

"How long ago is this?"