"War to the Knife;" or, Tangata MaoriBoldrewood, Rolf
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"War to the Knife;" or, Tangata Maori
Boldrewood, Rolf
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Fiction; New Zealand -- Fiction
Owing to certain mercantile arrangements, the departure of the _Pippi_
was delayed for a day; a consignment of Kauri gum had not arrived.
This was too valuable an item of freight to be dispensed with; and
the Rawene dates of sailing not being so rigidly exact as those of
the P. and O. and Messageries Maritimes, the detention was frankly
allowed. Time was not of such extreme value on the Hokianga as in
some trading ports. Mr. Waterton expressed himself charmed with the
opportunity thus afforded of entertaining any friend of Mannering's.
Massinger was equally gratified with the happy accident which permitted
him to meet another of New Zealand's distinguished pioneers. So,
general satisfaction being attained--rare as is such a result in
this world of accidental meetings and fated wayfarings--a season of
unalloyed enjoyment, precious in proportion to its brevity, opened out
unexpectedly.
"I should have been awfully disgusted," was his reflection, as he found
himself inducted into a handsome upper chamber, from the windows of
which he beheld a wide and picturesque prospect, the foaming harbour
bar, and the aroused ocean billows, "if I had lost this opportunity.
The delay in land-travelling might have been serious, but, as the
Maoris are not yet a sea-power, a day's passage more or less cannot
signify." So, having dressed with whatever improvement of style his
limited wardrobe permitted, he allowed the question of the sailing of
the _Pippi_ to remain in abeyance, and joined his host below.
Of that most interesting and delightful visit, it would be difficult
to describe adequately the varied pleasures which thronged the waking
hours. Lulled to sleep by the surges, which ceased not with rhythmic
resonance the long night through; awaking to seek the river-strand,
where the white-winged clustering sea-birds hardly regarded him as
an intruder; the well-appointed and compendious library in which to
range at will; the walks; the rides through forest and vale; the
fishing expeditions, in one of which Massinger, proud in the triumph
of having hooked a thirty-pound schnapper, discerned the snout of a
dog-fish uprising from the wave. Then the evenings, prolonged far into
the night, with tale and argument, raciest reminiscences of lands and
seas from his all-accomplished host--_quarum pars magna fuit_--author,
painter, sailor, explorer; such truly Arabian Nights' Entertainments
Massinger had never revelled in before, and never expected to enjoy
again.
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