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These were ten of us there on the wharf when our first mate left for Maoriland, he having been forced to leave Sydney because he could not get anything like regular work, nor anything like wages for the work he could get. He was a carpenter and joiner, a good tradesman and a rough diamond.
Hongi had been quick to discern the road to conquest, which musket, gun-powder, and bullet would give him in New Zealand against the native weapons. He chortled to himself as did Lamech: 'I have slain a man to my wounding, and a young man to my hurt. 'Landing with his battery of muskets, Sir George had the tale, 'Hongi lost no time in carrying slaughter through Maoriland.
Perhaps Sir George Grey's nearest passage with death, in Maoriland, occurred during the first war, but he did not learn of it until later. 'I was, he said, 'in the habit every forenoon of riding between our military camp and the sea-shore, where the warships lay at anchor.
"Mitchell" seems strange Bill couldn't think of it for the moment and so does "James." And, a week or so later, over on Coolgardie, or away up in northern Queensland, or bush-felling down in Maoriland, Jim takes a stroll up to the post office after tea on mail night. He doesn't expect any letters, but there might be a paper from Bill. Bill generally sends him a newspaper.
'There was merriment in Maoriland at the idea that Rangihaeta, hitherto sternly opposed to our roads, should himself be constructing one. That was as I had hoped, and he made no more difficulties for us. How could he? There he was, almost every afternoon, driving on the sands in all the pride of peacock feathers.
In former cases we have seen that it was the Saxon who drew and guarded the racial frontier; but in New Zealand each of the contending human stocks has drawn its racial line, and each regards the other's delimitation with respect. Such respect is rendered possible because the territorial frontiers of Maoriland have been clearly defined.
They battled round together in the North Island of Maoriland for a couple of years. One day Steelman said to Smith: "Look here, Smithy, you don't know you're born yet. I'm going to take you in hand and teach you." And he did.
He is settled down in Maoriland now, in a house of his own, and has a family and a farm; but somehow, in the bottom of our hearts, we don't like to think of things like this, for they don't fit in at all with "Auld Lang Syne." There were six or seven of us on the wharf to see our next mate go. His ultimate destination was known to himself and us only.
In a moment of wild extravagance Mac had burst a couple of tablespoonfuls on cleaning his teeth. Towards the end of this week, being in support for twenty-four hours, they were able to go down to the beach for a bathe. Never was bathing so much enjoyed, nor the sun-bath after it it was just like old Maoriland again.
Then he added, reflectively: "I drove a cab myself, once, for five years in Sydney." Stiffner and Jim We were tramping down in Canterbury, Maoriland, at the time, swagging it me and Bill looking for work on the new railway line.
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