With the Lost Legion in New ZealandHamilton-Browne, G.
History
With the Lost Legion in New Zealand
Hamilton-Browne, G.
Māori (New Zealand people); New Zealand -- History
The following day we marched to Ahikereru, and then it became evident,
even to our little game-cock of an O.C., that we had shot our bolt,
and that without a proper supply of food it would be an act of madness
for us to try and surmount the tremendous Huiarau range of mountains,
then quite unknown and deeply covered with snow. Even to stay where we
were was an impossibility, as the distance to our base was so great
that the supply of rations, never regular, must cease on account of the
inclemency of the weather, so that much against his will he determined
to continue the retreat, and take post from Fort Te Teko to Fort
Galatea, along the Rangitaike River, as in these forts there were not
only many provisions stored, but to which ran a good road along which
both drays and pack-horses could easily bring supplies up from the
coast. My word, but we did enjoy ourselves when we reached our new
cantonments!--plenty of good bread and meat to eat, plenty of tea, such
as it was, to drink, and oh, only think of it, dry blankets and tents
in which to sleep! We revelled in it, though the privations we had been
through caused a terrible lot of sickness and we lost very many good
men who could ill be spared. Somehow it has always seemed so rough to
me that a good fellow who has run his risks, faced the music and done
his duty through a hard campaign, should, after he has returned with a
whole skin to comparative comfort, and maybe is eagerly looking forward
to another go at the enemy, be rubbed out by some beastly sickness. The
parsons say it is Providence; I maintain it is rotten bad luck.
We were, however, not allowed a long rest, as the Colonel received
information that Te Kooti intended to break through our lines, so as to
get into the Taupo country, and perhaps from there into the Waikato,
so that we were all kept very busy indeed. At Fort Galatea we mounted
men had met our horses, therefore for a time I had done with the weary
footslogging and was again in the pigskin, with all the huge Kaingaroa
and Taupo plains to gallop over. This was indeed a change for the
better, though the weather was awful, and the south-east blizzards
which swept over the high inland plateau bit us to the very bone. It
was not long before we mounted men located Te Kooti at a native village
called Heruiwi, but he was in too great strength and far too well
posted for us to attack with only a handful of cavalry, so that we had
to fall back on Fort Galatea, purposing to guide up infantry to do the
bush-whacking.
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