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
Hideous and disgusting as the contortions of the men were, those of
the women were worse; for no sooner had the spirit entered into them
than in their mad gyrations they leaped at the suspended head, trying,
with their teeth, to bite and worry the smoke-dried flesh and hair of
the unfortunate officer; and this they continued to do until at
length, foaming at the mouth and worn out with their crazy frenzy,
they either staggered from the ring or fell in convulsions on the
ground, to be dragged away by the next batch of worshippers who
were anxiously awaiting their turn. And this awful pandemonium went on
all through the night. Just think, my home-staying countrymen and
women, who sleep in peace under the guardianship of our splendid
police, what must have been the feelings of those English ladies and
men who, with their helpless children, had to witness such scenes,
knowing and fully expecting, as they did, that at any moment they
might be dragged out and, after they had all been subjected to
prolonged torture, should then be brutally murdered, with every
barbarity and indignity that fiends could invent or devils could
inflict.
During the night a council was held and Mr Booth could hear the
Taranaki men who had accompanied Matene urging the Wanganui to torture
and kill himself and family. Nor did the latter seem to want such
urging, as of all his whilom friends only Hori and one other man spoke
on his behalf, contesting right manfully that the honour of the Upper
River tribes would be for ever disgraced should the white people not
be allowed to depart in safety, as they were tribal guests. For two
more days and another night the unfortunate whites were kept in
suspense, Hori and a few other young chiefs, whom he had persuaded to
join him, standing between the would-be murderers and their prey. And
these noble young savages eventually saved them.
It was near sunset on the last of these days, and after a very stormy
meeting had been held, that Hori rushed into Mr Booth's house, saying:
"At last they have consented to let you go. Come at once; leave all
your property to me; for they may change their minds any moment."
Immediately they jumped up and followed him down to the canoe
landing-place. _En route_ they had to pass through a swarm of armed
Hau Haus who had lined the high river bank, and while doing so Mr
Booth heard some of them say: "Wait till they get into the canoe and
then we will fire a volley so as to shoot them down in a heap." Hori
overheard the same remarks and said to Mr Booth: "Take no notice of
them. Go slowly until you are out of sight; I and my friends will keep
in the line of fire between you and the Hau Haus." This the gallant
young fellow did, and, as the murderous brutes dare not run the risk
of killing a Wanganui chief, Mr Booth and his party paddled out of
shot and reached the township of Wanganui safely the following night.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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