Motored out to Kahala, which is on the beach a few miles beyond Diamond Head. The road does not run near the beach, so we sent the car back to wait for us just below the Diamond Head lighthouse, and we tramped back over the lava of Kupikipikio, the southernmost point of the Island. After we left the point, where the surf tangles over the black crags, we came to the long sandy beach of Kaalawai, and passed the beautiful homes which lie close to the water. This is the only way to see them, for they are out of sight of the road. It would be a delightful place to live. Some of the hotel people walked out there from the end of the car line, by moonlight, and they were wonderfully enthusiastic.
Went to the Kamehameha Schools this afternoon. It is certainly a splendid institution. Jack wished that he was a boy so that he could get into some of the departments and work. He couldn't, anyway, because he is not Hawaiian.
