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
Several friendly natives arrived one after another at the village. They
brought the news that the Hau-Haus had attacked only the colonists round
Matawairo, and that all the rest of the settlers were gathered at
Taranganui; but the Hau-Haus were plundering all the deserted houses,
and were shooting down all the natives who refused to join them. It was
afterwards found indeed that the natives had suffered even more severely
than the whites, for while thirty-three of the latter were murdered
thirty-seven of the natives were killed. Major Westrupp had left by ship
for Napier to obtain assistance, Lieutenant Gascoyne had made his way
safely through the Hau-Haus to Taranganui, and had sent a whale-boat out
to a schooner that was seen passing down the coast. She at once came
into the port, and the women and children were sent off to Napier. The
garrison of the fort had been reinforced by the friendly natives under
their chief Henare Potare, and were awaiting the expected attack by Te
Kooti.
A week later news came that Major Westrupp and Captain Tuke had arrived
from Napier with three hundred natives, and that the Hau-Haus had
retired with their plunder. The party at Te Mahia at once started for
the coast accompanied by some thirty men of the Mahia tribe. A waggon
had been procured for the transport of the women and children, and a
march of twenty-four miles took them to Taranganui. They found that
parties had been out the day before to bury the dead, and had brought in
two persons who were supposed to have been murdered. As one of the
parties were going along they saw a small poodle dog run into a bush,
and recognized it as having belonged to Captain Wilson. They called and
whistled to it in vain, and came to the conclusion that someone must be
in hiding there. After half an hour's search they discovered little
James Wilson with the dog tightly held in his arms; the boy was too
frightened to distinguish friend from foe, and was greatly delighted
when he recognized one of the party. He told them that his mother was
alive, and was lying wounded in an out-house at their place. He had lost
his way while trying to reach Taranganui to bring help to her.
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