to those who injure us, and therefore still more should we be grateful
to all who do us good," she continued. "Do you understand that?" The
girl shook her head, and made signs to Lucy and her companions to eat
while the food was hot; they needed, indeed, no second bidding, the girl
standing by while they discussed the meal.
Lucy feeling the importance of gaining the good-will of any person in
the village, again spoke to the girl, much to the same effect as before.
The latter evidently understood her, and made a sign that if discovered
in helping them to escape she would be killed. Lucy's words had,
however, it seemed, made an impression on her mind, for when she stooped
down to take up the basket and bowl, she whispered that she would do
what she could to be of use to them.
They were now left alone. Harry entreated his companions to go to
sleep, declaring that he was able to sit up and keep watch; and in spite
of their anxiety, they were so weary, that in a few minutes their eyes
closed, and they happily forgot all that had occurred. Harry kept awake
as well as he could, and every now and then he observed women and
children, and sometimes men, peering at them through the open door of
the hut. Discovering, however, a chick mat spread on a framework
leaning against the side of the hut, he conjectured that it was intended
to use as a door, and, accordingly, placing it across the entrance, shut
out the intruders. Having now nothing to distract his attention, he
very soon dropped off to sleep. It was dark when he awoke, and as there
were no sounds in the village he concluded that it was night, and he
hoped that they might therefore be allowed to rest in quiet. He went to
the door of the hut and looked out. No one was stirring, the storm had
ceased, and the stars were shining brightly overhead. He again
carefully closed the entrance, securing it with some poles, so that it
could not be opened from the outside, and throwing himself on the fern
at Lucy's feet, was soon fast asleep.
He was awakened by hearing some one attempting to open the door--the
daylight was streaming in through the crevices--on pulling it aside the
slave girl, who had brought their supper, appeared with a basket of food
and a bowl of water, as before. The light awoke Lucy and Betsy, who
seemed refreshed by their slumbers, though their faces were still pale
and anxious. The girl pointed to the food and bade them eat, but seemed
unwilling to stay.
"Let us say our prayers, Harry, as we should do at home, before
breakfast," said Lucy, "though we have not a Bible to read."
They knelt down, and Lucy offered up a prayer of thanksgiving to God for
having preserved them, and for further protection, while the Maori girl
stood by wondering what they were about. She then hurried away, as they
supposed, from having received orders not to remain with them. They
were left alone all the morning, and at noon the girl brought them a
further supply of food.
"This looks as if the Maoris did not intend to do us any harm, perhaps
they expect to get a ransom for us," observed Harry.
"I trust so," said Lucy, "and I am sure our friends would pay it should
our father and Val be still absent from home; but, perhaps, Hemipo has
some other object in carrying us off."
"What can that be?" asked Harry. "The idea came into my mind, and I
fear it is too likely that he has done so, in order to get Waihoura into
his power. If she believes that our lives are in danger, she will, I am
sure, be ready to do anything to save them," answered Lucy.
"How should she know that we have been carried away," asked Harry.
"She will suspect something when our labourers suddenly return to her
village, and will send to ascertain what has occurred," observed Lucy.
"If it was not for your sake, Lucy, I would run every risk rather than
let the poor girl fall into the power of the savage," exclaimed Harry.
"I hope that our father and Val, and the volunteers, will find out where
we have been carried to, and will come to attack the pah and rescue us."
"That would cause great loss of life, and, perhaps, seal our fate,"
answered Lucy. "I have been praying, and He who does not allow a
sparrow to fall to the ground without knowing it, will arrange matters
for the best. The knowledge that He does take care of us should give us
confidence and hope."
"I am sure you are right," observed Harry, after a few minutes
reflection. "Still we cannot help talking of what we wish."
In the afternoon, Harry going to the door of the hut, heard voices as if
in loud discussion at a distance, and observing no one about, he crept
on among the huts till he came in sight of a number of people seated on
the ground, apparently holding a debate, for one after the other got up
and addressed the rest. Keeping himself concealed behind the hut, he
watched them for some time, at length he saw Hemipo and a body of armed
men issue out by the gate. He crept back to the hut with this
information. As far as he could ascertain, only the old men, and women,
and children, were left in the pah.
Late in the evening the slave girl again visited them, and, as she
appeared less anxious than before to hurry away, Lucy spoke to her. At
last she answered--
"What Manima can do she will do for the pakehas, but they must wait--
perhaps something will happen." She said this in a very low voice, and
taking up the basket and bowl, hurried away. Harry found that no one
interfered with him as he walked about outside the hut; but he did not
like to go far from Lucy and Betsy, and darkness coming on, he returned.
After he had closed the door, they offered up their prayers as usual,
and lying down, soon fell asleep.
Lucy was awakened by feeling a hand pressed on her shoulder. She was
inclined to cry out, when she heard a low voice saying in Maori--
"Don't be afraid, call your brother and Betsy." Lucy, to her
astonishment, recognised the voice of Waihoura, and without waiting to
ask questions, awakened Harry and Betsy. A few words served to explain
what she had heard, and they at once got up and followed Waihoura out of
the hut. She led the way among the wahres the inmates of which, they
knew from the sounds which issued forth, were fast asleep. They soon
reached the inner end of the pah, behind the public store-house, the
largest building in the village, when Waihoura pointed to an opening in
the stockade. It was so narrow that only slight people could have
passed through it. Waihoura, taking Lucy's hand, led her through it,
but Betsy almost stuck as she made the attempt. With some assistance
from Harry, she however succeeded in getting on the other side, when he
following, found that they were standing on the top of a cliff.
Waihoura again taking Lucy's hand, showed them a narrow and zigzag path
which led down it. They followed her, as she cautiously descended
towards the river, which Harry saw flowing below them.
On reaching the edge of the water Waihoura stepped into a canoe, which
had hitherto been hidden by a rock. The rest of the party entering it,
two men who were sitting with their paddles ready, immediately urged the
canoe out into the stream, down which they impelled it with rapid
strokes, while Waihoura, taking another paddle, guided its course. Not
a word was spoken, for all seemed to know exactly what was to be done.
They had entirely lost sight of the hills on which the pah stood, before
Waihoura uttered a word. She then, in a whisper, addressed Lucy, who
was sitting close to her, apparently considering, even then, that great
caution was necessary. They were passing between high cliffs, amid
which the slightest sound, Harry rightly guessed, might be carried, and
heard by any one posted on them. The paddlers redoubled their efforts,
till at length they got into a broader part of the river. Lucy then, in
a low voice, told Harry that Waihoura had heard of their capture from
the labourers, who had returned home, and had immediately formed a plan
for their rescue. She had friends in Hemipo's pah, for all were not as
bad as he was, and among them was Manima, who belonged to a friendly
tribe, and had been carried off some time before by Hemipo, with others,
as a slave. She had herself, with a party of her people, immediately
set out, and knowing the route they would have to take, had remained in
ambush with the intention of rescuing them; but fearing that Hemipo
would put them to death should he find himself attacked, she resolved to
employ stratagem to set them at liberty. She had at once sent a message
to Manima, and on finding that Hemipo had set out on another expedition,
she had herself that very night entered the pah in disguise, and
arranged the plan which had thus far been carried out.
"She tells us," added Lucy, "that her only fear arises from the
possibility of meeting Hemipo, who has gone down the river in his war
canoes, though for what object she could not ascertain. She advises us
to keep very silent, as should he be anywhere near, he is certain to
have scouts on the watch, though we may hope to escape them in the
darkness of night."
"As I said of you, Lucy, she would make a first-rate General," observed
Harry, "and I hope for her sake, as well as ours, that she will prove
herself a successful leader."
Scarcely had Harry spoken when a loud voice hailed them from the shore,
and a bullet whistled close to them.
"Don't cry out," whispered Waihoura. "The man will take some time to
load again, and we may get beyond his reach." Her hopes were, however,
vain, for directly afterwards several canoes darted from behind some
rocks, and surrounding them, their canoe was towed to the shore.
"They are Hemipo's people," said Waihoura. "But keep silence, he is not
among them, and they will merely keep us prisoners till he comes, and
something may happen in the meantime."
The country was tolerably level beyond the bank where the canoes lay.
There was sufficient light from the stars to enable Harry to see for
some distance inland, and he recognised the spot as the same place at
which they had been taken on shore on their way up the river. After
waiting a considerable time, he observed a party of men moving along
from the direction of the valley, and coming towards the canoes. He was
afraid that they were Hemipo and his band.
"How will the savage treat us, and those who have been trying to aid our
escape?" he thought. Just then he caught sight of another and very much
larger party coming from nearly the opposite direction. The first
stopped and seemed trying to hide themselves behind some rocks and
bushes, but the others had seen them, and uttering loud cries, rushed
forward, then came the flashes and rattle of musketry, with reiterated
cries for a few minutes, when the smaller party giving way, attempted to
fly, but were quickly surrounded. The people in the canoes, on seeing
this, shoved off from the bank, and endeavoured to drag Waihoura's canoe
with them. The crew resisted; a blow on his head, however, struck down
one of the men, and it appeared too probable that their enemies would
succeed in their object.
They had got out into the middle of the stream, when several more canoes
were seen rounding a point below them. Waihoura uttered a loud cry, and
the canoes came rapidly paddling towards them. Their captors, on seeing
this, allowed her to go free, and began making their way as fast as they
could up the river.
"Who are you?" asked Waihoura, as the strangers' canoes approached.
"We are Rahana's people, and he ordered us to come here to stop Hemipo
from descending the river, while he proceeded on by land," was the
answer.
"Then it is Rahana who has gained the victory," exclaimed Waihoura, and,
escorted by her friends, she guided her canoe towards the shore, Harry
taking the paddle of the poor man who had been struck down. They
quickly landed, when a messenger despatched to Rahana brought him to
where Waihoura and her English companions were seated on some rocks by
the bank of the river. He spoke earnestly for a few minutes to
Waihoura. Lucy, from what he said, learned that she had sent to ask his
assistance, and that ascertaining the proceedings of Hemipo, he had set
out with all his followers to meet him and compel him to restore the
prisoners he had carried off.
"He and many of his people are now in my hands, for before they could
escape we surrounded them and captured them all," he said, addressing
Lucy and Harry. "They deserve death,--do you wish that we should kill
them, or give them into the hands of your countrymen?"
"Oh no, no, spare their lives," exclaimed Lucy. "We should do good to
our enemies, and we would far rather let them go free. We are thankful
to have been rescued from their power, but more than that we do not
desire."
"That is a strange thing the pakeha girl says," remarked Rahana to
Waihoura. "Is it according to the religion you desire to teach me?"
"Oh yes, yes," exclaimed Waihoura. "I know that Lucy is right. She has
told me that He who came to die and be punished that men might enjoy
happiness hereafter, blessed His enemies, and did good to those who
injured Him."
"Then they shall live," said Rahana. "I will set Hemipo free, and tell
him that it is by the wish of the pakehas, and that he must henceforth
be their friend and ally, and abandoning the cruel customs of our
people, learn the good religion, which has made them act thus towards
him."
Lucy and Harry knowing the alarm their disappearance must have caused to
Mrs Greening and their other friends, were anxious to return home
immediately. Waihoura offered to accompany them, and begged Rahana that
he would allow one of his canoes to convey them down the river.
"I will myself take charge of them, and I shall be proud to deliver them
in safety to their friends," he answered. "I will, however, first obey
their wish, and set Hemipo and his followers free, after I have deprived
them of their arms, which belong to my warriors."
While the canoes were getting ready for the voyage down the river, fires
were lighted, and fish and other provisions were cooked, some of which
were presented to Waihoura and her friends, greatly to Harry's
satisfaction, who declared that he had seldom felt so hungry in his
life; though Lucy and Betsy, still scarcely recovered from their
agitation, partook of the repast but sparingly. Meantime Rahana had
gone back to where he had left his warriors and their prisoners. He
shortly returned, accompanied by another person. As they approached the
spot where Waihoura and her friends sat, the light of the fire showed
that Rahana's companion was Hemipo. He looked greatly crestfallen, but
recovering himself, he addressed Waihoura. Neither Lucy nor Harry could
clearly understand him; but they gathered from what he said that he
desired to express his gratitude for having his life spared, and sorrow
for his conduct towards her, as also for having carried off her friends,
and that if they would send a missionary to him he would gladly listen
to his instruction. It evidently cost him much to speak as he did. She
was glad when the interview was over, and Rahana told him that he might
now depart in peace.
Waihoura and her friends were now conducted to the largest canoe, in
which Rahana also took his seat. They had not proceeded far down the
river when day broke, and the neighbouring woods burst forth with a
chorus of joyful song, the sky overhead was blue and pure, the waters
bright and clear, and the grass and shrubs, which grew on the banks,
sparkled with bright dewdrops.
"See, see," exclaimed Harry. "There's a whole fleet of boats coming up
the river." Rahana, on observing them, went ahead of his flotilla with
a flag waving at the bow of his canoe.
"There is our father, there is Val," exclaimed Harry. The canoe was
soon alongside one of the largest boats. A few words explained all that
had occurred. Mr Pemberton and his companions had returned home the
day after his children and servant had been carried off, when an
expedition had immediately been organised to sail up the river and
attack Hemipo's pah, it being at once suspected that he had committed
the outrage.
As there was now no necessity to proceed further, the boats' bows were
turned down the stream, Harry, with his sister and Betsy, having gone on
board Mr Pemberton's. Accompanied by the canoes, a strong current
being in their favour, they soon reached "Riverside," where the safe
return of the young people caused almost as much satisfaction as the
news which had just before arrived of the termination of the war.
Waihoura soon afterwards became the wife of Rahana, who built a house
after the English model, on some land which he owned in the
neighbourhood near the river, and receiving instruction from their
friends, both became true and earnest Christians. They had the
satisfaction also of hearing that Hemipo, who had gladly received Mr
Marlow and other missionaries, had, with all his people, become
Christians, and he showed by his changed life and peaceable conduct,
that he was one in reality as well as in name.
"Riverside" continued to increase and prosper, and protected by the
friendly natives who surrounded it, escaped the disasters from which
many other places in subsequent years suffered. Honest Mr Spears must
not be forgotten. Though still showing a readiness to help everybody,
having learned the necessity of attending to his own affairs, he became
one of the leading tradesmen in the place. Both Mr Pemberton and
farmer Greening had, in course of time, the satisfaction of seeing their
children married, and settled happily around them.
THE END.
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