HOW A SANDWICH ISLANDER QUIT EATING PORK.
By H. B.
THE Bible had been presented to her as God's Word, and she had accepted it. The Lord had wonderfully enlightened her mind on many points. She had been invited to attend a native luau, together with those who had taught her the first principles of the Gospel. The principal article of the native feast is pork. The story begins the evening before the luau, and is told by the lady herself, as follows:— "I open my Bible to Leviticus, and I am much surprised. The Lord says there the pig not good to eat; you must not touch him. Now I been lay off for a long time how I eat lots of pig at this luau. I want him awful bad, but the Lord says pig not fit to eat, so I say, 'No, I won't eat any more.' I go home. My husband he bring home one big ham. I say, 'You bring13no more ham home. I don't want no more ham.' "He say, 'O, this no ham, this goat, this good beef.' He try to fool me, but I say, 'You no fool me; I want no more pig.' I cook it for him. He eat it; I eat none. "One day I say to him, 'You bring no more ham; I have to cook it, and the Lord says I touch it it make me unclean.' "He says, 'Alright, you help me eat this I never bring any more home.' So I cook all the rest of that ham, and I eat all I can. I eat so much I get awful sick. "I go to the window and throw up all that pig; not one small piece stay in my stomach. My husband say, 'Goodness me! what for you waste all my good pig?' O, I been so sick! I eat no more pig."