The adventures of Kimble Bent: A story of wild life in the New Zealand bushCowan, James
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The adventures of Kimble Bent: A story of wild life in the New Zealand bush
Cowan, James
Bent, Kimble, 1837-1916; New Zealand -- Description and travel
It was the olden Maori custom to place a human head beneath the
central pillar of a sacred building, and to have a human sacrifice
at the opening of a new house.
4 Compare this with the ingenious form of "spring-gun" which an
English exploring expedition found in use in 1910 amongst the
Negrito pigmies on the slopes of the Snow Mountains, in New
Guinea. This spring-gun is made by setting a flattened bamboo
spear against a bent sapling, fastened to a trigger in such a
way that it is released by the passer-by stumbling against an
invisible string stretched across a game-track. These hardened
bamboo spears inflict serious wounds, as they are launched with
considerable force.
5 Tihirua died at Ohangai, near Hawera, in 1907.
6 Of this Hauhau Colonel W. E. Gudgeon wrote in the Polynesian
Society's _Journal_, No. 59 (Sept. 1906): "Had there been but
ten men of the stamp of Takitaki the redoubt must have been taken;
but luckily there were not, and therefore a mere handful of men
held the redoubt to the end."
7 See von Tempsky's sketch, showing General Chute's column setting
out on this march.
8 The following account of Major von Tempsky's death, given in
Auckland by Mr. James Shanaghan, who fought at Te-Ngutu-o-te-Manu
as an A.C. private, and was wounded while attempting to rescue the
major's body, is worth placing beside the Maori story for purposes
of comparison. It is the most circumstantial narrative of von
Tempsky's end ever given by a European survivor of the
bush-battle:
"Our brave old major was walking to and fro with his sword in
hand, furious at being caged as he was. I met him and he spoke to
me in his kindly, thoughtful way, and asked why I did not take
cover. I answered by putting the same question to him. He then
said, 'I am disgusted. If I get out of this scrape I will wash
my hands clear of the business.' He then sent me to take up a
position and keep my eyes open, as the bullets were coming thick.
I left him to obey the last order he ever gave. I had not gone
far when a man of our Company was shot. The major went to his
assistance and was shot, the bullet entering the centre of his
forehead. He fell dead on top of the man to whose assistance he
was going. That was how von Tempsky died.
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