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
As soon as the operation was over the casks of water were got on board
and the boats hoisted to the davits. The anchor was then hove up and
some of the sails shaken out, and with a gentle breeze the vessel began
to draw off the land. As soon as this was done all hands set to work
washing down the decks; and in two or three hours, except for the bullet
marks on the deck and bulwarks, there were no signs left of the
desperate conflict that had raged on board the _Flying Scud_. At sunset
all hands gathered on the poop, and the bodies of the captain and two
passengers, and of the sailors who had fallen, were reverently delivered
to the deep, Mr. Ryan reading the funeral service.
The ladies had retired below after the boats had come alongside, and did
not come up until all was ready for the funeral. Mrs. Renshaw and three
or four of the others had been employed in dressing the wounds of those
who had been injured. Four out of the six sailors who had survived the
massacre on board had been more or less severely wounded before they won
their way on the quarter-deck, and six of the watering party were also
wounded. Eight of the passengers had been struck with the flying spears;
but only two of these had received wounds likely to cause anxiety. After
the funeral was over more sail was hoisted, the breeze freshened, and
the _Flying Scud_ proceeded briskly on her way.
The rest of the voyage was uneventful. Thankful as all were for their
escape, a gloom hung over the ship. The death of the captain was much
felt by all. He had been uniformly kind and obliging to the passengers,
and had done everything in his power to make the voyage a pleasant one.
One of the passengers who was killed was a young man with none on board
to mourn him, but the other had left a widow and two children, whose
presence in their midst was a constant reminder of their narrow escape
from destruction.
The voyage had produced a very marked change in Mr. Renshaw. It had
brought him in far closer connection with his children than he had ever
been before, with results advantageous to each. Hitherto they had
scarcely ever seen him except at meals, and even at these times his
thoughts were so wholly taken up with the writings on which he was
engaged that he had taken but little part in the general conversation
beyond giving a willing assent to any request they made, and evincing no
interest whatever in their plans and amusements.
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