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
Now, although for four or five hours a day he worked diligently at his
study of the Maori language, he was at other times ready to join in what
was going on. He often walked the deck by the hour with Wilfrid and
Marion, and in that time learned far more of their past life, of their
acquaintances and amusements at their old home, than he had ever known
before. He was genial and chatty with all the other passengers, and the
astonishment of his children was unbounded when he began to take a
lively part in the various amusements by which the passengers whiled
away the long hours, and played at deck quoits and bull. The latter game
consists of a board divided into twelve squares, numbered one to ten,
with two having bulls' heads upon them; leaden discs covered with canvas
are thrown on to this board, counting according to the number on which
they fall, ten being lost for each quoit lodged on a square marked by a
bull's head.
On the evening of the day before the shores of New Zealand came in
sight Mr. Renshaw was sitting by his wife. "The voyage is just finished,
Helen," he said. "It has been a pleasant time. I am sorry it is over."
"A very pleasant time, Alfred," she replied, "one of the most pleasant I
have ever spent."
"I see now," he went on, "that I have made a mistake of my life, and
instead of making an amusement of my hobby for archæology have thrown
away everything for it. I have been worse than selfish. I have utterly
neglected you and the children. Why, I seem only to have made an
acquaintance with them since we came on board a ship. I see now, dear,
that I have broken my marriage vows to you. I have always loved you and
always honoured you, but I have altogether failed to cherish you."
"You have always been good and kind, Alfred," she said softly.
"A man may be good and kind to a dog, Helen; but that is not all that a
wife has a right to expect. I see now that I have blundered miserably. I
cannot change my nature altogether, dear; that is too late. I cannot
develop a fund of energy by merely wishing for it; but I can make the
happiness of my wife and children my first thought and object, and my
own pursuits the second. I thought the loss of our money was a terrible
misfortune. I do not think so now. I feel that I have got my wife again
and have gained two children, and whatever comes of our venture here I
shall feel that the failure of the bank has brought undeserved happiness
to me."
"And to me also," Mrs. Renshaw said softly as she pressed her husband's
hand. "I feel sure that we shall all be happier than we have ever been
before. Not that we have been unhappy, dear, very far from it; still you
have not been our life and centre, and it has been so different since
the voyage began."
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