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
"It was lucky," Wilfrid agreed; "but at the same time, if I had been
quite alone I should have closed the shutters and door as they came up,
and kept indoors. I only ventured to meet them outside because I knew
that Marion had a gun ready to hand to me the moment I wanted it."
"Yes; but you see there was not time to hand you the gun, Wilfrid, as
it turned out, and you would have been knocked on the head to a
certainty if your sister had not come to your rescue."
"That I certainly should; and I know that I owe Marion my life. What do
you think we had better do now?"
"I do not think we can do anything, Wilfrid, beyond trying to find out
whether the fellows who came here were alone, or were part of a larger
party. Where are your natives?"
"The three men are chopping, and Jack went out with the Grimstones to
look for the cattle."
"Was he with you when you heard the shots fired, Bob?"
"He was with us a minute or two before, and was following a track. After
we heard the signal we did not think anything more about him, and
whether he followed us or went on looking after the cattle I do not
know."
"If you go to the door, Wilfrid, and give a loud cooey it will bring him
in if he is within hearing. You may be sure that he heard the signal,
for his ears are keener than those of your men; but he would not rush
straight back, but would come cautiously through the woods according to
his nature."
Wilfrid went to the door and gave a loud cooey. A minute later the Maori
issued from the bush, nearly opposite the house, and ran in.
"That's just where the natives took to the bush," Wilfrid said. "Perhaps
he will be able to tell us something about them."
"I expect he has been scouting," Mr. Atherton said, "and his coming
boldly out from that point is a pretty sure proof that the natives have
made off. Well, Jack, so you heard our signal?"
Jack nodded.
"And what have you been doing since?" Wilfrid asked.
"Jack went through the bush fast till he got near house, then, as the
guns were not going off, he knew there could be no attack; but thought
black man might be lying in bush, so he crept and crawled. Presently he
heard man talk, and then saw four Maori walking fast away from house. He
only heard them say as he passed, 'No use now; too many Pakehas. Come
another day and finish them all.' Jack was coming straight to house when
he heard cooey."
"You have seen nothing of your father and the other two men, Jack?"
The Maori boy shook his head. "They chop wood; perhaps not heard
signal."
"More likely they heard, but thought it better to stay away," Wilfrid
said.
"No got guns; they not fighting-men," Jack said, as if in excuse.
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