CHAPTER XX.

LOADING SPARS AT HOKIANGA.

About nine the next morning we reached the Kerikeri River; and, it being

Sunday, the members of the mission met us on landing, and used all their

endeavours to prevent our travelling on that day; but, independent of the

urgent necessity of our reaching Hokianga, the captain of our vessel, who

was with us, being particularly anxious to return on board, we continued

our journey, and at night came to a bivouac in a dense wood, so that we

now had the luxury of stretching our weary limbs on dry ground. The next

day, as we journeyed towards the river, we fell in with all our old

friends, who inquired into the particulars of our adventures, and seemed

highly delighted at our return.

We found "all right" on board the brig; but as she was chartered to go to

Tongataboo I and my friend Shand determined to remain at New Zealand till

her return. Our principal difficulty seemed to be which side of the

island we should make choice of for a dwelling-place. When it became

known to the natives that we intended to remain with them, several chiefs

came and offered us their protection; and each would have built us a

house, but we preferred making our sojourn at the Bay of Islands. We were

often at a loss how to evade the kind importunities of our savage hosts

without giving them offence. "Is not our country as good as

theirs?"--"Are you not as safe amongst us?"--"Are we not as willing and

as capable of protecting you as Shulitea?" These were the arguments they

used; and, finally, we were obliged to inform them that we had a friend

and countryman (Captain Duke) settled on the other side, who was

preparing a house for our reception. On being informed of this

circumstance they consented to part with us, though evidently with great

reluctance.

While we lay here the ship Harmony, of London, Captain Middleton, arrived

from Sydney for a cargo of spars. So large a vessel entering the port put

the whole district into commotion; and when the chiefs understood the

nature of her wants, and had seen the fine double-barrelled guns and

store of powder to be given as payment for the wished-for freight, they

hastened to the woods, and the axe was soon laid to the roots of the

trees. I saw them pursuing their laborious employ with alacrity. In a few

days a sufficient number of fine logs came floating down the river to

load the ship, and they were all cleared in a workmanlike manner, ready

to stow away. The chief things to induce these people to work are

firearms and powder; these are two stimulants to their industry which

never fail.

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