Swam before breakfast this morning. Don't feel at all tired from yesterday's tramp.
Motored out to a sugar mill this afternoon and saw the entire process from growing cane to finished sugar—and we tested it at each stage. Jack was so interested that I think he contemplates starting a sugar mill in the front yard when we get home. He'll know how to, anyway.
The road out to the mill was very interesting. We went through some beautiful gardens called Moanalua, and are going again to explore them, as they say that everyone is permitted to do. Jack says that the person who owns them evidently knows how to get the best out of his possessions by sharing them. I wonder why it should be such a surprise to find a very generous person, but it is.
Went to a band concert in Thomas Square this evening. The Royal Hawaiian Band played and we enjoyed it immensely. The bandmaster has led that band for more than forty years. Two Hawaiian women sang in their own language. It was beautiful, for their voices are very rich and sweet and there were curious cadences in the songs. Jack was enthusiastic.
