Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand WarHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand War
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Juvenile fiction; New Zealand -- History -- Juvenile fiction
"I fancy that there is about the same proportion of open land. I have
only once been up the river higher than this, but if I remember right
there is a sort of low bluff rising forty or fifty feet above the river
which would form a capital site for a hut."
"I will set about the work of exploration this afternoon," Mr. Atherton
said, "and if the next lot is anything like this I shall be very well
contented to settle down upon it for a bit. I have always had a fancy
for a sort of Robinson Crusoe life, and I think I can get it here,
tempered by the change of an occasional visit to our friends when I get
tired of my own company."
The men had by this time brought up the basket of provisions, and the
two girls were spreading a cloth on the grass in the shade of a tree at
a short distance from the hut, for all agreed that they would rather
take their lunch there than in the abode so lately tenanted by young
Langston. After the meal was over the party mounted their horses and
rode back. One of the natives who had come up from the boat remained
with Mr. Atherton, the others started back in the boat, as Mr. Atherton
declared himself to be perfectly capable of making the journey on foot
when he had finished his explorations. He returned two days later, and
said he was quite satisfied with the proposed site for his hut and with
the ground and forest.
"I regard myself as only a temporary inhabitant," he said, "and shall be
well content if, when I am ready for another move, I can get as much for
the ground as I gave for it. In that way I shall have lived rent free
and shall have had my enjoyment for nothing, and, I have no doubt, a
pleasant time to look back upon."
"Do you never mean to settle down, Mr. Atherton?" Mrs. Mitford asked.
[Illustration: WILFRID AND THE GRIMSTONES FIND IT HARD WORK
_Page 197_]
"In the dim future I may do so," he replied. "I have been wandering ever
since I left college, some fifteen years ago. I return to London
periodically, spend a few weeks and occasionally a few months there,
enjoy the comforts of good living and club-life for a bit; then the
wandering fit seizes me and I am off again. Nature altogether made a
mistake in my case. I ought to have been a thin wiry sort of man, and in
that case I have no doubt I should have distinguished myself as an
African explorer or something of that sort. Unfortunately she placed my
restless spirit in an almost immovable frame of flesh, and the
consequence is the circle of my wandering is to a certain extent
limited."
"You make yourself out to be much stouter than you are, Mr. Atherton. Of
course you are stout, but not altogether out of proportion to your
height and width of shoulders. I think you put it on a good deal as an
excuse for laziness."
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