"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
Miss Tollemache had settled down at Oropi to the performance of her
daily duties, and, like Massinger, commenced to discover that New
Zealand was a most interesting, not to say exciting, place of abode.
After completing her portion of the household work, which she gladly
took upon herself in order to spare her friend's failing strength,
she applied herself diligently to the study of the Maori tongue and
the historical records of this newer Britain. The genial climate and
regular exercise acted upon her constitution so favourably that she
soon attained the fullest measure of health and spirits. Never yet had
she felt stronger in mind and body, never yet so eager for opportunity
to devote herself to the good work spread so abundantly before her.
She was rewarded primarily by noting the gradual improvement of Mrs.
Summers' health, and receiving the heartfelt thanks of the Reverend
Cyril, who, between domestic troubles, parochial duties, and a natural
apprehension of danger to his defenceless household, sorely needed aid
and support. Such he found, in addition to intellectual companionship,
in the presence of this high-souled, devoted maiden, whom he did
not hesitate to say the providence of God had sent to them in their
distress. As a school-friend of his wife's, a closer companionship and
more sympathetic intimacy was established than could have been possible
with any other inmate. Would but this wretched war end, and a lasting
peace be established, he felt as if their future lot might be one of
almost unalloyed happiness.
As for Hypatia, her fearless, eager spirit, scornful of obstacles and
inglorious ease, rejoiced in the difficulties of the position. After a
laborious day's work, during which she astonished the Maori handmaids
by the energy which she threw into her household tasks, working in
common with them, and eagerly possessing herself of the vernacular, she
pored over Maori grammars and dictionaries with an ardour not inferior
to that which had secured her the unique academical distinctions of her
year. She learned the history, the language, the manners and customs
of the singular people among whom she dwelt, with a rapidity which
astonished Mr. Summers, and caused him to remark to his wife that
he had been wont to consider the scholastic triumphs of her friend
somewhat exaggerated, but was happy now to recant and apologize. Never
before had he seen a woman in whom were allied extraordinary mental
powers with such unflagging industry, steady application with such
brilliant conceptions. Sufficiently rare among men, the combination was
almost unknown, in his experience, among women students.
"You have left out her beauty and her simplicity of manner, my dear,"
said his wife, as she smiled up at her husband's earnest face. "You
generally remark these attributes first, you know."
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