CHAPTER VI

A FROLIC WITH THE KUPAPAS

The late general had not deemed it expedient for the regular troops to

enter the bush--that is to say, to follow the Maoris into the trackless

mountains that, covered with enormous forests, constituted the interior

of the North Island and surrounded Mount Egmont, which a glance at the

map will show the reader to be the centre of the big blunt promontory

that juts out of the west coast of the North Island.

Sir Trevor Chute, however, saw the absolute necessity of carrying the

war into the natives’ own country and compelling them to sue for peace.

He had therefore determined to force his way due north through the

bush to Taranaki and show the Hau Haus that the difficulties of their

natural fortifications were not unsurmountable. By this march he would

pass to the east of Mount Egmont and penetrate a country that had never

previously, except on one occasion, by Father Pezant, been crossed by a

European.

This was a big order, but I shall relate how it was carried through

in due time. Suffice it for the present to say we left camp before

daylight and saw the road all clear for the column, which joined us on

the banks of the Waingangora during the afternoon.

Later on Mr Roach called me and said: “Burke, I have been ordered by

Colonel McDonnell to accompany the chief, Te Kepa, who with one hundred

and fifty Kupapas” (friendly natives) “leaves camp on a reconnoitring

expedition. He has also instructed me to take four of my own company

with me. Would you like to come? I will not disguise the fact that the

work will be very hard and that we shall have a rough time, but we are

sure to see some real Maori warfare, native against native.”

Of course I jumped at the chance, and he despatched me to warn my three

mates to draw four days’ rations and be ready to start at sunset.

At the appointed time we joined our officer and proceeded over to the

Kupapas’ lines, where for the first time I saw the famous fighting

chief, Te Kepa, who was even to rise to greater fame before the end of

the war, and was undoubtedly one of the chief factors in terminating it.

Te Kepa was a Maori, able to grow a large beard, an appendage rare

among natives. He was not above middle height, but had a tough, wiry

look about him that denoted great strength and an ability to stand any

amount of hardship. This chief was better known among the Europeans

by the name of Major Kemp, and was highly respected by all ranks of

society. His men were chiefly drawn from his own tribe, the Wanganui,

and were about three hundred in number, big, brawny fellows, good

fighting men, but an officer required the tact of Satan as well as an

intimate knowledge of their manners and customs to handle them.

No sooner had we reached the Kupapas than night fell and Te Kepa

indicated it was time to march, so we started along a rough track that

led inland.

The object of the expedition was to reconnoitre a big pah called

Ketemarae so as to ascertain if it were strongly held, as it was the

intention of the General to move the column on there next day, and, in

case we found it strongly occupied, Mr Roach was to find out the ways

of approaching it.

Our scouts had gone on some time before we started, and we had hardly

made a move when the heavens opened and it began to pour with rain,

which it steadily continued to do all night long.

This made the march, which was over a bad bit of country, very

miserable, as the track, if it could be called one, was intersected by

many steep gullies, the sides of which were slippery to a degree, so

that we were soon not only soaked through but became plastered with mud

from top to toe.

We, however, must push on, and did so, arriving in the vicinity of

Ketemarae just before dawn. Here we halted and shivered till the sun

rose, when the clouds cleared away with every promise of a fine hot

day; then as soon as we had made sure our firelocks would go off we

extended and advanced towards the pah.

We had not moved more than a hundred yards when two of our scouts

joined up, who reported that to the best of their belief the pah was

unoccupied, which surmise Kepa very soon found out to be correct. It

was a strong place, but we did not remain in it as Te Kepa deemed it

better to take up a position in the bush. Here we rested, and I was

glad of the spell, as it gave us the chance to dry our sopping clothes

and get rid of some of the superfluous mud.

Mr Roach, Te Kepa and three or four chiefs now held a runanga

(council), and I was much struck, although of course I could not

understand a word uttered, by the elegant and forcible manner in which

each chief gave his opinion, and how carefully and earnestly every man

listened to the arguments of the others, notwithstanding, it was easily

to be seen, there was a considerable difference in their ideas.

When each man had had his say Te Kepa gave his orders, to which they

all acquiesced without demur.

As soon as the debate was over, Mr Roach kindly told me the purport of

the meeting, which was to try and solve the problem why the pah had

been abandoned without a show of resistance, as this was contrary to

Maori war etiquette, which required at least one volley to be fired in

honour of the pah, although it might not be deemed advisable to hold it

to the bitter end.

The opinion therefore come to was that the pah was not abandoned,

but that the Hau Haus, not expecting such unwonted activity on the

General’s part, had temporarily withdrawn for some purpose, probably to

hold a tangi (wake) over the warriors killed at Otapawa, and were most

likely to return that day to reoccupy the pah.

It was also decided that if they did so it would be as well to allow

them to enter it, as then, our being on the spot, we could hive them,

holding them inside till the arrival of the General, when not a man of

them would escape. It was therefore Te Kepa’s determination to lie

dog-o and try to entrap the Hau Haus in their own stockade.

The position we had taken up not being considered a satisfactory one

to carry out this purpose, it was after much deliberation changed, and

we made ourselves as comfortable as we could in the thick, damp bush,

though as no fires were allowed, and the sun could not penetrate the

dense foliage, the amount of comfort, thanks to the incessant drip from

the trees, did not amount to a row of pins. Of course we had a patrol

of scouts out on all sides of us, and on that day I began to take an

interest and acquire a rudimentary knowledge of the fascinating, though

highly dangerous, game.

The day dragged on and I was only able to get a few moments’ broken

sleep, as I was not yet sufficiently broken in to be able to sleep

under such disadvantageous circumstances, and envied old Jack, who

snored away on the soaked ground as if he had been on a feather bed.

Nor can I truthfully say I enjoyed my dinner, composed as it was of

sodden, rancid salt pork and a handful of wet mouldy biscuits.

As I said before, we had our scouts out, and we learned during the

afternoon that the enemy had theirs out also, for one of our fellows

came into camp with a gaping tomahawk wound in his shoulder, while his

own weapon, and in fact his whole person, looked as if he had indulged

in a blood bath.

His yarn was short. He had met a Hau Hau scout face to face; neither

of them could get away nor hide, so they turned to and had it out with

tomahawks. Our man had the best of the argument, which he proved by

producing not only the tupara (double-barrelled gun) and tomahawk of

his opponent as a _spolia opima_, but also certain portions of the

enemy himself, so that no doubt could exist in the most sceptical of

his encounter or victory. He received great kudos, and submitted,

without a tremor or complaint, to having the gap in his shoulder sewn

up in the roughest possible manner. Nor did it seem to interfere with

his appetite, as, noticing his eyes glued on my mass of putrid pork, I

handed it to him, and he devoured it with a gusto I quite envied.

This little contretemps showed Te Kepa that the Hau Haus must be well

aware of our presence, though perhaps not of our exact locality, and as

he became extremely desirous of ascertaining theirs more scouts were

detached for that purpose.

The trap was no longer to be thought of, as the enemy were far too

astute to allow themselves to be shut in, especially as they must now

be fully aware of the advance of the column, which in fact shortly

arrived, heralded, as usual, by Pierre and George.

These two beauties we found out afterwards had smelt out our

lurking-place early in the day, but, not being able to decide whether

we were friends or enemies, had sat tight and waited for the main body

to close up. They had, however, managed to get into the pah before the

soldiers, where they discovered a hidden stock of potatoes, with which

they joined us, so we had a feed of spuds that night.

As Colonel McDonnell still wished Mr Roach to remain with the Kupapas

we camped with them. Te Kepa receiving orders to advance next morning

and reconnoitre the country for another day’s march ahead, his

remaining men also joining us made up our party to over three hundred

men.

We had now every prospect of a fight, as our scouts came in with

information that large numbers of the Hau Haus were in our vicinity

though they were so skilfully protected by their scouts it was

impossible to locate them to a certainty, but still they were convinced

they were mighty adjacent and hungry for a fight.

Te Kepa therefore took every precaution, each of which I noted

carefully, Mr Roach being kind enough to explain their _raison d’être_.

He also told the chief that I was not only a well-born rangitera

(gentleman), the descendant of war chiefs, but was in my humble

position so as to acquire the wisdom and knowledge of war, whereupon Te

Kepa was good enough to take great interest in me, presented me to his

principal warriors, and instructed his men to look after me as I was

his guest.

This Mr Roach informed me with a laugh was better than taking out a

life policy, as the natives hold themselves responsible for the safety

of their guests, so they would take the greatest care of me, and that,

even should I unhappily come to grief, my remains would be carried off

at any cost, for to allow a guest to be turned into long pig would be

the greatest disgrace that could befall the tribe.

Long before daylight next morning we were on the move, and it was

simply wonderful how we slipped through the silent bush without a

sound. I could no more have walked through that pitchy darkness under

the trees and through the tangled shrubs by myself, much less have

moved in a straight line, than I could have flown, but in accordance

with Te Kepa’s orders I was attended by four huge savages, one of whom

led each of us, the one attending to me sometimes even placing my feet

so as to prevent my tripping over obstacles I could not see.

After a sharp march which, for all I knew, we might have made alone,

my attendant suddenly halted, pulling me down behind a big tree-root.

What made him do so I knew not. I had not heard so much as a twig snap,

not a whisper had passed along the line of invisible skirmishers, and

why he had come to such a dead stop I could not divine, except it was

some subtle instinct that warned him there was danger ahead, or that by

some extraordinary system of transmission of thought his chief could

convey his wishes to his men. Whatever the reason may have been, there

we stuck until a dim twilight penetrated to our lurking-place, when I

indistinctly saw we were close to the edge of the bush, which here ran

out into an open glade some one hundred and fifty yards across, on the

far side of which it began again.

All of a sudden, without a word of orders, my mentor rose, beckoning me

to do the same, and we emerged from the bush simultaneously with the

rest of the party, when in a moment the glade that had been deserted

before was filled with a long line of men clothed in belts, pouches

and a few feathers, devil a rag else, in extended order, looking, as

Egan subsequently remarked, “like a regimint on bathing parade,” but it

showed how wonderfully the natives had kept their line and how exact

pre-given orders or instinct had guided them.

That Te Kepa must have gained news as to the whereabouts of the Hau

Haus is to me now evident, as, taking advantage of a slight ground

mist, he moved us rapidly across the open, nor did anyone seem

surprised when we were greeted by a tremendous volley which, strange

enough to say, hurled over our heads without touching fur or feather.

Immediately our men let out a yell of derision, poured in their

answering volley, and without a pause charged through the mist and

smoke straight at their concealed enemies.

We reached the bush on the run and pressed forward, our men still being

careful to take cover but yet advancing so rapidly that the enemy

must needs give ground or stand up to a hand-to-hand fight, which,

as we outnumbered them, was not to be thought of, so that after a

short, sharp conflict, in which much powder was burned and an immense

amount of breath expended in yelling, the Hau Haus retired at the

run, leaving behind them three dead bodies, this in itself being an

acknowledgement of defeat, as a Maori will run very great risks rather

than allow a wounded or dead tribesman to fall into an opponent’s

hands. We had begun our day well but there was still plenty of work in

front of us, and Te Kepa was not the man to waste time, so, dividing

his men into two parties, he despatched one of them to try and cut off

the retreating enemy, and with the other, among whom were our party,

followed on the track of the flying Hau Haus.

They had not, however, flown far, for before long we came to the

remains of an old deserted pah in which they had taken post, and as

we advanced opened on us with a heavy fire, at the same time yelling

defiance, and challenging us to assault them.

To this our men replied with a step or two of the war-dance, a couple

of volleys and a baldheaded rush that sent the rotten old palisading

galley west, and into the ancient works we poured.

The Hau Haus fought well, but it was our boys’ day out and they would

not be denied but drove them helter-skelter out of the place, forcing

them to abandon five more dead bodies.

Without a pause we followed on in full pursuit, but they had had enough

of it, so broke and bolted all over the country. This, however, did not

check Te Kepa, for, selecting the spoor of the biggest mob, we pushed

on, but failed to bring them again to action.

During this pursuit our detached party joined up, who reported,

producing evidence, that they had killed two more Hau Haus, and Te

Kepa, after a short halt, decided to move on and attack, or at all

events reconnoitre a large pah called Mawhitiwhiti.

This was decidedly a piece of presumption on our part, but the Kupapas

were full of wakahihi (fighting spirit), profoundly believing it to be

their lucky day. Up to now they had not a single man wounded, and at Te

Kepa’s orders would have attacked Old Nick himself.

Moving on, therefore, as jovial as a party of schoolboys out

bird’s-nesting, although not a precaution was relaxed, you bet Te

Kepa watched that we came in sight of the place strong enough to make

an army pause, and boldly advanced towards it, our men all game for

a rush whenever they received the order. But it was not to be, for

although the enemy fired volley after volley at us while we were at

a long range, and yelled like blazes, yet the moment we started to

close in and charge they evacuated the place and fell back to another

position even stronger.

This was not playing the game, so our men got vexed, and we went

after them hot-toe, attempting to surround the new pah in which they

had taken post, so as to cut off their retreat should they be so

inconsiderate as to try any more runaway tactics, but unfortunately we

could only surround them on three sides.

The Hau Haus had also received strong reinforcements, so that both

Mr Roach and Te Kepa deemed it advisable to send back to camp for

assistance, which was done, but not wishing to waste time we set about

the job ourselves, and that to some purpose, for, after both sides had

fired and yelled as hard as they could for over ten minutes, word was

passed that the Hau Haus were escaping down a steep, densely bushed

gully on the side we had been unable to occupy.

Immediately a general rush was ordered and we charged the place at top

speed, swarming over the defences like monkeys and driving out the last

of the enemy, who fled precipitately, leaving behind them seven more

bodies, together with a large number of fine fat pigs and an immense

amount of potatoes. They had indeed left us their breakfasts, for the

hangis (underground ovens) were full of deliciously cooked pork and

potatoes, on which we regaled ourselves sumptuously.

The Kupapas now considered they had done enough work for their day’s

pay and declined to follow on the flying enemy, but after a huge repast

they indulged in a short war-dance and prepared to fall back on the

camp.

First of all everything we could not take away with us was destroyed,

and the dead bodies mutilated, in accordance with Maori customs, for

although our men were not openly acknowledged cannibals, yet all the

senior men had been, while the juniors were not a generation removed

from the practice, so that mutilation of the dead and many other

uncanny customs were still adhered to.

Then the pah itself was insulted and dismantled and everything

inflammable burnt, after which we fell back, treating Mawhitiwhiti and

the other places in the same way.

I was now to learn another lesson, for Te Kepa, notwithstanding our

success, would not abate one jot of his precautions.

Our men were loaded with loot, they could please themselves whether

they carried it or not, but they must do their duty, and it was well

such was the case, for presently, when we were in thick bush, one

of our rear scouts (yes, my would-be military reader, it is just as

requisite in irregular warfare to scout to your rear as well as to

your front, and don’t you forget it) ran in with the information that

the Hau Haus, furious and indignant with the treatment we had served

out to them, were in full pursuit, determined to exact utu (payment or

revenge) for our manifold misdeeds.

On hearing this news Te Kepa caused us to rapidly push on till we

came to a long clearing in the bush, at the camp side of which he

ordered two hundred of us to lie down and take cover, thus forming

an ambuscade. The remaining men, after they had thrown down their

plunder, he led back towards the advancing Hau Haus. These he quickly

encountered and engaged, but after an exchange of shots he and his men,

all at once simulating panic, turned tail and bolted, closely pursued

by the now exulting enemy.

Away our men rushed in headlong flight, crossing the clearing and

breaking through our hidden line like frightened deer, and after them

rushed the triumphant Hau Haus, every man of whom was hungry for

slaughter, and faith they got it, but not in the way they wished; for

as they put on a spurt to cross the clearing they were met half way

by a smashing volley, behind which came our charging line, which so

astonished them that they turned about and sprinted all they knew to

safer localities.

Te Kepa would not allow us to pursue, no doubt having good and

sufficient reasons for not doing so. We therefore again humped each man

his plunder--mine was a well-grown, succulent young pig--and continued

our journey back to camp, where, loaded with good things, we white men

rejoined our own company, who received us with open arms, while the

Kupapas spent the evening in feasting, singing songs of triumph and

dancing war-dances in honour of their own merit.

True, they had done well, for they had taken and burnt five pahs,

killed a lot of the enemy, looted and destroyed large quantities of

food, and done all this without having one single man wounded.

Individually, I was very satisfied. I was gathering lots of valuable

information, could now hump my swag with but little discomfort, and had

thoroughly satisfied myself that, no matter how rough and hard the life

and work were going to be, I had go enough in me to tackle anything I

might be called on to perform. So that I ate my dinner with gusto, sang

a song when called upon to do so at the camp fire, and slept as soundly

on my fern bed as an innocent child in its cradle.

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