Fairies -- Juvenile fiction; New Zealand -- Juvenile fiction
After laughing at the girls in the hopes they'd throw away their pretty
little frocks, the boys went off together. They simply had to think of
something, and it would never do to copy the girls. They came back later
with the quaintest little breeches, made out of broad flax leaves,
stitched together with the points downwards. It was clever of the boys!
They had also stuck some of the red-brown flowers in their hair. The
girls were vexed that they hadn't thought of that, but they went one
better. They made strings of the scarlet nikau berries and hung them
round their necks. (Trust the girls!)
And that was how Fashions came to be started in the Bush.
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CLEMATIS.
Of course fashions change, and no one need be surprised
to find that crimson kilts were soon "out," while the Piccaninny girls
were to be seen walking about in pretty little white, frilly petticoats
made out of clematis blossoms, and sun hats of the same flowers.
The hats were rather silly, because the Piccaninnies lived so deep in
the Bush that the sun couldn't hurt them, but then fashions are absurd.
(Look at the ladies who wear fur coats in hot climates!)
The boys made no change because their kind of fashion doesn't change,
except sometimes you take great pains to iron the crease out of them,
and other times you iron it _in_ most carefull-_ee_.
For some reason the boys didn't like the girls' change of frocks. Of
course, they said, the girls would never play with them now, but the
girls said oh yes, they would. The boys said:
"You'd be scared to play berry fights like we used to."
But the girls said, as brave as could be:
"Would we?"
And the boys answered:
"Let's see you then!"
So they all ran off and collected puriri berries, big purply red ones,
rather squashy. Then the boys all yelled in chorus:
_Ka mate! Ka mate! Ka ora! Ka ora!
Tenei te tangata puhuru huru
Na na nei i tiki mai--
whaka whiti te ra! Upane! Upane! Upane!
kaupani whiti te ra!_
which means something very warlike, and the girls answered shrilly:
_Ka whawhai tonu! Ake! Ake! Ake!_
They said that because they had heard that someone had said that
sometime about something, and it means "we will fight for ever and
ever."
But they didn't! At the very first volley the berries stained their
dainty frocks, and the girls fled, screaming angrily:
"You horrid things! You've ruined our frocks!"
And the boys grinning delightedly, and rolling their black eyes, thumped
their little brown heels on the ground, and beat their little bare,
brown knees and chanted all together:
"_Akarana Mototapu Rangitoto Ra!_"
And of course you all know what that means! You don't? Well, I'm not
quite sure myself, because I couldn't find it in the dictionary (so
careless of Mr. Webster!) but it really doesn't matter.
[Illustration]
CABBAGE PALM.
(Pickled Cabbages).
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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