Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand WarHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
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
There was no time lost. The men spread out, and with a cheer started up
the hill. They were received with a storm of bullets; but the natives
from their eminence fired high, and without suffering loss they reached
a small ridge near the summit, about twelve yards from the enemy, and
separated from them by a narrow gully. Here they threw themselves down,
and their fire at once caused the Hau-Haus to throw themselves down
among the bushes on their side of the gully. The position of the
colonists was a fairly strong one. On their right flank the ground was
open, with a few scattered bushes here and there, but the left was
covered by a steep ravine, which fell away sharply. The Hau-Haus kept up
a heavy fire, to which the colonists replied but seldom, their officer
continually impressing upon them the necessity for husbanding their
ammunition. Mr. Atherton had arrived breathless in the rear of the
party, and had thrown himself down by Wilfrid's side, the two Allens
lying next in order. For some minutes Mr. Atherton did not speak, but
lay panting heavily.
"This is a nice preparation for shooting," he said presently. "However,
I suppose my hand will steady itself after a bit. I have seen a fellow's
head show under that bush there twice, and each time his bullet came
just over our heads. I will have a talk with him as soon as I get my
wind back again. This is not a bad position after all, providing they
don't work round to our right."
Ten minutes later Wilfrid, who had his eyes fixed on a bush from which
four or five shots had been fired, waiting for another puff of smoke to
indicate the exact position in which the man was lying, heard the sharp
report of Mr. Atherton's rifle.
"You have got him, I suppose?"
"Of course, lad; there is one less of the yelling rascals to deal with.
I wish we could see Biggs and his people coming along the road behind.
If we could get a square meal all round and a good supply of ammunition
I think we should be able to turn the tables on these fellows. The men
are all fighting very steadily, and are husbanding their ammunition
better than I expected to see them do."
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