More than once, at first, one or the other of us had our rifles taken away for a week just because of a tiny speck of rust.

We had to know how to build fires in the driving rain, too, out of wet wood, when we camped out, which was the hardest thing of all--except grammar, I do believe.

We learned more from Dad and Von than from the governesses; Dad taught us French and Von German.

We learned both languages passably well, and we learned them wholly in the saddle or in camp.
"In the cool season the girls used to come down and visit me in Hilo, where Dad had two houses, one at the beach, or the three of us used to go down to our place in Puna, and that meant canoes and boats and fishing and swimming.

Then, too, Dad belonged to the Royal Hawaiian Yacht Club, and took us racing and cruising.