Camp Fire Yarns of the Lost LegionHamilton-Browne, G.
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Camp Fire Yarns of the Lost Legion
Hamilton-Browne, G.
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Warfare; New Zealand -- History -- Anecdotes; Zulu War, 1879
Here of course he made a blooming error, for what member of the Lost
Legion ever allowed preaching to interfere with fighting, or carried
devotional books about with him when he had to hump his own swag.
Now this josser, thinking he knew all about the customs of the white
man, considered he was quite safe in turning on his prophetic tap. So
on the evening after the small success already spoken about he started
in and informed his hearers that he had received a revelation,
directing the Hau Haus that on the following day, which was Sunday,
they were to leave the pah an hour before noon and advance on the
white men's shelter trenches, which they would find empty, and that
the majority of the latter who had not been turned into stone by the
angel Gabriel would be surprised at their devotions and fall a prey,
without any resistance, to the tender mercies of the Hau Haus, who, he
guaranteed, were to escape, scathless, from wounds or death.
These promises seem absurd to white men, but they were implicitly
believed by the Maoris, who next day acted on the strength of them.
The main position of the Colonials was in the rear of three strong
thorn hedges, two of which flanked the third, and these had all been
well trenched and were, of course, held, day and night, by a strong
guard; in fact the men lived and slept in them. Between the centre
hedge and the pah, a distance of less that 500 yards, stretched a
smooth meadow, without a particle of cover, and the astonishment of
our men was intense when, at 11 o'clock A.M., they saw some hundreds
of the Hau Haus quietly leave the pah and advance in two wedge-shaped
columns against the centre of their position. At first they thought it
was a general surrender, but the war flags the enemy carried rapidly
dispersed that idea; and when the two columns were well between the
three hedges, and not 100 yards from any of them, the bugle sounded
and a tremendous volley was poured into the misguided Maoris, who fell
in heaps of dead and wounded men. Notwithstanding the awful shock
their nerves must have received from this quite unexpected slaughter,
these gallant though fanatical warriors at once charged home and tried
to force their way through the strong thorn fence, only to be swept
away like flies. And soon the survivors had to beat a hasty retreat
back to the pah, lashed the whole way by the heavy fire of the white
men, who did not go to church.
It was during the advance that the incident I originally alluded to
took place. The first volley had smashed the Hau Haus' leading column,
the advance of which the apostle led in person; for, to give these
prophets only their just due, they never hung back from taking the
post of the greatest danger in any of the crazy enterprises that they
persuaded their disciples to undertake.
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